AlessiaI feel a hand on my face, it's warm, gentle. It's so light, like a feather brushing my skin. It moves from my eyebrows down to my cheek, then lingers on my lips.The thumb stays there, soft and steady. I part my lips without thinking, and it slips inside, resting on my tongue. I close my mouth around it and suck gently."Mmm," I hum, eyes still closed, because for some reason, it feels comforting. Like I'm safe. "Fuck," a low groan cuts through the air, rough and full of heat. I open my eyes slowly, and everything in me freezes. Vincenzo is right there, watching me with a crooked smile. For a second, time stops.
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