Athena welcomed Antonio's lips when he grabbed her in the parking lot, pulling her into the darker corners devoid of light and cameras. Her back met the cool wall, and she gasped softly as his body pressed against hers.
"Antonio…" she whined when he let her breathe, her voice trembling, before he closed the gap again—one hand holding her waist possessively, the other roaming the contours of her back with hunger.
"Let's hurry to my place…" his voice was feverish, need consuming him.
Athena shook her head weakly, her palms flattening against his chest as she stepped back a little, eyes wide, lips trembling. "I need to go home… need to make some arrangements and return to the lab."
Did he want to consume her? she wondered, ruffling her hair gently, trying to calm the wild beat of her heart. She hadn't been expecting to be grabbed and kissed so voraciously.
