My heart hammered wildly as I stared down at a dishevelled, wide-eyed Mia who lay below me. I watched a little dazed as the blush on her cheeks grew redder, the harder I seemed to look at her.
At that moment, it only just dawned on me, what I'd done. I'd just stuck my hands down Mia Collins's bra. I'd just grazed her bre- Oh my god.
My heart quickened its pace.
My mind had gone into boob-stricken cavemen mode, the second I'd located the glorious location she'd planted my phone, and without a second thought, I'd grabbed it.
Stiffening, I swallowed thickly before letting my eyes trace back slowly below her neckline to stare stupidly and let's face it hornily at the place my phone had once lied. To the place where my hand had just lied...
Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, which only made the state of my mind that much worse. I swallowed again, terrible images of what I wished to do to her running through my mind.
Quickly, before I could give my mind too much time to linger, I spun my eyes back up to meet hers.
Mia was staring back at me, her face now coloured several deeper shades of red as her eyes danced all across my face.
She let out a breath and shook her head as best as she could while still lying down below me. "You're such a pervert, I can't believe you put your hand into my bra," she cried while trying to glare up at me. Trying was the key word in that sentence, her mouth was twitching slightly in the way she did when she tried but was miserably failing at continuing to be mad at me.
Letting out a deep chuckle, I pocketed my phone into my back pocket before returning my hand back to its place beside her head on the mattress. I knew now would probably be a good enough time as any to get off of her, but deciding to try my luck, I smiled and leaned further into my hands, caging her in.
I looked down at her, no doubt a smile dancing in my eyes. "It was your bright idea to put it in there in the first place," I teased. "Not that I'm complaining or anything," I added with a wink.
Mia looked up at me, her eyes burning with a look that crossed between a smile and something else. It was something that made me want to kiss her. That could arguably be all her expressions, but there was something about the way she was looking at me now that felt like she was almost challenging me to do it.
Our faces were dangerously close to one another. I hadn't even noticed myself leaning closer to her as I spoke, but it was evident that I had. My subconscious had clearly already decided what it wanted to do.
Mia seemed to notice our proximity as well, her eyes jumping around my face in a dizzyingly distracting manner as her throat sunk in sharply.
I edged in a tiny bit closer, my eyes flicking down to her gentle pink lips, hoping she'd understand what I was asking for. It was practically torturing me how badly I wanted to snag my arm around her waist and kiss her. All I needed was one signal from her to show me she wanted it.
A foreign look suddenly crossed behind Mia's eyes, the brown in them almost swirling. Then my heart jumped as Mia started battling her eyes, hypnotizingly slow while staring right up at me. Drowned of all thought, I just stared back, shocked by the look burning in her eyes. She looked beautiful and sexy all at once, and my hands curled into the fabric and tightened as shameful thoughts washed through my mind.
"Ethan...," she whispered. The way the words slipped off her tounges, so soft, so seductively, nearly made me jump her on the spot.
Then at that moment, she moved one of her hands up to the back of my head and I stilled as she started raking her finger through the locks of my hair.
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Teen FictionWarning: This book is an alternative view of my book ITAAS. It can NOT be read as a stand alone unless you don't mind being extremely confused. ------------------------ Then she decided to torture me by pulling her bottom lip in between her teeth...