The kiss was feral, tongues tangling in a wet, desperate dance. She tasted like cherries and forbidden fruit, moaning into my mouth as I nipped her lower lip, drawing a bead of blood that I licked away.
'God forgive me,' I muttered, but my hands were already roaming, cupping her ass and squeezing the firm flesh through her dress. She ground against me, her heat seeping through our clothes.
'f**k God,' she hissed, nails raking my scalp. 'f**k me instead, you repressed holy bastard.'
Her blasphemy ignited something primal. I spun her, pinning her face-first against the booth wall, my body caging hers. One hand fisted her hair, yanking her head back to expose her throat. I bit down, sucking hard enough to bruise, her pulse fluttering under my tongue.
'You selfish tease,' I growled against
