Antonio stared into her captivating emerald eyes.

‘ Beautiful,’ he thought before his gaze fell on her lips and a soft exhale escaped his lips.

Pink, lush, and so inviting. His fingers ached to touch them, feel them against his thumb. But something aches for more. His lips. They ached for a taste, to know what they feel like.

He saw from her throat, her gulp, and he smiled.

“Too bad, I'm not in the mood to break rules,” he muttered with a smirk.

Eloise returned with a similar smirk. She blinked her eyes softly and said, “Too bad, you ain't my type to break rules with.”

With that she...