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“Besides,” I say while climbing over her, “you make it really easy to spend time with you.”
I don’t let either of us sit with the weight of those words for too long.
Because if I start thinking too hard about what any of this means, I’m screwed.
Right now, I just want to lose myself in her and forget the rest of the world exists.
Chapter 18
Penny
The moment Miles tosses his wet boxers somewhere behind him, I know I’d let this man do just about anything he wants with me.
I don’t think it’s normal to feel this much for someone. To feel this connected to a man I’ve technically only slept with twice—the first time being against a palm tree. It had been rough, rushed, and wildly uncomfortable,but the way Miles made me come that night was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before.
“Eyes on me, boss,” Miles says as he hovers over me.
Did I seriously zone out while this gorgeous man was climbing into bed with me?
I need to get it together and focus on the fact that I’m about to get thoroughly fucked by this dreamboat.
“Or what?” I volley back while catching my bottom lip between my teeth.
“Or I’ll edge you so hard you’ll beg me to let you come.”
I squirm beneath his stare.
The worst part is that I know he’d absolutely follow through with that threat, but I refuse to surrender that easily.
Trading barbs with Miles might actually be elite foreplay.
“Are you sure about that? I think I can give you a run for your money,” I say.
His eyes sparkle with mischief. “Yeah, boss. I know you could”
Instead of continuing the argument, he kisses me.
I melt against him, trusting this man to take care of me in a way no one else ever has.
As we kiss, his hand drifts slowly along my thigh, tracing lazy patterns against my skin. Anticipation coils tighter and tighter inside me until my pulse feels completely out of control. If he doesn’t touch my clit soon, I’m going to have heart failure.
I widen my legs, silently asking for more.
Miles takes the hint, his hand sliding to my soaked panties.
Water or desire? I couldn’t tell you.
What I do know is that I’m desperate for him.
His finger slips beneath the fabric and nudges my panties aside, sending a sharp pulse of pleasure straight up my spine.
“Fucking soaked, boss,” Miles murmurs against my mouth before gently catching my bottom lip between his teeth.
His finger slowly spreads me apart.
“Do I have permission to feast on your pussy?”
I nod quickly, squirming beneath him while trying to chase more friction.
