YVONNE'S P.O.V
Somehow, in between locking my lips with Mr Voss and kissing each other senseless, I found my keys in my purse.
It was pure agony to separate from him so I could unlock my door, but we were outside on my porch, and anyone could see us. Besides, I couldn't do all the things I had in mind outside.
The minute we were inside, my back flattened against the door and Mr Voss's lips crashed into mine again with the same urgency and desire as me.
He kissed me passionately, his tongue sweeping over the roof of my mouth in a way that made heat flood my stomach.
I grabbed his lapels, pulling hard enough for my aching breasts to flatten on his chest.
Mr Voss pulled away so we could both catch our breaths, his eyes were glazed with desire as he wanted my face. “Five months” he murmu
