She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 288

Every muscle in Miles's body locked tight as she unconsciously rubbed against his chest.

Her soft, breathless whimpers completely scrambled his mind.

He disliked this woman, yet for some inexplicable reason, his heart was hammering wildly against his ribs, entirely out of his control.

"Give... give me ice water..."

Quinn's voice was sweet and intoxicating. His pulse raced faster as he knocked sharply on the partition. "Raise the glass."

Hunter immediately activated the divider, sealing the front off from the heavy, charged atmosphere in the back.

Fighting the dark thoughts clouding his own mind, Miles forcefully peeled her slender arms off him. "Stop moving!"

But Quinn, completely under the influence, was practically delirious.

His voice sounded like nothing more than a faint buzz.

All she wanted was to get closer to the block of ice, to hold on tight so she wouldn't feel like she was burning alive.

She tangled herself around him again, her soft curves pressing flush against his solid chest.

The sensory overload mirrored the exact memories from that night at the hotel, crashing over his brain in vivid detail.

His eyes darkened further as he swallowed hard.

"Quinn!"

Feeling like she had finally secured her ice block, Quinn dragged herself up, her soft lips brushing past his Adam's apple.

Miles's handsome face instantly flushed a deeper shade of red than a summer sunset. This woman really knew every trick in the book!

Touching him, kissing him like this.

She trailed kisses up his neck, inching closer to his mouth.

He turned his head sharply, a disgusted frown marring his features.

Shameless woman!

She was so experienced, God only knew how many men she had kissed like this. He refused to let her kiss him.

Missing his lips, Quinn's mouth landed on his cheek instead. In her hazy state, she thought it was an ice cream cone—so perfectly cold.

She sucked softly at his jawline, leaving a faint, damp mark on his flawless skin.

Miles wanted to push her away, but his hands refused to cooperate. Instead of shoving her, he ended up wrapping his arms loosely around her waist, terrified she might thrash around and hit her head inside the moving car.

She was so unbelievably soft. Her waist was so narrow he felt like he could snap it with one hand.

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