It was funny, and almost eerie, how easily the rest of the world faded away till the sound of cars and people exited faintly in the background. All she could really hear was her own ragged breathing and the pounding of her heart in her ears as she watched him sinking slowly to his knees. Everything felt like it was in slow motion then as she leaned back against the statue a little more, parting her thighs further till his hands moved to her hips.

She was already reaching for her skirt when the instructions came, relieved once more that she had chosen a mini dress earlier that night as it made it easier to hold out of the way. Pressing her lips together she continued to watch him with a heated gaze, waiting breathlessly for him to do something.