Page 163 of Evil Boys


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He smiles slyly. “I’ll tell you about mine if you tell me about yours.”

Of course he’s going to play hard to get.

I sigh out loud. “Milo …”

“What? I want to get to know you.” He wraps an arm around my waist. “But you won’t let me.”

“We’re enemies.”

He cups my cheek as he leans in. “What if I don’t want to be?”

When he presses the softest of kisses to my lips, I almost, almost forget he’s supposed to be an enemy. His lips eagerly roam mine, his fingers coiling through my hair like he adores every strand, and it’s a kind of love I haven’t felt before.

No number of kisses Jason ever gave me could come close to the kind of adoration Milo pours into them. He pecks me on each corner of my lips like he’s leaving tiny little trails of infatuation. Each kiss is followed by a glance, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes as he leans in to kiss me again and again, until my mind can’t even tell if I hate him or adore him.

Fuck.

I try to push him away, but instead, I lose my balance and slip. “Whoa, whoa, whoa!”

I fall backward, clutching his shirt … and we tumble into the pool.

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Spluttering, I come up for air, wiping the water from my eyes. “Fuck! We fell in the fucking pool! All my clothes are wet!”

He’s laughing like he doesn’t give a shit. “Who cares?”

“I do! Look at me!” I show him my wet red dress and headband.

Goddammit, I did not want this today. I have studying to do.

He cups my face again, looking me dead in the eyes as he says, “I am.”

And I’m suddenly at a loss of words, feeling like I’m floating in space instead of a pool.

Why do those words feel like they have so much more weight behind them than there should be?

He corners me against the pool, placing both hands behind me on the edge, and leans in to press another kiss right below my ear. “We’re already wet now … would it matter if I made you a little wetter?”

Fuck. That made my pussy thump.

He leans up, forehead pressed against mine, as his eyes command me to look into his. Dark, beautiful haunted brown eyes stare back at me filled with complete and utter devotion that leaves me breathless.

“I’ll give you anything you want … Anything you ask for, I’ll do it for you,” he whispers, his fingers coiling through my hair again as he slowly lowers his lips. “All you have to do is ask.”

I shudder when a droplet of water from his lips lands on mine.

“Kiss me then.”

A deadly smirk forms on his lips before he tips up my face. When our lips collide, it’s impossible for me to ignore the thrumming of my heart. He explores my mouth like it’s the first time we ever kissed even though I burst into the Phantom Society building to demand each of their lips to know which one of them it was that was stalking me.

This time it isn’t just to learn the truth, and instead, I’m discovering a whole new side of me filled with longing for a guy who knows exactly what I need and doesn’t shy away from offering his soul on a fucking platter to me.

“We have to stop,” I mutter between kisses.

His lips unlatch, and he presses sultry kisses to my chin, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. I almost melt into a puddle right then and there just from the softness of his lips as they caress my skin along my jawline. “Do we? Or are you just saying that because you don’t think you deserve my kisses?”

He presses more and more to my neck until I’m delirious with need, and his hands slide across my body underneath the water. Each brush as he skitters past my nipples is an even bigger turn-on.

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