Chapter 17 - Rated- R
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.
