Page 104 of The Coldest Winter


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“What do you mean?”

“You made love to me as if it were goodbye. That’s not sitting well with me because that’s not the end of this story. We aren’t saying goodbye to one another. We are taking a pause to figure ourselves out before coming back together, okay?”

He pulled me closer and rested his forehead against mine as he closed his eyes. “I can’t ask you to wait for me to figure my stuff out. Plus, the journey with my vision is only at the beginning stages. I don’t want you to give up your life so you can care for mine.”

“I know what I’m signing up for, Milo. Trust me, I do. I’m not asking that you allow me to wait for you.” I gazed my lips against his and whispered. “I’m asking for you to wait for me.”

His eyes softened. “I’ll wait for you forever, Star. You’re all I’ve ever wanted.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

“Good.” I stepped away from him and smiled as I removed my coat and dropped it to the floor. “I’m staying the night. In the morning, I’ll leave and journey to find myself. In the morning, I’ll begin again. But tonight, I need you to make love to me as if you’re promising me forever instead of saying goodbye.”

His eyes flashed with the same passion I saw the first night he took me in. He reached forward, wrapped his fingers around my white T-shirt, and pulled me back to him. My hands fell against his chest, and my heartbeats intensified as I stared into those eyes I loved so much.

“You want me to show you how I promise forever?” he whispered against the edge of my ear. His hot breaths sent tingling sensations down my spine.

“Yes,” I breathlessly sighed, feeling emotions racing through my system. I wanted all of him that night. No rules, no limitations.

“No reigns?”

“None.”

“And I have until sunrise?”

“Yes.”

His voice dropped an octave. “You’ve made a mistake, Star,” he warned.

My heart skipped a few beats as he said those words. “What do you mean?”

“What I mean is…” His mouth moved to the nape of my neck, and his tongue glided against my skin, creating tiny circles as he spoke. “I hope you’re not tired because this will take a while.”

I parted my mouth to respond, but he lifted me into his arms and took me to the kitchen, where he sat me against the countertop. “Take off your shirt and lay backward,” he ordered as he unbuttoned my jeans.

My fingers wrapped around my T-shirt, and I pulled it over my head, exposing my black bra. I laid backward, feeling the chill of the marbled countertop as Milo removed my jeans down my thighs, and I lifted my hips to wiggle them off, watching the look of sweet discovery find him as his eyes fell on my black lace thong.

His hands wrapped beneath my ass cheeks as he lowered himself between my legs. “Mine,” he whispered as his tongue swept against the thin fabric of the panties. “All mine.”

A pool of heat fell to my stomach as his tongue began lapping up and down. The palms of his hands sat against my thick thighs, and he pushed them apart as he gripped the thong between his teeth and moved it to the side. His hot breaths melted against my clit right before he licked it so subtly, so teasingly that without any thought, my hips arched, needing more attention.

“Please,” I whimpered, tossing my arms to the sides of the countertop and gripping the edges. My legs quivered as he swept his tongue against it again, making my thighs move closer, trying to hold him in place to force more pleasure from his mouth.

He took a finger and moved the panties further to the side, then began circling his thumb against my clit. “I missed you, Star, so please forgive me as I take my time to taste every inch of you,” he said before his face fell against my core. My hips rocked against his face as his tongue moved up and down my lips slowly, then picked up speed as if he were starting to feast on his favorite meal. I cried out for more, feeling every inch of my body heating up from his pleasure as he slid a finger inside me.

I spread my legs wider, giving him more room to breathe me in, and with that freedom, he added another finger. I stared down at him, my heart racing faster as the man of my dreams made love to my pussy as if he’d been dreaming of doing so for the longest time. I fell back on the countertop, twisting and turning as his hand speed quickened. He worked my body like I were a goddess, and he came to my temple for worship. His voice groaned against my core as his tongue intertwined with the movements.

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