Chapter 17 Just What I Need
- Milena's POV
- I tilt my head back to give him more access to my clavicles. He pressed kisses on my neck down to my cleavage with his hands flicking my bud that I thought I was going to pass out from too much pleasure.
- My mind was clouded that I didn't ask how he found me or how he got here. His hand is a work of art. I'm glad they're working on my body too. Molding it into shape.