Chapter 32. A Naughty Little Tango

His name was barely out of my lips when he crashed his on mine.

Anger forgotten, I let him invade my mouth with uncontrolled lust. I kissed him back and it was just as that night.

Drunk or not, the lust had been potent and passion had been real. He shifted me so we were out of sight.

There was a little corner that could contain both of us. I was slim so there was no problem there.

I pressed myself up against him and let him kiss me.

My gown had a high slit on my left leg. I raised the leg to wrap around him. He caressed the length of it, his fingers moving up till he found my lace pant beneath.

A groan left his lips as a moan did mine.

No one could hear us, I guess. Plus there was old Mozart playing.

“I should not be doing this.” He murmured in my mouth but didn't let go of me.

“No, we shouldn't.” I agreed but still didn't make a move to let go of him as well.

His two fingers moved my lacy underwear aside a