I grab her waist and turn her towards me before she could take the steps up to the door. She gasps with a scream, but doesn’t really protest when I pull her firmly to myself and kiss her.
‘It seemed to me that you really liked it.’
‘Not true,’ she laughs, kissing me back feverishly in the meantime.
‘Oh, I’m not so sure about that. And… do you know how I… know? I breathe into her mouth while my hand finds a way under her dress, where I begin to fiddle with the buckle of the stockings.
‘I’m not sure I want to know.’
‘You wanted me. You craved me,’ I suck her mouth in wildly, balancing on the verge of self-control. ‘You were wet, I felt it.’
‘Liam,’ she pants, looking around the street with embarrassment whether anybody can see us. ‘Let’s just go upstairs.’
I agree, but it feels so da
