AZZURRA My smile fell, and my breathing shallowed.I met his eyes to see he was owning what he’d said completely, and something about the admission was so incredibly hot, it brought a rush of honesty from me.“Ditto,” I whispered.A groan resounded in his chest, and then he kissed me. Slipped his tongue into my mouth. Pulled my bottom lip between his teeth. Kissing Adriano Giordano made me feel more alive than any drug ever could.I tried to undo the buttons on his shirt, but he grabbed my wrists and stopped me. Something cold settled in my stomach.I worked myself free from his grip, and as if he hadn’t already denied me once, I tried again, only to get the same result.“It’s staying on,” he said harshly against my lips.He wouldn’t let me touch him, not really. And sitting here with my body on shameless display, it suddenly felt . . . humiliating. I pulled away, tugged my dress down, and reached for the door handle.“Fuck no,” he growled, grabbing my wrist. “You got me this hard,
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