“Okay, let’s leave that. Do you like this?” he chuckled with a smirk and placed wet kisses all over her shirt, his lips dragging slowly, deliberately, marking every inch.
“This is wrong,” she whispered, her voice trembling, but her body betraying her.
“Wrong?” he murmured in a husky tone, pausing to unbutton her shirt one button at a time. “Your mouth says wrong, but your body… it’s begging me to continue. Let this happen, Seraphina. Don’t fight me.”
Her eyes fluttered shut. She wanted to move, to resist, but her strength gave out. She melted down calmly, her body giving in because she didn’t have the capacity to fight or even move anymore. She fainted in his arms. Vincenzo stiffened, guilt crawling up his throat. He laid her down gently, staring at her pale face. He felt guilty becaus
