“Kiss me. I want to feel something else than this pain.” She shuddered. “Please, Savio, make me forget.” Screw it. Who was I to deny her? Cupping her face, I kissed her lightly, fully determined to leave it at a chaste kiss, but Gemma’s scent and the warmth radiating from her was too much for my non-existent self-control. My tongue stroked along her lips, tasting the saltiness of tears, and something sweeter. Unable to resist, I parted her and dipped my tongue into her mouth.
NO WAIT TILL MARRIAGE GEM
