It was a public area, but Llara didn't care as she leaned into him, pleasure coursing through her entire body in slow, consuming waves. The world around them blurred into nothing as his presence filled her senses, leaving her dizzy and breathless.
He touched between her legs, and she couldn't get enough. Her fingers roamed over his body, desperate and eager, even as she reached up to kiss him as vigorously as she could. There was no restraint left in her, no hesitation, only the overwhelming need to feel more of him.
He tasted sweet, intoxicating in a way that had her gasping softly for more. It was all she could think about. The taste of him, the feel of him, the way her body responded so helplessly. Finally, she pulled away just enough to whisper furiously to him, her voice low and urgent.
"We should get out of here!" she told him, acutely aware that what she said was already more than enough for him to understand exactly what she was trying to say.
