I reached up, grabbed the back of her neck, and dragged her down to me.
My lips claimed hers, full of the urgency racing through my veins.
The kiss stole the air from my lungs.
Stole every coherent thought.
Stole fucking everything.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Milo
The kiss was pure heat.
And I couldn’t help but reach for the flames, the danger, the promise at the other end of it.
Milo’s hand crushed the back of my neck, the touch at once possessive and desperate. The combination was like lighter fluid to the fire already burning through me.
My hips rocked.
Once. Twice.
Milo’s groan vibrated against my lips as his hips bucked up against the friction.
I knew it wasn’t going to be enough.
Not this time.
I wanted more.
I wanted everything.
I wantedhim.
More than I wanted my next breath.
It was terrifying and exhilarating in equal turns.
His hands slid down my back, sank into my ass, then pulled my skirt up and over it.
Then his fingers teased across my skin to grab the waistband of my underwear, dragging them down until I automatically lifted each knee to free the material.
I had no idea what his intentions were until he broke the kiss, until he was pulling at my hips until I had no choice but to lift up.
Losing the press of him had a soft cry escaping me.
But there was a dark promise in Milo’s eyes that sent a shiver thundering down my spine.
His hands just kept pulling.
Then one slid down my thigh to grab me under one knee. Pushing. Spreading. Opening me up.
When he pressed it back and up, my knee hitting the back cushion, I knew exactly what he had in mind.
But I didn’t even have time to draw in a steadying breath before his head ducked and he wasright there.
My breath stuttered out of me.
