LUCIANO'S POV

I stood in the bathroom with a brush in my mouth, but my mind was less focused on it and more focused on Tiffany. The kiss we shared yesterday felt different.

Recalling how her lips parted to let my tongue in not only made me smile, but I could also feel my dick rise at each thought of how our lips were embedded in each other.

"Perhaps I should sneak into her room at night and get an even better taste," I thought but quickly laughed it off. I could imagine father walking in ...