Talia's POV
I didn't want it to stop and neither did he. I welcomed the sensation as he f****d me from behind with reckless abandon. It was what I wanted right now, nothing else. I didn't care if Marissa and Matteo came back at any moment anymore.
Suddenly, Lorenzo stopped and lifted me before dropping me on the bed.
"What are you doing to me, Lorenzo?" I whispered as I stared at him with hooded eyes.
"Nothing you haven't already imagined at night."
His voice was decadent. Smooth. It traveled straight to my toes.
With one gentle tug, I pulled him towards me as he towered above me. My body automatically responds to his touch. I could feel the warmth of his breath on my face. His lips hovered just mere inches above mine.
"I want to make you feel good, Talia." His fingers found the hem
