Amelie’s POV

I officially can’t walk. I’ve heard people in school joke about being fucked into oblivion, but I think I actually was on the receiving end of it. Nathan was so animalistic. He was a man possessed. It was like he had a disease, and I was the cure. Five rounds in two hours. How is that even possible? Don’t get me wrong, he didn’t hurt me; he just exhausted me, and I literally saw the stars he promised.

I’m currently lying in bed with him wrapped around me, kissing my shoulder.

“I will never, ever get enough of you, Amelie,” Nathan exclaimed. “Your presence, your body, your soul....