Massimo smiled, he slowly walked closer to Gina. When he arrived in front of Gina, Massimo slowly grabbed Gina's face, caressed it gently and stopped on Gina's wet lips. "I want you to use your mouth."
"I do not want."
"What?"
"My stomach is uncomfortable, Massimo," Gina said quietly, refusing Massimo's request carefully.
Massimo narrowed his eyes, the memory of the incident at the restaurant this afternoon when Gina suddenly vomited as he forced her to eat more instantly made Massimo curse himself.
"Then take off all your clothes!"
"Massimo..."
"I don't like the smell of Lucas that's left on you right now, because he was holding his daughter," said Massimo curtly.
"Eh?"
Massimo immediately folded his arms across his chest. "Hurry up and wash yourself up before I change my mind and..."
