DANTE'S POV
The moment she stepped into my bedroom that night, I knew....
I knew deep within myself that I was going to fall for the walking epitome of temptation, that she was.
When she started crying, I warned myself, knowing she wasn't in the right frame of mind for anything like I was thinking. What would she think of me, trying to take advantage of her in such a vulnerable state?
I had resolved only to console her, and then she'd leave. But I guess I wasn't the only one wanting something. She wanted it too.
I confirmed it when she sucked my thumb into her lips, looking at me with that unmistakable desire in her eyes.
My mouth inevitably crashed onto hers, and she responded like she was starving. f**k, I was too.
Tongues tangled, teeth clashing just enough to sting. I tasted sal
