He downed his beer. Slammed the glass on a nearby table, then grabbed her hand and moved quickly towards the door.
Once outside he spun her around. He paused. She looked up into this dark eyes, they were full of desire, of lust.
“Didn’t you like that?” She pressed her body into his. He was hard. “Oh, so you did.”
“Too much,” he mumbled and placed his lips on her passionately while wrapping his hands around her waist to pull her into him. “I don’t like waiting.”
“Me either.” She felt his anger soften further at her words. “You know I’m worth waiting for.”
“Hmmm… you are.” His hands moved down over her buttocks, squeezing them. She gasped as the pleasure tore through her.
Zoe knew she couldn’t resist him any longer, the little play act inside she’d executed took the last of her resolve. She kissed him back, hard, her movement over his lips full of need. Her head spun with desire, as their bodies began to tune into each other’s.
“Come on.” He pulled away.
“Where?” It was almost like last night. The desire took them both over and they just had to finish what was started. Really, she didn’t care where just as long as it was close.
He dragged her across to the laneway to a small building she’d never noticed at the showgrounds before.
“Here.”
