Rushing at her he lifted her up easily without any struggle and got her up against nearby wall saying huskily, "This time nothing, I mean nothing will stop us." before she could answer he was snogging her aggressively, trying hold himself back from ripping her clothes to shreds, his tongue moving about in a fashion akin to a desperate snake, twirling and twisting into hers as he could feel her body start to react, to the invasion of lust, he had commenced. Wanting her, needing her, not caring about anything anymore, just desperate for her hot body, for her nectar to smeared over his lips, and face, as she would climax over him. To thrust into her holy centre and give her ecstasy in the form of the release he would unleash on her.<br/><br/>Practically eating her face off, with the kissing, he would grab her tongue and suck hard, finding her groans, and gasp erotic and tantalizing, making him far more wanting of her. Everything about this moment utter heaven. Nothing and this time nothing would stop him doing what he truly had wanted to do, since seeing her at the airport. Now he could have her and give her himself, let her drink of him, and steal from him, as he would rob her, the most sensual crime, a crime of passion. The ambrosia he wanted.