Chapter １９

I unbutton the front of my dress one button at a time until I reach my waist, and then I pull the cloth to the side. The hiss of Milo's breath may be heard. "No bra, Grace?" He gets further closer to the point that he is practically on top of me. "Would I also see your pussy if I pull up your skirt?" "If I pull up your skirt, will I?"

I mutter to myself, "There's just one way to find out."

In my presence, he kneels down to his hands and knees. Because of his height, when he is in that posture, his face is almost at the same level as my breasts when they are exposed. I reach out and bury my fingers into his hair, drawing him in until we are face to face and his lips is on mine. "I'll tell you a secret if you want."

"I want," he mutters as he presses his lips on the indentation of my left breast.