Victor's breath catches in his throat as she teasingly flashes him a quick glimpse of her naked breast before quickly covering herself up again. His heart races, and he can feel himself growing even harder under the pressure of his leather jacket. "Fuck..." he whispers, his voice hoarse with desire. "That was hot."

He reaches out to cup her cheek gently once more, fingers tangled in her hair as he tilts her head back to look at him.

Victor looks into her eyes, his expression hungry. "No," he whispers roughly, "that's not all." He leans in closer still, pressing their bodies flush against each other as he kisses her deeply. His tongue slides past her lips and tangles with hers, demanding entry to her mouth.

His free hand moves down between them, gripping the hem of her shirt and pulling it up over her head in one smooth motion. He tosses it aside, revealing her naked chest to the cool night air.