He kissed her mouth, and moved his lips down her throat. “Now that we’ve defiled my work desk,” he said, “maybe we should move upstairs.”
She rolled her head back, letting him take his pleasure with her. He flicked his tongue on her throat between kisses. He moved a hand up to her breast and began to knead it, his thumb rubbing her nipple. Her body was on fire again, her senses lit up like fireworks.
“Too far …” she whispered. She didn’t want to move.
“With what I’m planning on doing to you, Victoria…” He sucked the skin on her neck softly. “I’m going to need a very large bed.”