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Milo’s arm locks around my waist. Smiling against my lips, he teases, “Is that the alcohol talking?” but he knows it isn’t. He knows he’s my favorite person in the world, and I’ll keep telling him for as long as he lets me.
The elevator doors open.
I stumble back a step, giggle about it, then make my way out of the elevator.
Milo grabs my hand, holding it tightly in his.
Once more, we head to our hotel room after a romantic evening I never knew I deserved.
But this time, there will be no interruptions.
Chapter thirty-two
Kennedy
We stumble through the doorway of the hotel room drunk on alcohol and each other. I’m eager to get to the bedroom, but Milo doesn’t wait until we’re there to start tormenting me.
As soon as we’re through the door, he walks me backward until I’m pressed against the wall. He cradles my face in one big hand, the other sliding down to squeeze my tit.
I moan as he kisses his way along my jawline, then sends shivers down my spine when he moves his attention to my neck.
As he’s kissing my neck, he peels up one side of my bikini top. My tit springs free and I moan softly as his hand covers my bare flesh, his thumb teasing the stiff, sensitive peak.
Dimly, I remember something about a shower we were going to take, but then he cages me in against the wall and bends to tease my pert nipple with his skilled tongue.
I would fuck him in a pit of quicksand, so a few granules on our skin aren’t likely to bother me.
My body arches away from the wall as he feasts on my breasts. He’s ravenous, tearing off my flimsy bikini top and tossing it behind us on the floor.
His wicked mouth on my tits makes me crazy, then his strong hand skims my side and sends shivers dancing across my flushed skin.
It’s too much to feel all at once. I need a breather, but when I try to pull away, he refuses me, taking my hands and pinning them over my head.
I sigh as he moves in on me, the heat from his body seeping into mine as he continues to kiss me.
“I fucking love the way you taste.”
The roughness of his voice excites a swarm of butterflies in my tummy.
My tummy thrills again as his teeth lightly graze my skin. His lips wrap around my nipple and he sucks, wringing a gasp from my body as I arch toward him.
He releases one of my pinned arms to grab my hip. Taking advantage of the freedom, I slide my fingers through his dark hair, cradling his head as he teases and sucks my nipples, wrenching the tension in my core tighter and tighter with every hot lick.
When he releases my nipple, I moan plaintively. His lips find their way down my bare belly. He stops to kiss every few inches of skin, intensifying the tension as I wait to see where he’s going. I think I know. IhopeI know. But the man is such a damn tease, I won’treallyknow until he gets there.
I hold my breath as he kisses my hip bone and his fingers graze the waistband of my bikini bottoms.
I’m so turned on that when he slides just his fingers into the band and pulls it away from my skin, I cry out.
With a knowing smirk, he looks up as he leans in to kiss my belly. “You want something, baby?”
I lick my lips. He knows what I want. The same thing I wanted last summer when he walked into the apartment and caught me coming out of the shower, naked beneath a white fluffy towel. When he called me beautiful.
He tugs my bikini bottoms lower, exposing more skin that’s usually covered, but not quite revealing my pussy.
When he leans in and kisses the skin just above my pussy, my knees nearly buckle.
He looks up at me with a mischievous glint in his eye, then, still holding my gaze, brushes his fingers over the fabric covering my entrance.
