He holds the back of her neck, careful not to dislodge her wig as he devours every kiss, every moan.

"I need you," he whispers, using his own slender body to pin her against the wall. His free hand fits in between her legs to finger her, to see if she's wet for him. This is dangerous and they need to be quick. God only knows when someone else might have the thought to find a private hide-away and they'll be caught.

Oh, but the thought of that only has his cock jumping behind his fly. He needs to fuck her, needs to stifle her mouth with kisses, maybe control her breath to keep her silent. A hundred images flash through his mind as he slips two fingers against her clit and then deeper into her slick cunt.

"Need you," he whispers again.