Unspoken Promises

Vittoria

Heat spread through my body as Dante’s lips moved against mine, slow and deliberate, as if he was savouring every second, every breath. His hands trailed over my waist, firm and possessive, while I clutched onto the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer, needing him closer.

The air between us was thick with longing, a slow burn that had been building for too long. Every brush of his lip