Vincenzo’s hands tangled in Camilla’s hair, pulling her closer, his tongue claiming her mouth with raw need.

The taste of her only intensified his hunger, and he deepened the kiss until it stole the very air from their lungs.

Camilla responded just as fiercely, her nails dragging down his back, a low moan escaping her lips.

After a moment, Vincenzo pulled back from the kiss, both of them gasping for air. His gaze locked on hers, dark and smoldering with an undeniable desire.

Without a ...