Just like the first time I felt Damiano claim my lips, I was losing every shred of my sanity. All I wanted was him.
Our kiss was hungry, his tongue exploring my mouth like it didn't want to leave anything untouched. Like he wanted so bad to taste every bit of me.
And I didn't hold back.
Every time I felt him deepen the kiss, I clutched him even closer, silently asking for more.
I felt his hands go into my hair, lightly gripping and pulling all at once. I gasped as I felt him pull my hair hard, yanking my head back and then pulling his lips from mine, a gasp escaped me as I saw his eyes, but this time he looked at me mockingly, his grey eyes taunting.
My eyes flew open, I sat up from my new bed almost immediately, feeling my heart thudding fiercely in my chest and the dampness between my legs.
