'I want you Craig'
That pushed him over the edge.
He grabbed her, pulling onto his lap like he'd been waiting forever. The car rocked from the movement, the console biting into her thighs, but she didn't care.
Neither of them did.
All that mattered was the heat, the way their mouths crushed together, all tongue, heat and hunger.
He kissed her like he was drowning in her. Like he'd never survive without this.
Not letting go, he reached down and shoved the seat backward, making room for her body to press flush against his.
His hands were already pulling at her zipper, and with shaking fingers, he dragged it down, letting the jacket fall away. Her skin was warm, too warm, burning against his as he pushed her shirt up, just enough to expose the swell of her breasts.
