The Butler did it

PART THREE - Gah...

Quickly, he pulls you to his chest, wrapping his arms around your waist. You stare up at him, breathing heavily, as he brings his head down to yours, capturing your lips in a searing kiss that causes a deep moan to escape from your mouth. You close your eyes as heat threads its way through your whole body, parting your lips for his tongue and beginning a slow, rhythmic duel for dominance. You wind your arms around his neck and deepen the kiss, the world bursting into little showers of light behind your closed eyelids.

He growls in the back of his throat and it rumbles through you as the kiss becomes more passionate, Gerry crushing you to him possessively before you both pull away, panting for breath. You stare at each other in shock.
His eyes are dark with lust, and your head is spinning like you’ve just been on a rollercoaster. Gerry pulls out a pen and paper and scribbles something down. You take it, and realise dimly it’s his mobile number. You steal the pen from him, gathering your wits, and find a bus ticket to write down yours shakily.
He takes it, glances down at the scrawl as though memorising it, and slips it into his back pocket. He raises and eyebrow and holds out his arms silently.
You step once ore into the warm circle of his embrace, sighing softly as he tips your chin up with a finger to kiss you languidly, exploring every inch of your mouth teasingly before stepping away, leaving you breathless and aching for more.
“G’night, love,” he whispers over his shoulder as he melts into the shadows.