One of her hands gripped his clothes as she whispered, “You do?”
He didn’t reply. Instead, he kissed her again. Gently. Passionately. He held her nape as they continued to kiss. Ciara felt like she’s truly dreaming. No way Renzo would be kissing her like this.
She moaned as he slowly became aggressive with his kisses. Just thinking how he could have missed her was enough to make him feel too much, that someone else could have taken her away from him.
He can’t get enough of her as she tasted so sweet in his tongue. When they parted and she managed to catch her breath, she bravely looked at him.
“Renzo?” She wanted to ask, but she still couldn’t be sure this wasn’t a product of her imagination. Maybe they drunk too much celebrating his birthday, now she’s having the sweetest dream of a
