Chapter 27

Of all the wonderful sensations one can experience on Earth, Damiano concluded that having Victoria was the best of them all that night.
His large, firm hands pressed against her waist, bringing the structure of her body towards him, while his body seemed to ignite upon feeling Victoria's breasts through the thin fabric of her completely wet dress, grazing the stiffened nipples against his bare chest.
He pulled her red hair, exposing her neck so he could mark the entire expanse of her sensitive white skin. His lips traveled down her neck, and his mouth watered at the sight of her perky breasts so close to his thirsty lips.