Slow Burn
Chaos.

That was who she was. Giovanni could see a fragment of her soul. She bared a tiny part of her to him and he didn't know how to deal with that part. She was intensely overwhelming, rocking him off his feet and nearly throwing him to the ground.

He peppered kisses down her now naked body. Her palms flattened against his now shirtless body and she traced the crevices of his skin, taking in his perfectly sculpted muscles. His body looked like it had been carved on mountain Olympus by Zeus and thrown down to earth in the likeness of a human.

Serafina leaned up towards him, staring with droopy eyes as she watched him kiss her, his hair softly caressing her skin. His back spanned across her body. She pressed her hand into his back, rubbing softly around the large expanse of him until they stopped on the small of his back where his back narrowed into his beautiful waistline.

She fell back into the bed with the image of his broad back in her head. He was beautiful. So beautiful. A
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