Oriana
Gio took my hand and we sped off towards the bedroom.
"Eager much?" I giggled.
"You have no idea, Oriana," he said through gritted teeth and heavy breathing. He scared me a little but, I understood why he felt this way. After we entered the room, he slammed the door shut and quickly locked it, still holding my hand.
He turned to me, gripped my hair and kissed me roughly, forcing his tongue into my mouth. His grip tightened, causing me to whimper into his mouth. I hadn't realised that we had moved until the back of my legs hit the bed.
Gio made quick work of removing my clothes before pushing me onto the bed. I was intrigued by his behaviour. So dominating and tough. Sometimes it's nice to switch it up a little bit. I have already had the gentle side of him, now I get the rest o
