They could not walk fast enough to get back under the roof of the villa. The weather was fine. It was not raining. There was no fire, but the way they moved, it was like they were on an urgent mission to get inside.
As they entered the villa, she barely set foot on the floor when he pulled her to him until she clung to him. She encircled her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist, letting him carry her as if she was weightless.
He attacked her lips as if what happened earlier did not stop at all as they continued where they left off a moment ago.
He found himself pushing her to the nearest flat wall until it supported some of her weight so that he could freely move his hands to explore her body.
