~VALENTINO’S POV~
The moment her lips met mine, the world dissolved.
The way her breath hitched against my mouth, the way her fingers tightened in my hair like she was afraid I’d vanish if she let go.
I kissed her back with the same desperation, my hands sliding down her back, pulling her flush against me until not even air could slip between us.
Her mouth was warm, sweet, alive, and when she whimpered, I swallowed the sound like a man starved.
I groaned into the kiss, my hands sliding down her back, gripping her waist before lifting her effortlessly.
Her legs wrapped around me instinctively, her dress riding up as I carried her to the nearest wall, pinning her there with the weight of my body.
The heat between us was unbearable, a wildfire neither of us could or wanted to control.
“Dio, you feel good,” I murmured against her lips, my voice rough with need.
My hands found the zipper of her dress, tugging it down with agonizing slowness, savoring every inch of skin revealed.
