TESSA
My legs could barely hold me up.
His hands trailed down my body, cupping my ass while his lips never left mine.
“Cazzo,” he muttered against my lips, taking my bottom lip between his teeth and dragging a bit.
I tried to suppress a moan at how good his actions felt but I failed terribly at that. The sound only made him go harder, his tongue dancing with mine, exploring my mouth.
His palms squeezed my ass. I held on to his broad shoulders. I was falling apart, drowning in this ocean of desire with no safety net.
A part of me wanted to let go, to drown completely.
“Jump,” he whispered against my lips, lifting me up. I let out a small yelp, holding on to his shoulders for support. I wrapped my legs around his waist.
He hissed in pain and I remembered the stab wound. “Stop, you
