Chapter 11 Desire but not for lust

Salvatore's p.o.v

My trouser tightened as I remembered the shift outline of her breast and her nipples, peeking out from that curve hugging dress she was wearing. I had lost control immediately, control I had held on to when her tongue swiped on my neckline.

Control I had held onto when her soft breath tickled my skin. I had grabbed her in, and