Ella shivered as he ran his hands on the side of her breast. His lips left a warm trail down her jaw. She lifted her other hand to his face and cupped his jaw, bringing his mouth to hers. She kissed him her mouth remembering the familiar shape of his lips. She sighed into the kiss, her mouth opening so her tongue can trace his lips.
She pulled away a little. "What are we doing?" She had to ask. She could imagine, yes. But here...in the library? It was like he had taken a page out of her fantasy book.