Scarlett Mafiosso

"Scarlett" hisses in warning as he jumps up from his chair and walks towards me, wearing only shorts, his entire body covered in tattoos, he looks incredibly sexy, it makes me feel hot.
"Mafiosso," I mutter the nickname I made up for him as he stands close to me.
"You do realize there are 10 other men living here who could see you?" he asked, looking into my eyes.
"Let them look, I have a great body, I'm not ashamed of it," I answer boldly.
"Everyone may like my body, but no one can have it," I added.
'Scarlett' he growls my name sexily and traps me between the counter and his body, placing his huge hands on either side of my hips.
"Adriano" I whisper his name quietly, looking him straight in the eyes, he is leaning over me, his face is close to mine, my heart is in my throat.
,,I would like to try something...can I?'' he asked looking at my mouth, I couldn't say a word, so I nodded yes.
"He grabbed my neck with his right hand and pulled me closer, our lips touched, I raised my hand and ran my fingers through his hair, I pulled gently, he growled, and then I took advantage of it and slipped my tongue into his mouth, our tongues working together perfectly, in common rhythm. Grabbing my hips, he sat me down on the counter, without breaking our heated kiss, my legs automatically wrapped around his waist and I pulled him as close to me as I could.
"You're touching me again," I purred as soon as we broke our passionate kiss to gasp for air.
"I don't know how you do it, but I don't feel disgusted, on the contrary, I like your touch," he replied quietly, looking straight into my eyes.
"You have such beautiful eyes, they calm me down," he added, a smile immediately appeared on my face, I didn't expect such compliments from him.