“Aren’t they beautiful?”
“Like you, my love.”
God, she was breathtaking. Iris pulled her hand from his, and turning toward him, she pulled the hairpins from her hair. As her red mane cascaded over her shoulders and down her back, she threw away the pins, shaking her thick, wild hair free. She was so incredibly sexy.
Pietro melded into her waiting body, gently grabbing her wanton tresses. He covered her parted lips urgently with his own.
Pietro cupped his hands on Iris’s bottom and hoisted her up. Long legs wound easily around his waist, as she pushed her mound tentatively into his crotch.
Dio mio. He wanted her so urgently, but he must control himself and slow her down, too. He knew she was a virgin, and his only mission was to make this spectacular for her. She would call the shots o
