I did not see that coming.
But I'm not complaining either.
Was it the beer? No. Luca didn't seem drunk at all. But what do I know? I had never seen him drunk before.
But with the way he was kissing me, it seemed like his desire had been doubled. Or tripled. For some reason, it reminded me of our very first kiss, in that dark corridor in the palace after we both escaped from the party.
But he wasn't reigning in his passion like that time.
His hands cupped my jaw, holding my face just where he wanted it as his soft lips and tongue roughly ravaged mine. The room was completely dark, and it only made me more aware of his heavy grunts and low moans as he pushed me backward until I felt the wall against my back.
