MILA'S POV
I had never felt the way I felt at that moment! The stroke of his fingers underneath my polo shirt, the feel of his tongue expertly navigating down my neckline, the way his chiseled abs felt, so close to mine. These feelings were quite foreign to me, but I was very much interested in exploring them. I couldn't help the loud moans that Carter's touches and kisses elicited from me, and I didn't comprehend the words I said before they came out of my mouth. All I cared about at that point was for this exotic feeling to continue.
I clasped my legs around Carter's waist in a bid to get him closer. But truth be told, how much more closer could he get? We were practically stuck glue! I felt him tug at his polo shirt I had worn earlier that night. With assistance from my raised hands
