Alessandro’s point of view.
Everything was fine. I even almost managed to get a hold of my nerves. Well, until he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back into an unexpectedly wild and passionate kiss that had my knees failing, forcing me to wrap my arms around his neck and look for support.
The kiss turned gentle, then rougher than any other kiss we have shared or I have ever received, then passionate, and somewhere between breathtakingly erotic kisses, moans, and groans, I found myself naked and pinned by the huge glass window.
His hair is in disarray due to the multiple times I ran my fingers through it, his lips are swollen and red from the kissing, and his eyes are a shade of dark green that makes my heart stop with the multitude of feelings that filled them. Not that I know each and ev
