His mouth moved over mine, hard and demanding, and I kissed him back with everything I had.
He pushed up my dress. His hand warm against my thigh, moving upward, and I exhaled against his mouth and felt my fingers tighten in his shirt. His hand brushed against my inner thigh and a low sound escaped him as he felt how much I already wanted him.
Then he was sliding the dress off me, easing the straps down, letting it fall in a soft slow exhale of fabric to the floor.
The city lit me from behind. He stood in shadow.
He looked at me for a long moment.
That dark gaze of his moving over me completely, taking all of me in, and I felt it everywhere. Heat moving through me under his eyes, my skin warm and alive and aware of every place he was looking.
Then his hands slid to my waist and he l
