Yup, I'm still on a Solar Storm kick!
Faster than any man had a right to be, he pushed off the ladder and grabbed her shoulders. A second later, their positions were reversed and she was pressed back against the ladder with his hard body a fraction from hers.
She didn’t even have time to whimper in feminine need at the object of so many lonely nights and frustrated fantasies. His lips crashed down on hers, anger and desire in their touch. His tongue swept her lower lip, demanding that she open up for him. Unable to do anything else, she moaned and allowed him access.