What the heart never forgets (On hold )

Chapter 17 - What the heart never forgets

Chapter 17

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                Sasha’s POV

I surveyed the ballroom but all my friends and family was no place to be seen. I work my way thru the crowed and stop at the end of the dance floor to see if I can see any of them from there.

Suddenly I feel strong arms being wrapped around my waist and I get spun out on the dance floor, I’m so stunned that I don’t react and just follow the lead my surprise dance partner leads me. He spins me around again and I find myself face to face with him. He has dark brow hair almost black and a fringe of hair is hanging on the side of his face and almost covers one of his chocolate brown eyes. I feel my breath gets caught in my chest and my eyes get waterish. I blink a couple of times and a gasp comes out of my mouth, he’s an alluring devil in a tuxedo.

He turns me around and I spin a prefect circle before I’m back in his arms tighter than before. His’ body feels like fire to me, I can feel his body pressed against mine as we move in sync to the music. His muscular thigh is in-between my legs as we spin around the dance floor and his breathing in my ear sends tingles down my spine. All that exist are he and I; he suddenly dips me and in the process of leading me up standing again he kisses my exposed neck. I stop thinking and let the fire inside me lead me as he leads me in the dance. My arms find their way around his neck and my head is resting towards his upper chest. He smells like a man and my hormones go crazy.

I tilt my head to get a better look at his face. I want to memorize it. First I see his lips that are slightly parted and my automatic reaction is to bite my lower lip and then moist my lips with my tongue. The next thing I know is that his lips are on mine, his kiss is demanding and sweet at the same time, taking my breath away and stealing a part of my heart. The music is playing and we keep on spinning, it feels like we’ve always danced this tune together.

One kiss leads to another and soon we’re heavily making out somewhere on the dance floor still dancing to the music that is being played by the orchestra.

It’s like my body has taken control and my hands find their way up under his tuxedo jacket and I’m desperately searching for naked skin, I’m craving for the feel of it.

He breaks the kiss, takes my hand in his and tells me to come, my heart do a flip of the sound of his deep husky voice.

With a tight grip on my hand he walks me out of the ballroom, I just follow in a daze. My body is humming and all I can do is to let him lead the way.

We reach the elevators and enter, the moment we’re alone inside the elevator he kisses me senseless. His hands are holding my head in place and he deepens the kiss when I moan in his mouth. The elevator makes a ding sound and stops, he takes my hand and walks fast down the corridor past a lot of hotel room doors. He stops outside a door and pushes in a keycard, the door opens and he guides me inside the room.

I reach up and put my arm around his neck so I can feel his lips against mine again. He responses eagerly and press me into the wall and hoist my legs up around his waist. My hands are tugging in his hair and I’m trying to get him closer to me if that’s even possible. The support from the wall disappears and he is carrying me. I don’t have a care in the world as long as he keeps kissing me the way he does. Making my world twirl and my body hum.

He slowly lets go of me so I slid down along his body; he bends down and starts to kiss my neck when I’m standing firmly on the ground. His hands are softly caressing the exposed skin on my back and I can feel his roughed skin in the palm of his hands.  I let my hands guide me as I take of his jacket, untie his bow-tie and starts to unbutton his shirt. I need to feel him, touch him and caress his body.

He has moved his way up my neck and is now biting gently and sucking on my earlobe. I feel the world spin and give up on undressing him as I press my lower body closer to his. He unclasps the strop on the halter-top of my dress and opens the zipper on the side as he gives my mouth what it has so eagerly been waiting for. I drown in the taste of his mouth and his tongue that is exploring the inside of my mouth. I feel despaired when I all to well notice the lack of body contact. I keep my eyes closed and keep on kissing him like it’s no tomorrow. When I finally manage to press myself close to him again I can feel his warm skin on mine now exposed upper body. My dress is just hanging from my hips and I feel like I’ve too many cloths on. I want to feel all of his body close to mine. I caress his back and shoulder blades now that his shirt is gone while I hold him close to me. I break the kiss and start to kiss down his chest and suck lightly on a nipple. He moans in the back of his throat and it pushes me over the edge, the sound of his pleasure hits me and the need for him is overwhelming. I get into a mist of desire and all that matter is to give in to my body’s needs that can only be filed by this half naked devil in front of me.

The gentle touches are past us as we almost fight to get the rest of the cloths that separates us out of the way. He pushes me down in the bed and lays himself halfway on top of me. His hands are everywhere and not enough places at ones. I desperately try to caress his body as much as possible but I want more. I’m astonished by the sounds’ that comes out of my mouth, but I’m to fare gone to care. He places his body on top of me, leaning his elbows on etch side of my face and his legs in-between my thighs. I reach up around his neck to tug him closer to me. He holds stand and stares at me with eyes full of emotions I can’t read. But I see that his desire for me is just as crazy as mine for him. He lowers him self and kiss my lips tenderly, before giving me a kiss field with passion and hope.

All that matters are here and now, I loose my self-control. I just let go as my body trembles with pleasure and I cry out in absolute bliss. I’m floating as his body collapse on top of me and he kisses the top of my head. Just laying still enjoying the after heat in each others embrace for a while.

He roles off me, and drag me with him in a spooning embrace as he puts the cover over our naked bodies. He holds me tight with one arm wrapped over my waist and one under my head. We are holding hands and his tomb is caressing the outside of my hand. I’m still in another world and feel better than I’ve ever done before. I soak up the new feelings with wonder as I’m laying there still enjoying the after waves.

His breathing get steadier in the back of my neck and it sounds like he’s a sleep. I caress the other hand that is lying across my stomach; I feel something hard and lift the cover to take a look.

It’s a ring, and by a closer look I see it is a wedding ring. My body starts to tremble from a total different reason, I scotch quietly and quickly out of his embrace and the bed.

All the content and satisfied feelings are replaced with terror and disgust. As the reality hits me and it hits me hard, all I want to do is to get out of the room and as faraway from this as I can.

I find my cloths and get dressed as quiet and fast as I can. My pantyhose are destroyed so I’ve to do without them. But that doesn’t matter at this point, all that matter is to get out that door and away from the sexy devil.

I find my purse on the floor by the door and leave the dimmed room with shame and no need to look back at the sleeping figure in the big bed.

I hurry to get down stairs, taking the stairs to at a time, feeling my shoes blisters my heals in the proses and rush out of the hotel to haul a cab to get home. In the ride home it suddenly dawns on me the reason why I was at the hotel in the first place. Attending the Winter-ball with friends and family, I take out my mobile and text Peter with shaking hands, ‘I got tiered, so I’m on my way home. Tell everybody thanks for a nice eve. Sasha’

Finally home at my and Peter’s apartment I strip down on the way to the bathroom, lashing my shoes away, tearing the dress and underwear off and dumping my purse somewhere along the way. I desperately need to wash the shame away. I feel so dirty and shattered. Remembering the way he kissed me and hold me I feel pain penetrate the soul off my body. I turn on the shower and enter the hot hard steam, the water soaks my body and my lips start to shiver as the sorrow overcomes me. I try to hold on to the tiled wall for support as my legs feel week and the tears’ get mixed with the water going down the drain.