With her back pushed up against the nearby wall, Gemma could feel the desire Conner had for her. His fingers pulled at her clothing, desperate to feel her soft skin upon his own. The tips of Conner’s fingers managed to make contact with her skin just beneath her shirt before his lips fell to her neck. Anxious that she may stop him at any moment, he moved his touch towards her thighs, preparing to pleasure her in this moment before the sound of someone stepping on glass outside of the building could be heard. They both froze for a moment, both trying to understand who it could have been. Of course, the general worries of it having been someone after Conner soared through both of their minds before the answer to the person’s identity. A gun made its way through the door first, before a unifo
