Miller’s lips are moving expertly against mine. He pushed my body on the seat of the car as he cupped my face and made me even dizzier.
I gladly welcomed his tongue inside my mouth as he moaned against the kiss. He bit my lower lip and broke the kiss before it would go somewhere else.
“You need to go home,” he whispered against my lips as his forehead is leaning on me.
I pursed my lips in a thin line. “I want you to make me forget,” I whispered back.
Miller shifted and looked at me with narrowed eyes. The alcohol has intoxicated me fully because now, I can look at his eyes even without hesitation.
I can see how he’s holding back right now as his eyes screamed of control but I didn’t care. “I don’t wanna go home…” I whispered as I touched his face.
His jaw immediately clenched at
