Chapter One Hundred & Eleven

Lucas's eyes darkened as she leaned in, capturing his lips in a smooth, unhurried kiss.

The embrace of her mouth on his deepened, full of passion and urgency. Letting him taste the flavor of the wine in her mouth.

Lucas hungered for more, pulling Emma tighter against him, eagerly exploring every inch of her body, his hands hungrily grasping at her backside. His tongue gaining entrance into her sweet mouth and she welcomed him in eagerly, her own tongue dancing in perfect rhythm with his.

With a primal need, Lucas lifted Emma up with ease, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as their bodies melded together in a tight embrace. The sound of tearing fabric echoed through the car as Lucas ripped at Emma's dress, his urgency seemingly unstoppable. He paused, his expression apologetic as he gazed at Emma.

"To hell with the dress," Emma growled, her voice thick with desire as she impatiently tore at the fabric, eager to feel Lucas's touch on her skin. Ignoring the damage, she al