Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk.
Nicholas held both of Luciana's hands above her head and continued to kiss her with wild passion, pushing his tongue into her mouth and tasting every nook and cranny, sucking and nibbling on her sweet lips that tasted like aged fine wine that he was getting drunk on.
Luciana, on the other hand, was going crazy with the need that was rising in her body. Why was he only kissing her and not touching her?
Mind you, it wasn't because she wasn't enjoying the kiss. No, no, that was far from it because whatever he was doing with his tongue in her mouth as they exchanged their saliva was already making her feel weak in the knees.
But she wanted more. Oh gods, she wanted his hands on her skin, touching her and making her feel good. She also wanted to touch him and feel his hard, muscled chest and scorching hot skin underneath her fingers.
