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The moment her lips touched mine, every single ounce of my self-control shattered into a million pieces. I didn't care about the rules anymore. I didn't care that she was my sister's best friend, or that my family was sleeping just down the hall. All I knew was that Ava was finally in my arms, moaning into my mouth, and her hands were tangled tightly in my hair. I gripped her waist tighter, lifting her off her feet just enough to press her back hard against the bedroom door. A sharp gasp left her throat, and I used the opportunity to slip my tongue inside her mouth, deep and hungry. I tasted the sweet lingering flavor of the expensive white wine from dinner mixed with her pure, addictive sweetness. Ava let out another breathless whimper, wrapping her arms completely around my neck as she kissed me back with an intensity that blew my mind. She wasn't pulling away. She wanted this just as badly as I did. My hands traveled down the soft fabric of her silk pajama top, tracing the curve of her waist before sliding underneath the shirt to feel her bare skin. She was so incredibly warm, and her skin felt softer than anything I had ever touched. I ran my palms up her ribs, my thumbs brushing the sides of her breasts, making her arch her back blindly against my touch. “Miles… fuck,” she breathed out against my lips, her chest heaving as we broke apart for half a second just to catch our breath. Her eyes were completely dark with desire, heavy-lidded and fixed on mine. That was it. Game over. I scooped her up into my arms, her legs instantly wrapping around my waist, and carried her a few steps over to the mattress. We tumbled onto the sheets together in a messy tangle of limbs and heavy breathing. I immediately pinned her down, hovering over her body while my hands pinned her wrists gently above her head. I buried my face in her neck, sucking and biting on the sensitive skin right beneath her jaw. Ava cried out softly, her fingers instantly flexing against mine as her head rolled back into the pillows. The intoxicating scent of her citrus sunscreen and warm skin completely filled my senses, driving me completely insane. I moved down her body, trailing hot, wet kisses over her collarbone before pulling her pajama top completely over her head and tossing it onto the floor. I took a moment to just look at her in the dim moonlight filtering through the window. She was absolutely breathtaking. “You are so fucking beautiful, dork,” I muttered, my voice rough and completely raw with emotion. I leaned down and took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking and swirling my tongue around the tight peak. Ava whimpered loudly, her hips jerking up off the mattress instinctively as her hands broke free from my grip to bury themselves back into my hair, holding me tightly against her chest. The heat in the room was rising fast, making the air feel thick and heavy. I slid my hand down, tracing the flat plain of her stomach before slipping my fingers past the waistband of her pajama shorts. She was already completely soaked for me. I stripped off her shorts and kicked my own sweatpants to the bottom of the bed. I crawled back over her, settling myself between her soft, bare thighs. I was so hard it actually hurt, and I was ready to lose all control. But just as I guided myself to her opening and prepared to push inside, Ava’s hands suddenly pressed against my bare chest. She wasn't pushing me away, but her fingers were trembling slightly against my skin. I stopped instantly, hovering over her as I looked down into her eyes. Her breathing was completely ragged, and her cheeks were flushed a deep pink. “Miles… wait,” she whispered softly, her eyes looking a little bit nervous in the dim moonlight. “What is it, Ava?” I asked, my voice deep and husky. I carefully smoothed a stray piece of hair away from her face, trying to calm her shaking. “We can stop right now if you want. Just say the word.” She swallowed hard, looking up at me with total vulnerability. “I don't want to stop. It’s just… I’m a virgin, Miles. I've never done this with anyone before.”MILES Her words hit me like a physical shock wave. Everything inside me froze. I stared down at her, my heart doing a massive, violent thud against my ribs. Ava was a virgin. She hadn't let any of those other guys touch her like this. Out of everyone, I was the one she was trusting with this part of her. A sudden, overwhelming wave of pure protectiveness crashed over me, mixed with a deep, fierce sense of pride. I was the first. And I was going to make sure it was absolutely perfect for her. My entire mood shifted from wild urgency to absolute gentleness. I leaned down, kissing her forehead softly, and then trailed my lips down to her jaw. “Hey, look at me,” I murmured, my voice dropping into the softest, most tender register I had ever used in my life. Ava lifted her heavy gaze, her beautiful eyes locking onto mine. “Thank you for trusting me,” I whispered genuinely, tracing the line of her cheekbone with my thumb. “I’ve got you, Ava. I promise I’m going to be so careful with y
MILES The moment her lips touched mine, every single ounce of my self-control shattered into a million pieces. I didn't care about the rules anymore. I didn't care that she was my sister's best friend, or that my family was sleeping just down the hall. All I knew was that Ava was finally in my arms, moaning into my mouth, and her hands were tangled tightly in my hair. I gripped her waist tighter, lifting her off her feet just enough to press her back hard against the bedroom door. A sharp gasp left her throat, and I used the opportunity to slip my tongue inside her mouth, deep and hungry. I tasted the sweet lingering flavor of the expensive white wine from dinner mixed with her pure, addictive sweetness. Ava let out another breathless whimper, wrapping her arms completely around my neck as she kissed me back with an intensity that blew my mind. She wasn't pulling away. She wanted this just as badly as I did. My hands traveled down the soft fabric of her silk pajama top, trac
