She can't resist him

Hawk didn't immediately reply to her question. Instead, he drew her in for a kiss, and Valerie found herself enthusiastically returning it. He gently set her on her feet, still kissing her and expertly rubbing her clitoris through her thong. He was good at this, she thought, as he brought her closer and closer to climax.

He finally broke the kiss, as she was left gasping for breath. He gripped the tiny elastic band of her thong, testing its strength. "May I?", he asked, smiling mischievously while she stood helplessly, quivering with pleasure.

The rational part of her mind warned her that this was dangerous. Letting Hawk have his way with her never lead to something good. However, she wasn't listening to her rational self right now. Her arousal was too great - dangerous or not, she wanted him.

Valerie closed her eyes, her lips moist and her breathing heavy. "Please", she whispered, surrendering to him.

She felt his grip tighten over the waistband of her thong. He pulled in a swift motion, snapping the thin elastic. She felt a sting on her waist and let out a slight yelp, a mixture of surprise and pain. She opened her eyes just in time to see him tucking her now destroyed thong in the pocket of his jacket.

"A little souvenir", he smiled seductively, and moved in for another kiss.

She opened her mouth to protest his destruction of her underwear, but before she could say anything, he was kissing her. She lost all words as his tongue met hers. His hands began to explore all of her body under her dress. Despite a voice in the back of her head telling her how dangerous it was to let her guard down, she gave herself to him, losing herself in the sensations she was feeling.

He spun her around and pressed her against a wall. She shivered as he ran a finger up her spine, admiring her bare back. "You look stunning, Valerie. I've always wanted to do this since I first met you.", he said, kissing her on her neck and shoulders. His hands moved between her legs, and she found herself spreading them apart. As he hit a particularly pleasurable and moist spot, she let out a loud moan.

He brushed her hair to one side, revealing a single knot of fabric, the only thing holding her dress up. She felt a tiny bit of alarm as he began playing with it.

"This dress is just getting in the way, don't you think?", he whispered seductively, his fingers expertly pleasuring her as she felt her legs go weak. She didn't want to lose the only item of clothing left on her body, but she couldn't find the words to respond. Her breathing was shallow, and her body was shaking with electricity. She tried to say something, but all that came out was a groan of pleasure.