Leo stood up suddenly, pulling her to her feet with him. "Let's go. Now."
Selina's grin was pure mischief.
They slipped out to her car without being noticed, sliding into the backseat like shadows.
The moment the door closed, Leo kissed her fiercely, desperate and hungry, at last letting go of all the tension built up over the years.
Selina kissed him back just as passionately, her fingers getting lost in his hair as she pulled him closer.
"God, I've wanted this," Leo groaned against her lips.
"Then quit talking," Selina whispered, dragging him down on top of her.
Their clothes came off in a rush, buttons flying, fabric tearing, both lost in the heat building between them.
Leo's hands explored every curve, every scar, committing her to memory. Selina arched into his touch, her nails raking down his back.
"Leo..."
"I get it," he said, settling in. "I get it."
When he finally slid inside, they both let out a groan, relief and pleasure mixing together.
