She moaned into his mouth, moving her hips against his. And he pulled her uniform shirt from her waistband so that he could slip his hands underneath and splay his fingers against her warm skin before fumbling with the catch of her bra.
Frantic for skin to skin contact, he eased her a little to the side so that he could push her bra out of the way and cup his hand around one of her breasts, entranced by her softness, the warmth of her skin, and the way her hardened nipple stabbed into his palm, telling him that she was as aroused as he.
“Oh!”
She moaned as his other hand cupped her bottom through the uniform pants pressing her against his erection.
The way she moved her hips in response turned his blood to molten fire.
He heard himself say, “I want you.”
And heard her answer, “Yes.”
She brought her lips back to his, devouring his mouth.
The world had vanished. Only the two of them existed as he rocked her in his arms, loving the friction that inflamed them both.
“You’re wearing too much,” he murmured.
She laughed softly. “We can do something about that pretty easily.”
He was totally absorbed in her. They might have been the only two people in the universe, until the sound of voices penetrated the haze around them.
Men, coming closer.
“What the hell was all that noise?”
“A landslide.”
“You think it got them?
“Don’t know.”
On top of him, Sophia stiffened. And he knew that he’d made a big mistake. While he’d let himself get all wrapped up with her, he’d trapped them between the rubble and the guards coming down the trail.