The car slid effortlessly next to a curb at a gas station away from the pumps and without a single word, Diarmid had undone his seat belt and was across the miniscule distance between them and true to his word his tongue was in her mouth.
His lips were hungry and demanding as his fingers held her neck while he kissed her as if he’d been waiting eons to do it again. His tongue was roughly dueling with hers and Lita acknowledged she was kissing him back as desperately. Her fingers were clutching the lapel of his jacket as she held him as close as she could with the console between them.
Her nostrils were filled with the clean scent of him, and her palms could feel the steady rhythmic thump of his heart rate under her touch. She was gasping for breath when he finally released her, resting h
