Sitting her on his body, he deepened the kiss.
She still had some rationality left in her. Consciously realizing that they were in a restaurant's private room and not knowing who might enter at any given time, she, inevitably, felt a tad nervous.
"Don't do it here. Someone is bound to enter later."
"That won't happen!"
He reassured her with his lips.
This place was under his rule. Hence, without his permission, who would dare to step in here?
Her worries were, thus, entirely superfluous.
Unable to resist him further, she could only succumb to his intense kisses.
She must admit, though, that this man's initial kissing technique was rudimentary.
When he had first kissed her, he had clumsily seized it by force.
Now, his kissing skills were superb and polished, and he made that clear to her.
She was not at all his match.
One lingering kiss, and she melted into his embrace.
