Milo he appreciates a woman, but he really appreciates Ava, "my hand squeezed on her a** tighter, pulling her closer to me, letting her feel me, feel my unmistakable desire for her. She ground her hips against mine, and I wanted to rip off the scrubs covering her body. I urged, my voice probably sounding like the horniest guy in the universe, "let's take this inside." I loved being inside Milo's head, "Milo, are you okay?" Her question brought me back to reality. Since the time she kissed me, I'd been sporting this untamable erection for her. It didn't matter how many times I jacked off; my di** wanted to sink in to her." Milo he doesn't hide his feelings, "you said earlier you didn't think I still want you..." His voice raspy, like he was unable to speak, his breaths coming in pained uneven rasps. Without waiting for an answer, he took his right hand and fisted it against his co**. "Baby, I'm about to burst every effing day just thinking of you." Ava's thoughts were pretty interesting as well, "he laughed, his fingers twirling in the hair that I'd have to leave wet and un-blow dried because Milo, bless the man, did not own a blow dryer. When I had asked for one earlier, he gave me a confused look and said, "what the eff for? To dry my balls?" I love all of Anne's books and this was no exception.
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