Savio’s POV.
She tasted exactly how I expected her to taste, and way more better than I imagined. Her lips were soft, sweet, warm and addictive, with a hint of that intoxicating vanilla that was constantly hovering around her.
For a moment, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t think, I couldn’t understand anything other than the fact that Fiona had leaned forward, wrapped her arm around my neck and kissed me.
She was still kissing me…
She was…
I slowly wrap my arms around her slender waist and press her soft body to mine, chest expanding as I deepened the kiss, nearly groaning at how f*****g sweet she tasted. She whimpered, a sound that drove me crazy, a sound which I swallowed as I deepened the kiss and shifts even closer to her. The feeling of her body pressed against mine made everything ar
