This kiss has none of the uncertainty of New Year’s. She opens for me at once. She takes my bottom lip between her teeth and pulls. I put both hands on her body because she has spent too many years hiding it and I intend to teach her better.
I grip her hips. I take her ass in both hands. I move up her waist and feel every soft inch the dress displays.
She drags my mouth to her throat.
“Kane.”
I lift her against the wall.
Lilah locks one leg around my hips and pulls me between her thighs. Her dress rises. My hand reaches bare skin above her stocking.
“f**k, you taste good,” I growl into her mouth.
I push my hand higher beneath her dress. She opens her thighs. I touch lace and heat, and she moans.
I can have her here.
She wants me.
I have waited since the first night in her pantry
