Lenore was hardly aware of her clothes even falling on to the floor. The idea of finding her clothes later hadn't even been a thought to her. Why think of that when there were so many other things to think of? Like, would she do it right? What was she supposed to do? Or how much of this was her job to get done, really. There were just a lot of other things that were far more important than where her clothes were to be thinking of, which was evident by the way she carelessly tossed her things and let them fall wherever they may.
For the time being, still, Lenore felt her abilities stay in check. She didn't know how long it would stay that way, but for now it was fine and she was content to be pressed up against Alec - her bare skin touching his, and it felt amazing. She had been pressed up against him before, but with clothes on, and it didn't feel at all the same. She could start to feel herself want it more and more, something she hadn't allow herself to feel much before.
Alec kissed her again, more deeply this time than any kiss before and it was by far the most sexually charged and erotic kiss Lenore had ever experienced. She was up to the challenge, though, and met the tempo and the veracity of the kiss with ease. He had pulled her down closer but she was all but shoving herself against him, the friction between their bodies could practically spark a fucking fire. In the brief moments between a kiss, Lenore's knees tightened against his legs and her body easily maneuvered its way against his, and she moaned softly into his ear.