His soft lips brushed against his in a featherlight touch that made his heart flutter. Giovanni leaned back slightly the closer he drew himself against his body. He could feel the lines of his toned muscles through his flimsy shirt. Luciano reached up to cup his cheek gently, his thumb tracing the contours of his face as he deepened the kiss. Unconsciously he found himself moving his mouth on his lips sensually.
When his tongue caressed my lower lip as if to ask for entrance, Giovanni instantly allowed him to. Their tongues moved in his mouth, exploring everything in a passionate dance. He could feel the warmth of his breath against his skin and an electric current passed through his body, igniting a familiar fire within him that threatened to consume him.
