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“I’m going to kiss you now,” he whispered, seizing her in his arms. “Just act natural.”

No! Jordana screamed, but the word got trapped inside her throat.

In a blink, she was in his arms, flat against his chest, experiencing the pleasure of his kiss for the first time. He didn’t disappoint. He kissed her deeply, thoroughly, and with remarkable tenderness. Jordana didn’t know what to do, but in typical Morretti fashion Dante took the reins.

Forgetting they had an audience, Jordana gave herself permission to live in the moment, to enjoy being in his arms, and his sensuous kiss.

Dante moved his lips against hers, took his time pleasing her with his tongue and mouth.

Goose bumps flooded her arms and zipped along her spine. His caress made her feel alive, oh-so-good, caused her body to throb with desire. He cupped her face in his hands, urged her to come closer. At his touch, her heart jumped for joy. He tasted sweet, like her favorite chocolate dessert, and she was hungry for more. I can’t believe it. This is really happening. Dante’s kissing me and it’s perfect, wonderful, the best kiss I’ve ever had.