Mena
Alessio’s hands found my hips and he pulled me closer until there wasn’t any space between us. The tip of his tongue slid across my bottom lip, then back into my mouth.
I moaned, my body shivering from the bare minimum. That’s how much I wanted him.
I let my arms fall around his chest, and wrapped my legs around his waist feeling how hard he had become.
“f**k,” he breathed, breaking away from the kiss. “How do you manage to look so sexy in the most ugliest color?” he looked down at my green oversized shirt.
“It’s not that bad,” I replied breathlessly.
“It is. Get that green thing off,” he said roughly, tugging on the hem of my shirt and pulling it up over my head. My n*****s hardened as they came in contact with the cold air.
I wasn’t wearing a bra because there was no point in