AVA I didn't bother typing a response back. I simply slipped my feet into my fluffy bedroom slippers and quietly crept out of the room, making sure the door didn't make a sound as I walked down the hall to his bedroom. I knocked gently once, then twice. The door swung open, and Miles stood there. He wasn't wearing a shirt at all—only a pair of low-slung grey sweatpants. Seeing the hard lines of his bare chest and abs up close, I immediately thought to myself that coming here might have been a terrible idea. “Dork,” he said, a soft smile spreading across his face. “Are you actually going to let me inside, or are you just going to stand there?” I asked, crossing my arms to hide my nervousness. He stepped to the side, opening the space to let me walk into his room, and locked the door securely behind us. “Is Amora asleep?” he asked, leaning his back against the door. “Yeah. And for some strange reason, I just can't seem to fall asleep.” “I’ve been there,” he said smoothly. He fol
AVA The rest of the evening went by as fast as the wind. The resort staff had arranged a live performer for the evening, a talented acoustic guitarist whose smooth, melodic voice filled the warm night air. I sat back and watched as Aunt Janet and Uncle David slow-danced on the stone terrace. It looked like they were falling in love for the very first time all over again, totally lost in each other's eyes. Chloe's parents eventually joined them on the dance floor, laughing and swaying to the music. Amora’s mother was out there too, but she was dancing with Miles. Come to think of it, I realized I had never actually heard anyone in the family bring up Amora's dad. I made a quick mental note to ask Riley about it later when we were finally alone in our room. The rest of us left at the table kept our phones out, recording sweet videos of the couples dancing under the glowing fairy lights. Chloe and Millie actually tried to involve Riley and me in a conversation or two. The small talk d
AVA “Oh, you are definitely wearing the emerald green one,” Riley said, her eyes widening as she pointed a manicured finger at the silk dress hanging on the closet door. “No questions asked. It literally makes your skin glow, Ava.” “You think so?” I asked, turning to look at the fabric. It was a beautiful, floor-length silk dress with a cowl neckline and a low, open back. It was simple but completely elegant. “I don’t just think so, I know so,” Amora chimed in from her spot near the mirror, where she was carefully putting on a pair of silver earrings. She looked absolutely stunning herself in a soft, blush-pink off-the-shoulder gown that perfectly matched her gentle personality. Riley zipped up her own dress, a bold, royal blue satin piece that fit her like a glove and completely screamed her name. “Amora is right. If you don't wear that green dress, I will personally force you into it. Tonight is my parents' 30th anniversary, which means we all need to look like absolute royalty.
MILES I finished dressing up in my fresh clothes, grabbed my bag, and walked right out of the bathroom. “Miles! Over here!” Chloe waved her hand wildly from a large table across the resort's outdoor dining patio. I looked around the crowded space. Ava, Amora, and Riley were sitting together at a completely different table on the opposite side of the patio, already eating their lunch. I let out a soft sigh as I walked over to join Chloe and Millie instead. “I keep forgetting you guys are even on this family trip with us,” I said sarcastically as I slid into an empty seat at their table. “Well, you never actually come over to check up on us anyway. You're always trailing behind your sister and her bestie,” Millie said, taking a large bite of a fried chicken wing from her plate. I scoffed loudly. “You guys are the ones who are constantly keeping to yourselves,” I said. Without even asking for permission, I reached over and snatched the other chicken wing right off her plate, poppi
AVA“Hey!” I yelled, glaring up at him. “That is mine! Give it back!”“Take back what you said earlier, dork,” he said, holding the towel just out of my reach.“You said it yourself, so what is there for me to take back?” I argued, crossing my arms in the water. From my angle down in the pool, he l
AVA“I literally have the absolute worst news in the world,” Riley groaned a few days later, floating on her back as we swam in her parents' backyard pool.I stopped paddling and wiped the water from my eyes. “What’s wrong? What happened?”“My brother is coming along on the trip,” she said, letting
AVA“Riley won't agree to go to Greece if Ava doesn't come with us,” Lauren, Riley's mom, said, pouting her lips and looking at my mother with classic puppy-dog eyes.My mom stopped cleaning the wine glass in her hand. She looked back at me, then over at Lauren, and then back at me again. She let o
AVA“Harper.”Miles’s voice sounded right behind me, scaring me half to death. I gasped, dropping my hands to the counter.He had a fresh t-shirt on now, his hair still damp. An amused look danced in his eyes. “It is just the two of us in the house, dork. Why are you getting all scared?” he asked,





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