HYPNOTIZED BY HER

She is a drug, He wants to taste, She is deadly, But he wants her anyway, She is fire, He wants to touch, She's a killer, So is he. This woman was both the devil and an angel "You want me to kiss you, don't you?" He asked and she nodded not trusting her voice, he leaned forward kissing her slowly, but the kiss soon moved from soft and sweet, to passionate and needy as his tongue moved into her mouth, causing a pull in her core everything around them going blank. She wrapped her hands around his neck moaning, his member pressing into her, she allowed one of her hands fall from his neck going to his member stroking him through the fabric of his pants. He grabbed both her hands putting them behind her making her back arch involuntary. No words were said but as the mood shifted around them they silently agreed to not stopping. He released her hands pushing her dress off her shoulders. They were both growing impatient, and they could both sense each other's frustration. He pulled away from the kiss pushing her against the wall with her back to him, her harsh breathing echoing around the room. He quickly pulled off his jacket removing his holster placing it on the table before them. He moved behind her, leading her to the table making her bend over her hands flat against the expensive marble used to make it. She moaned as he pressed his member against her core and she realized for the first time tonight that his teasing was his way of allowing her to feel the frustration he felt watching her kiss Eric. "Shit, I get it," she moaned out and he leaned forward kissing along her spine.