Phoebe
"Do you want to lick it again?"
I had no idea where I found the courage to say that. My mind seemed to be running wild, fueling a desire I hadn’t anticipated. Especially after hearing Adonis’s deep voice and that signature smirk of his—one that only appeared when his bolder side took over his normally shy demeanor.
Maybe I was starting to get caught up in his spontaneity. It was nerve-wracking, sure, but there was a small part of me that liked it. And that part was growing stronger. Like right now.
I grabbed a spoon from the kitchen drawer, feeling Adonis’s eyes on me the entire time. Scooping some milk from his glass, I let it drip onto my shirt—right over my chest—leaving a damp, see-through patch on my white t-shirt.
"Are you teasing me, Cherry?"
"Yeah, I want to know how i
