/Mia’s POV/
Ember froze upon hearing my confession. Maybe that sobered him up since his drowsy gaze suddenly got sharp and clear.
“What did you say?” He demanded, and I gulped, unsure if I wanted to say it again.
“I think I like you,” I reiterated, and he smiled, planting a wet kiss on my cheeks before moving to my neck. Letting out a soft moan, I reached for his neck, wrapping my arms around it as he slowly moved down to release my mounds of their entrapment. I winced as he pinched on my hardened buds, groping them while rubbing his hardened member between my legs. Ember didn’t say anything? Why? I thought he would say something after replying to his confession, but he seems more engrossed in making me moan than actually replying to my confession.
“Mngh.” I arched my back as his han
