"Oliver has a sensual touch. I bet he made you feel on fire with how slowly he moved. Did you let him play with your nip.ples?" Milo asked, and I shook my head.
Why the f***k am I actually answering him!?
"Awwh, must have run out of time. I bet that left you a bit frustrated," Milo said, and I fu.cking nodded again.
I blame his deep blue eyes that always pulled me in a trance...
"Let me take care of that for you, cupcake." He said as he leaned in closer.
I held my breath as Milo inched closer and closer to me. His eyes flickered to my own eyes, and then back to my lips. There was agony in his eyes that had the last sliver of my resolve dissipating. My heart was beating faster, and then he pressed his lips to mine hard.
Kissing Milo is a lot different from kissing Atlas or Oliver.
