She sees him across the room. He seems to be looking at her as intently as she is looking at him. Something in his eyes draw her to him. They each take a step forward and another until they meet halfway. She can only look at him, her eyes glued to his lips. He notices her looking and moves in, taking the back of her neck in his hand, he pulls her to him and kisses her slowly, his lips languishing on hers. He pushes her mouth open gently with his tongue, then snakes it in slowly, sinuously. He hears the small sounds of pleasure coming from the back of her throat as she gives him back what he is giving her.
He breaks off the kiss, and looks deep into her eyes, then takes her hand and pulls her out of the room. The party is going full blast, no one notices them leaving, not her date, not his. He hails a cab, and mutters an address to the cabbie. He takes her in his arms and kisses her until the cab stops. He helps her out, and escorts her to the door, unlocking it and with his hand on her back presses her into the house.
He turns her around before he kicks the door shut with his foot, and kisses her again, this time his hands on her shoulders, flowing down to her breasts. they are small, but firm, and high. She shivers under his touch, her eyes have darkened to a shade of blue that is almost midnight. Her lips are swollen and red from all the kissing, her pale cheeks are flushed with desire. His eyes search her face for a sign to stop, she moves forward into him, her own hands fumble with the buttons of his shirt.