Page 116 of HER SISTER

It started off as soft.

Each kiss was long and slow—so beautifully slow.

Mili took her time grazing her lips against mine between the slow kisses that we shared.

But somewhere along the way, my tongue slid into her mouth.

And hers into mine.

With each kiss our tongues tangled for dominance, but as soon as Mili's grip tightened around my neck—

She won.

And yeah maybe I won the game.

But suddenly, it felt like Mili was about to finish it.

I gasped against Mili's lips as soon as she gripped my waist with her other hand.

Now everything felt rough—especially with how my fingers had tangled into Mili's curls, tugging at them for my own dominance.

But Mili wasn't backing down.

Especially when she pushed me back onto the large bed.

"Milan," I breathed out as soon as her knee slid between my legs.

Mili only hummed to herself as she remained hovered over me, watching her thumb slide slowly across my bottom lip.

"Show me how much you missed me."

My stomach bundled with a growing heat at her words, suddenly wanting to do so many unspeakable things to this girl.

But Mili had beat me to it—and won.

She had won it all apparently, only leaving me a small slice of victory before flipping it back onto me.

Mili pressed her knee against my most sensitive spot as soon as I wrapped my lips around her thumb.

And I couldn't even stop myself from grinding against her knee—allowing her to watch me entirely as my cheeks grew flushed and my core grew wetter against her knee.

Within seconds, Mili had tugged at the top of my one piece, easily undoing all the work that had previously been done in an attempt to keep it up.

The top half of my body was entirely exposed to her, and she didn't bother hiding her diverted stare.

Mili slid her thumb out of my mouth—but not before bringing it down to my chest, and circling one of my most sensitive spots.

Almost instantly, I felt myself grow wetter as I squirmed underneath her teasing touch, clearly wanting her to guide her fingers lower.

But instead, she managed to flick my nipple with her thumb, easily earning a frustrated whimper from me.

"Milan," I whined as I held her precise stare, hoping she would stop teasing me.

But instead, Mili's lips managed to tilt up in amusement, "Spread your legs more, and maybe I'll consider going easy on you."

Almost immediately, my face grew hot, especially with how her dark eyes were tracing every edge of my face.

But even still, I complied, spreading my legs further apart as I continued to grind against her knee—hoping for her hand to finally slide down lower.

Mili hummed to herself as I slowed down my pace against her knee, "I know you can get wetter," she determined.

I felt my body grow even hotter, especially since I had already gotten the bottoms of my one-piece completely wet—I was now coating her bare knee.

My stomach sunk as soon as Mili pulled her knee away from my core—

But when her hands lowered down to my bottoms instead, I practically felt my heart skyrocket in my chest.

I swear I had never felt so fucking needy until this very moment.

And Mili seemed to be using that to her full advantage, especially as she slowly slid the bottoms down my legs, carefully holding my stare as she pulled them off entirely.

My eyes instinctively rolled shut as soon as Mili pressed her warm lips to the center of my chest before trailing kisses up toward my neck.

"Wetter, Atiana," Mili reminded me as she pressed a soft kiss right below my ear.

And upon hearing her words, I managed to slide my own hand down toward where I was aching the most—knowing exactly what she wanted me to do.

Mili hummed against my neck as soon as a whimper fell from my lips—and I couldn't help but not only arch into her but also into my fingers that were gently rubbing my wet clit.

"Yes baby, just like that," Mili murmured as she nipped at the sensitive skin right below my jawline.

A soft moan bubbled in my throat, "Oh my god," I forced out breathlessly, noticing how unbearably warm my core was getting with each passing second.

And I seemed to get even warmer when Mili grazed her lips against my own—before carefully sucking down on my bottom lip.

Another moan fell from my lips, practically grinding into my own touch as I quickened my pace.

However, as soon as Mili managed to pull back from me entirely—

My eyes seemed to snap back open and my touch completely paused against myself.

Mili hummed to herself as her eyes danced down my body, taking her time as she managed to finally lock eyes with me again.

Even as she grabbed one of my ankles, her dark eyes never broke away from mine—

Yet I could only draw in a deep breath when she pressed a soft kiss to my ankle, still prominently holding my stare.

It managed to make the heat in my stomach double over.

Especially when she hooked my leg over her shoulder and leaned down into me.

And before I had a chance to catch up with her actions, she was sliding her fingers against my wet folds, easily earning a gasp from me.

A string of moans fell from my lips when she began rubbing circles around my clit, forcing my body to curve into her.

I was so open for her, especially with one of my legs hooked over her shoulders.

"Milan, oh my god," I breathed out as soon as her other hand gently pressed against my lower stomach—easily opening my clit up even more to her touch.

Mili only pressed a soft kiss to my lips, as she quickened her pace—

Before instantly slowing back down.

