Our clothes clung to our bodies like second skin, drenched in sweat and tension, as we collided against the door to my bedroom.
His lips moved with a primal hunger over my skin, inhaling me as if I were the air he needed to survive.
I clung to him just as tightly, desperate for more.
He lifted me effortlessly, my legs wrapping instinctively around his waist as he carried me toward the bed.
With a swift motion, Valentino threw me onto the mattress, and for a fleeting second, I saw it-the man beneath the mask of control, stripped bare by the intensity of his desire.
His hand raked through his hair, ruffling it as if he were trying to dismantle his perfection, as though that simple act could restore some semblance of restraint, some scrap of control.
But his efforts were in vain—the tension in his jaw, the way his chest heaved, and the darkness simmering in his eyes, and the undeniable erection pressing against his pants told me that restraint was the last thing on his mind.
My shirt stuck to my body, damp with sweat, clinging in the same way his presence did.
There was something primal, raw, boiling between us—an intensity that had been simmering for far too long.
The sight of him only stirred something dark and twisted inside me, a curl of excitement tightening in my stomach.
I wanted him.
God, I wanted him more than I ever thought possible.
Without thinking, I reached for him, pulling him back to me. He tensed for a moment, as though fighting an internal battle, but when our lips crashed together again, that tension broke, and his kiss was even more desperate than before.
Lust coursed between us, and I moaned against his lips, the same fire from the first night we met rekindling inside me, igniting into something far more dangerous.
He tore himself away, continuing to undress, leaving me panting as his blood-stained shirt hit the floor. The room was bathed in shadow, the only light coming from the city outside, casting long, dark silhouettes across his bare chest. He began to unbutton his pants, his movements with haste.
