Salvatore's POV
Five minutes, eight minutes, twelve hours...I don't know how long I have craved this woman. She has this unexplainable charm that attracts me each time I set my eyes on her.
Ever since that day at my lair, yes, _my lair_ my little monster hasn't been at rest for days. I tried avoiding her, but there was no avoiding when her presence was all over the place.
And when I saw her in that red dress yesterday, I felt like hell had rushed down to my crotch. I ended up leaving the shop with a b***r threatening to get out of my tailored pants.
Even while jerking off, her name was the only thing I could think of, her little mouth calling or making gagging sounds as I fill my c**k inside of her.
Tasting her that day was a bad idea if I had known how addictive I would get just b
