A crack of electricity split the air, the street blurring as a bolt of lightning surged past.
Before Kael could react, Liss's arms snatched him, the world flashing white, and he was whisked away, his stomach lurching.
His vision cleared in her sleek, modern loft, sunlight streaming through floor-to-ceiling windows, glass and steel glinting.
Liss stood before him, her superhero suit clinging to her full tits, narrow waist, and round, perfect ass, her blonde ponytail swaying, her blue eyes blazing with triumph and hunger.
"Fuck, Liss," Kael gasped, steadying himself against the door, his heart pounding. "A warning might've—"
She cut him off, pressing her body against his, pinning him to the door, her breasts firm against his chest, her hips grinding lightly, her pussy warm through the suit.
Her lips crashed into his without a warning, hard and deep, her tongue claiming his, her breath hot with citrus and desire.
