Neither of them could resist the pull any longer. Their lips met.
The kiss deepened until Carrie felt her whole body unravel, every ounce of resistance slipping away under Andrew's touch. His hands moved with maddening precision, sliding along her waist, then lower, as though reacquainting himself with the shape of her.
He pulled back just enough to look at her, his eyes dark and intent, a dangerous smile tugging at his lips. His fingers reached for her blouse, working the buttons loose one by one. Each soft click echoed like a drumbeat in her ears. The fabric slipped from her shoulders and fell to the floor, leaving her trembling under the heat of his gaze.
Her breath caught when he moved lower, undoing the clasp of her skirt and easing it down her hips. She stepped free of it, her leg
