Maxine Martin's POV
Sh*t! He's kissing me!
The pleasure of Sir Enzo's kiss sank deeper into my mind than the fact that this shouldn't be happening between us. I was drawn in by his fresh breath, and I could tell he'd just used mouthwash, as I could still smell the minty freshness mixing with his breath. I even thought it was the same gargle I'd used earlier when I showered.
But when Sir Enzo started to move his lips, that's when I tasted him. He alternated between gently sucking on my upper and lower lips. A shiver ran through me when he took both of my hands in his and wrapped them around his neck, pressing me against the door behind me.
That sent a thrill through my body. With how hard my heart was pounding, he probably felt the intensity of my nervousness too, especially now that ou
