His eyes on her as she stepped and turned. The heat of her against him dissipated and left him in a vacuum. It made him want her more. Her hands reached out to explore his chest.<br/><br/>GoodFellow wondered if she could hear his heart pounding like he could. His eyes never left hers. The promise of more and devilment plan to read in those twinkling embers.<br/><br/>He was panting as she stroked down his hard torso. His body tensing to welcome her touch. The soft rattle of her wrists cuff adding to his excitement. He wanted to pull her to him but he held off and wasn't sure why until she glided to his pocket by way of the bulge in his trousers.<br/><br/>She had his loins aching with her expert touch. He was taking those kinds of breaths as his body filled with a fire that she was encouraging. Teasing. And he let her, wanting her to touch him.<br/><br/>"Oh my. No keys. A puzzle that," He said like a groan.<br/><br/>Her hands moved across his body evilly. Her eyes told him she knew exactly what he was going thru. He grinned.<br/><br/>He straightened as Astrid reached into the pocket with the keys. It was all he could do not to throw her down on the hallway and take her right there but she removed her buried treasure and stepped backwards while he watched. The door barred her way.<br/><br/>He chuckled and stepped slowly towards her, "You know what they say about naughty girls who play with the bull."<br/><br/>She was there smirking and he kept coming until he was pressing his hard body against her. He pinned her hands to his chest as he bent to kiss her. His hands touching her as he rocked his hips. His fingers sliding the keys from her grasp and pressed his lips to hers in the kind of kiss meant to have her so hot and bothered she couldn't think.<br/><br/>