His body immediately tensed to the feeling of hers reaching out to him for more. More passion, more closed proximity-just more; and he was more than happy to oblige. As her fingers ran the cascades of his shoulders and rested in the short length of his charcoal hair, she was able to feel him push her harder against the door until he was allowed to use it as a stabilizing point for them both.
Damning all sense of worry and morality to the unseen mass of darkness surrounding them, Paolo desired to imprint his lips upon her own to ensure that she would never forget the taste or weight of his kiss. He lowered his fingers from her back to the hem of her skirt as she pulled away for breath. However, Paolo was unable to break away from her and divide his lips until they rested on her neck. The