And as she repeated the cycle, I found myself growing closer and closer to my peak that I seemed to be held at due to her teasing actions.

"Stop teasing me," I said as I held her careful stare.

And I couldn't miss the amusement that grew on Mili's face.

"Make me," she challenged.

I couldn't even stop myself from impatiently reaching down to her wrist to guide her hand lower.

And Mili didn't hesitate to comply—easily sliding not one, but two fingers inside of me.

A breathless whimper fell from my lips as I adjusted to her, feeling everything inside of me come undone just from her slow thrusts alone.

Mili curled perfectly into my spot, "My pretty girl," she murmured as her eyes continued to hold mine.

I hummed, which inevitably turned into a moan when Mili deepened her strokes.

"All yours," I whispered breathlessly as I slid my arms around her neck and pulled her down closer to me.

And as I grew closer and closer to my orgasm, I managed to grind against Mili's strokes as she began pressing soft kisses down my neck.

"I missed you," I said, but it managed to come out as a whimper when my entire body grew tight from pleasure.

Mili suddenly pulled away from my neck to press a soft kiss to my lips, "I missed you too, Atiana," she said, carefully holding my stare as she pulled back from the brief kiss.

I dragged my hands up her back before hugging her body to mine—and as my orgasm spiraled around me, I found myself digging my nails into her soft skin.

"I love you."

The three words alone managed to make my body grow tighter, especially with how Mili seemed to be looking down at me.

I could always tell that she meant what she said.

"I love you too, Mi," I whispered as I stared between her perfect eyes.

Mili hummed as she slowly slid out of me—but not before gently grazing my clit and allowing me to ride out my orgasm a little further.

And as my body fell limp, Mili managed to pull her hand away and let my leg down to reciprocate my hug.

A soft breath fell from my lips when Mili nuzzled her face into my neck and deepened the hug.

The hug was warm and long—and Mili's familiar scent seemed to wrap around me so perfectly.

It seemed to make my body relax entirely into hers.

"Homegirl downstairs has to go," Mili suddenly murmured as I continued to slide my hand up and down her back.

I couldn't help but laugh, "She was in on it you know?" I told her, hoping to somewhat soothe any of her nerves that I had previously pressed, "Besides, Xiomara needs to go too," I added, knowing that even the idea of her still being here annoyed me.

Mili only hummed, "I had her leave before I came up here," she didn't hesitate to say, which easily made something inside of me relax, "And I don't care if she was in on anything—she still has to go," she determined, and it was clear that even with Desi being in on it, she was still irritated by the turn of events.

I let out a content sigh, "Anything for you," I said as I began playing with her soft curls.

I felt Mili smile slightly against my neck before she managed to pull back slightly to meet my stare, "Now fill me in on the last few months—it needs to feel like I lived them with you."

I laughed, "Well, for starters, I made some new friends in New York back in March," I told her.

A smile grew on Mili's lips, "Oh yeah?" she murmured as she leaned to press a soft kiss to my lips.

I smiled happily, "Oh yeah, a big group too," I said—giggling when Mili pressed soft kisses to both of my cheeks.

And I couldn't help but giggle again as she trailed the light kisses over to my ear, which she managed to nip at before lowering down to my neck.

I whined slightly, "I can't fill you in with you acting like this Milan," I pointed out.

Mili laughed against my neck but ultimately pulled back to meet my eyes, "I just can't keep my hands or mouth off of you," she determined as her hands squeezed my ass.

I smiled as I dragged my hands up her toned arms, "I've missed you so much," I whispered.

A slow smile grew on Mili's lips, "And I've missed you too, Ati—" she pressed a brief kiss to my lips, "—So much," she added in my previous tone, which earned a laugh from me.

I hummed as my hands continued roaming her body, "You know Mya met her carbon copy?" I joked.

Mili chuckled, "Oh yeah, Ryder told me," she said.

And I couldn't help but tilt my head at her, "So Ryder was telling you a bunch of stuff too?" I asked her, clearly amused by the idea of him playing the middleman.

A beautiful laugh fell from Mili's lips, "So much stuff—I heard about your bar-hopping adventures with Mya in Islamorada," she said, and I couldn't help but smile wider, finding it cute that we had heard about each other.

"Speaking of Mya, you know she made a ship name—"

"Anili? Yeah, I've been hearing all about that one," Mili cut me short with a laugh, and I couldn't help but laugh with her, finding our friend's creativity to be hilarious.

But ultimately, I knew I was grateful for the role that our friends played—knowing that they definitely helped bring us together.

Specifically, Mya, who I know purposefully invited Mili on this trip.

"Let's start with February," I said, knowing that was our first month apart.

Mili hummed, "February," she agreed as she leaned away from me fully so we could get comfortable in the bed together.