I’ve never experienced anything this intense. My mind is missing in action, and my body melts against his.
There’s only Jase and me.Chapter 32JASEMila’s a wet dream come to life.
We’ve been making out for almost an hour when I reluctantly pull back from her. “Time to eat. You get out first so I can see that sexy ass of yours.”
She’s much more comfortable now and even gives me a seductive look as she gets up and turns around. Before she can move away from me, I grab hold of her hips and bite her left ass cheek.
“Fuck.” I raise to my feet, and pressing my cock against her ass, I rub it shamelessly between her cheeks before I have to force myself to let go of her, or I’ll end up fucking her right now.
“Go,” I growl.
She lets out a chuckle, and when she gets out, she twirls in a fucking circle, and I get a full view of her hot as fuck body.
“Christ, babe, I’m going to fuck you raw if you don’t cover yourself,” I warn her.
Another chuckle bubbles over her lips as she walks into the room to grab a bathrobe. I climb out and take the one she offers me. I slip it on, then grab hold of her jaw and grumble, “I want to do dirty things to you.” I bite her bottom lip and then suck it into my mouth before letting go. “But first, I need to get food in you. Then I can get my cock in that pussy of yours.”
We leave the room and head down to the kitchen. I asked them to prepare a meal for us, and opening the fridge, I remove the food.
Mila takes a seat at the counter, then groans, “Oooh sushi. I haven’t had that in a while.”
I grab us each a bottle of water as well, then sit down next to her.
While eating, I keep feeling Mila glancing at me, and when my eyes snap up, she lets out a burst of laughter.
“What?” I ask, a smile tugging at my lips. I love seeing her so giddy.
“I’m just happy,” she admits before taking another bite. She chews and swallows, then adds, “It feels surreal being with you.”
Tilting my head, I stare at her and try to put myself in her shoes. If I had to love her like I do for three years while she wasn’t interested in me… God, I’d lose my mind.
Getting up, I move closer and framing her face, I nudge it up. “I’m so fucking sorry I was such an asshole, and for not realizing sooner you were the one for me. I wish I could go back and smack my nineteen-year-old self upside the head for being such a dumbass.” I kiss her tenderly, then add, “But I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”
Mila shakes her head. “You already have.”
I glance down at the plates. “You done eating?”
She nods and slips off the stool. I go lock the front door and turn off the lights before following Mila back to the room.
Taking her hand, I lead her back out on the balcony. “Let’s just soak in the water for a while.”
I want her as relaxed as possible before I make love to her.
When she drops the robe to the deck, I let out a groan. Fuck, I’m going to worship her tonight.
We sit across from each other, and Mila’s hands drift over the bubbles from the jets I switched on. My gaze follows the fluttering movements, and then I murmur, “You have beautiful hands.”
“I really like yours as well,” she sasses me.
Winking at her, I say, “They love you as well.”
Wanting to divert the conversation away from anything sexual, I mention, “How do you feel about spending Thanksgiving with our families?”
Mila shrugs. “I’m actually looking forward to it. Just us and our families will be nice. Will Carla be coming as well?”
“I never know with my little sister, but I’m sure my mom will drag her there if she has to.”
“Oh,” Mila gasps. “I almost forgot. Noah and his family are also coming over, with our fathers being twins and all.”
I let out a burst of laughter. “Then we’re in for a ton of fun. Carla and Noah have this hate thing going on between them.”
“Yeah.” Mila frowns lightly. “I picked up on that.”
“Honestly, I think my sister has a crush on your cousin, but she’s too stubborn to admit it.”
Mila lifts an eyebrow at me. “I wonder who she takes after?”
I laugh then shake my head, “Yeah, it runs in the family.”
Mila glances up at the stars, then asks, “Are you excited to start working this summer?”
I think about her question before I answer, “I’m both excited and nervous. So many people depend on me. I’m fucking scared of screwing up.”