Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 140184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 701(@200wpm)___ 561(@250wpm)___ 467(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 701(@200wpm)___ 561(@250wpm)___ 467(@300wpm)
Unamused, I meet his gaze in the mirror. “I’m serious, Milo.”
“Mm, I like the sound of my name on your lips.” He reaches up to caress my jaw, then runs a blunt fingertip over the seam of my mouth.
Goosebumps dance across my skin as his masculine taste hits my lips. I grab his hand and tug it away quickly. “Stop playing with me.”
“You never answered my question,” he says, causing my gaze to drop. I focus my attention on the spotless sink basin instead of him and try like hell to ignore the reassuring warmth of his embrace. “You and Jet—is that for real? Jonathan seems to think it is.”
“It doesn’t matter,” I tell him, and I mean it. I think I mean it. “There’s no way you and I can ever work. I don’t even know if you wanted that or you just wanted to fuck me, but either way… there’s no point.”
“If you think there’s no point in fucking if it doesn’t end in a happily ever after, I don’t think anyone’s ever fucked you properly,” he says, a wicked smirk on his perfect lips.
No one’s ever fucked me at all, but I don’t say that. I’m not embarrassed about it or anything. It was my choice not to sleep with anybody yet. Most of my friends think I’m an idiot for missing out on all the dick they seem to be enjoying, but… I don’t know. Call it naïve or whatever; I’m waiting for fireworks.
I don’t think he’d get it, though. He’d probably think I’m foolish waiting around on some fairy tale feeling before I spread my legs. Like he just said, plenty of people hook up with no desire to ever even see each other again.
Maybe it’s just sex to him, but I want my first time to mean more.
I know he’d probably think that’s stupid, though.
I don’t care what he thinks. I don’t care what anybody thinks. It’s my life.
I know what kind of love I want to have, and I won’t settle for less.
No matter how sexy his arms look wrapped around me right now...
Because they do look immensely sexy.
My stomach sinks a little, realizing how safe I feel wrapped in his powerful embrace. It’s tempting to get lost in that feeling, especially when I recall the soul sucking pleasure I felt with his mouth on the most intimate part of me…
This is the most alone we’ve been since that night.
The night he spread my legs, looked into my eyes, and then licked my pussy until I saw stars.
I know we’re not totally alone, though. Jet is down the hall and dinner is already on the counter.
Dinner.
“You have to get out of here,” I tell him, pushing against his arms until he finally frees me. “I don’t know what you were thinking following me in here, but dinner is waiting. Jet is waiting. We cannot do this right now.”
I don’t know what I’ve said that could have possibly caught his interest, but I see an unmistakable, mischievous glint in his beautiful blue eyes. “Right now?”
Shit.
“That’s not what I meant.” I shake my head. “At all. Obviously, we can’t do this at all, but we especially can’t do it now.”
Milo smirks. “If it can’t happen ever, the now is redundant, but you keep saying it.”
I point at the door. “Out.”
Rather than obey my command, he grabs my wrist, then my other forearm, and walks me back until I hit the wall.
My eyes widen. “What are you doing?”
Heat from his gaze makes my whole body feel warmer. “Since you first walked in tonight wearing that red lipstick, there’s been one thing on my mind.” He moves closer, caging me against the wall with his hard body. He releases my arm and brings his hand in to caress my face. His thumb catches my plump lower lip and pushes down so he can slip it into my mouth.
Fire spreads through my veins as his thumb moves past my lips and travels quickly to the spot he kissed between my legs. I want to do the decent thing and stop, but my body has different ideas.
It’s just his thumb, I tell myself.
It shouldn’t get me so hot, but it’s the way he just expects me to suck, the way my body wants to obey.
It’s just his thumb, I think as I take it into my mouth and seal my lips around it like it’s his cock.
Molten heat travels from his eyes straight to my core. I suck, and my pussy throbs with need.
Oh, lord.
This is bad, but it feels so good. Instinctively, I start to move toward him, but his hand shoots out and slams me back against the wall so hard, I gasp.
Wide eyes rise to meet his. He drags his thumb out of my mouth and wipes it on my face, then he grabs my jaw in his iron grip and crushes his mouth against mine.