Here is the translation:
"Amelia..."
Amelia gasped heavily, hearing the man's emotionally fraught call at her ear. She had no choice but to raise her hand to stop his increasingly bold and teasing kisses.
Norton Foster's kisses scattered along Amelia's slender neck were abruptly interrupted. He lifted his head, his gaze glimmering as he gently sucked on her red and slightly swollen lower lip, softly murmuring, "Amelia, I want..."
Amelia raised both hands to push against his chest, exerting gentle force to widen the distance between them, giving herself a moment of clarity.
"I need to go back." She lowered her gaze, not daring to look at him, her words tinged with breathlessness.
