The moment Damon stepped from the hall, Flic jumped into his arms, no longer able to put off her desires. Her legs snapped around him, anchoring herself to his body, and she arched into him, desperate to eradicate any space between them. Her dress hiked up around her waist allowing her heated core to press against his abdomen. Only the thin material of his shirt and the damp cloth of her panties kept them apart and she could feel each ridge of his muscles as she gyrated against him.
Their lips met with a fiery passion that exploded with every tease and touch they had accumulated in the past week. Flic parted her lips with a moan, needing her first taste of him, and ran her tongue along his. A vibration of approval rumbled in the Alpha’s chest sending a wave of arousal through her body,
