Ella let out a loud gasp as she was hastily picked up and pressed firmly against the wall. She had missed this, oh so much, the way the weight of his body felt on hers, the way he kissed her and the way he tasted. Merlin, she hadn't know how much she'd wanted him these past four nights until right now when she felt like she might implode without feeling him, all of him, just like this.
She agreed, though, there were far too many clothes despite the fact that she found T terribly sexy in his suit. One hand reached up and roughly tousled his hair, while she kissed him back fiercely, the fire that he had lit burning inside of her. She felt like every inch of her was burning.
With a growl vibrating in the back of her throat, her free hand dug its fingers into the bit of exposed chest beneath his somewhat unbuttoned shirt as the heels of her boots dug into the backs of his legs.