KATRINA’S P O V
''Travis!'' I yelped when he suddenly lifted me and made me sit on his lap. He stared deep into my eyes, and I swallowed heavily. He touched his fingers underneath my chin, raising my face to his.
My hands slid onto his broad shoulders and gripped them. I leaned in, slanting an open-mouthed kiss across his mouth, seeing his Adam’s apple bob up and down as his throat constricted in a swallow. He breathed hard, his hands on my hips tightened, and I felt that rock-hard again press between my thighs.
Travis’ hands settled on my ass, supporting them, and in a lithe fluid motion, he set his feet firmly on the ground and stood up. I winded my arms around the back of his neck, clinging to his front like a needy baby koala. ''Let’s have some coffee, baby…''
I nodded, and wriggled around him in an attempt to get him to put me down, but he just tightened his hold on me. ''Put me down. They’re going to see us…''