Anna was startled by Vincenzo’s sudden kiss. A jolt ran through her, and her body went rigid with shock.
Every nerve screamed at her to pull away, yet slowly, almost imperceptibly, she let herself melt into him.
The kiss was sloppy, wet from the rain, and rougher than Anna expected.
Vincenzo’s lips pressed hard against hers, a sudden force that stole her breath.
When he finally pulled back, his chest rose and fell rapidly, his breathing ragged.
Rain streamed down their faces, soaking them both.
They stood there, staring at each other, neither daring to move.
Just as Vincenzo was about to pull back, Anna’s hand shot up.
Her fingers curled around the back of his neck, tugging his head down to hers.
Without thinking, she pressed her lips to his.
It was a sudden, desperate kis
