Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73191 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73191 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
He doesn’t remove his hand from my mouth as he continues. In fact, he rocks me until I’m screaming into his hand yet again. But this time, when I come, it is more intense than the last time. He leans forward and bites my nipple, making me grab his head and hold him to me. His hand falls from my mouth, and he now has hold of both my hips.
“Your pussy craves me.” He leans in to whisper, “Can you feel it?”
And I do.
I feel all of it.
I know when he comes because his mouth finds mine, and he kisses me hard. And he doesn’t stop until both of us are spent and done.
“Milo.”
“Hmm?” he hums against my lips.
“Don’t not touch me again,” I tell him, and he pulls back and looks at me. He pushes a strand of hair from my face and locks eyes with me.
“It was just as hard for me as it was for you,” he admits.
And, somehow, I believe his words.
Chapter 38
Milo
“Sometimes love comes without warning.”
It’s unfair, really, to fall in love with someone without warning.
Because that’s exactly how it feels with her.
Even the distance couldn’t stop us.
I love her. Fuck me.
Lissie groans in her sleep, and I run my hands through my hair before I manage to get up without waking her and step out of her room. As I’m closing the door, I see her curl herself into a ball.
“Didn’t think you would come out at all.” I spin to find Mason opening Lissie’s fridge and holding a jar full of Nutella. He dips the spoon in and puts it in his mouth. “Did you tell her yet?” Mason asks with a raised brow.
“No.” And I don’t intend to, but I will before we leave.
“Okay, let me know if you need me to do anything.” I nod, opening the fridge and reaching in for a bottle of water. “Letti knows, just so you’re aware, and having her not say anything to Lissie has been a struggle,” he adds when I pass by him.
“How does she know?” I ask.
He holds up his hands, which are holding the spoon and Nutella. “Not from me. She figured it out.”
“So she’s guessing?”
“I confirmed it.” His eyes drop, and he knows he fucked up.
I go back to the bedroom to find her in the exact same position she was in when I left. Walking over to her bedside table, I set the water down and slide my pants off before getting back into bed. Reaching for her, I pull her into my side, and she comes without waking, curling herself around me.
Is this what a relationship is like?
Falling asleep and waking up with someone?
Because if it is, how the fuck did that fucker ever turn this woman away?
Chapter 39
Lissie
“Can a girl enjoy being smothered?”
Iwake, absolutely smothered by Milo.
Somehow, one of his legs is tangled through mine, half his body is lying on top of me, and his head is in the crook of my neck.
And none of this bothers me at all.
I’ve been lying here like this for ages, listening to him breathe. I passed out not long after I got out of the shower the second time. As soon as I stepped out, he wrapped me in a towel, picked me up, and placed me in my bed, but not before he removed said towel, putting it on the side of the bed before he climbed in next to me. And this is the position I’ve woken up in. And I’m not mad—at all.
I’m afraid what they all say about me is true and that, somehow, I’m going to fall for this man. And fall super hard.
If I haven’t started to already, that is.
I get rid of those thoughts. Milo is a good time. And that’s it, right?
So why have neither of you said you want to be with each other? I scramble that thought from my head as quickly as it appears.
“There you go again, thinking so loud.”
“I can’t help it.”
He lifts his head, and his hand goes straight between my legs. “I can help with that.”
I smirk at him. “I bet you can.”
“Lissie, so help me God, if I have to listen to you have sex again, I will find a hotel.” A bang comes on the door, and Milo slips in a finger, not even caring as his thumb finds my clit.
“We’ll be out soon,” Milo yells, not taking his eyes off me. “You will be quiet,” he whispers. I go to open my mouth, but he shakes his head. “Quiet,” he urges, applying pressure. I squirm at his touch and bite my bottom lip to stop myself from making noises, but it’s hard, really hard, when I can feel his body heat all over me, and he is doing dirty, sexy things with his fingers.