Chapter 16
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
STASIE
Idid not have enough drinks to dream him up. Am I dead? Did someone slip something into my drink? I stood there staring dumbfoundedly at the most gorgeous being I’d ever beheld in my life. “It’s you.”
“It’s me.” His voice was deep and smooth, and his lips pulled up in a heart-stopping smile.
This man was devastatingly beautiful with his long hair pulled back from his face.
His eyes were such a pale blue they were nearly white.
His shirt was open at the collar, giving the barest glimpse of his well-muscled chest. I wanted to get closer to him, to touch that skin and feel him against me.
Something tugged at me from deep inside, pulling me toward him.
Like gravity I was drawn to him. It was undeniable, and I offered him my hand. “Do you trust me?”
“Endlessly.” He took my hand in his and electricity sizzled over my skin.
“Then come with me.” I turned from the dance floor and pulled him behind me.
He fell into step with me, and I found myself hurrying toward the door.
Jack called out after me from somewhere deeper in the club, but I couldn’t stop now.
I was going to leave, and nothing would stop me now, not even Jack.
That emptiness vanished like it was a distant memory I couldn’t recall.
His hand in mine instantly chased it away.
Was this madness? Completely. But I’d done crazier things within the last month than walk out of a bar with this gorgeous man who haunted my dreams.
“Where are we going?” A deep chuckle rumbled in his chest, and it sent warmth flooding all over my body.
“Does it matter?” I glanced back at him as I started to jog.
“No.” He chuckled again.
The air was warm this time of year in Florida, making a sheen of sweat cover my skin.
We wound our way past tourists and around swaying palm trees.
Music and the scent of liquor lingered on the air.
Though it was dark, the streets were packed and well-lit.
I ran toward my hotel at the end of the road.
It was nothing special, a typical tropical resort complete with pristine white walls, balconies lining the exterior, and the sound of waves being carried toward us.
We ran through the lobby and right toward the elevators.
Once inside I dropped his hand and pressed the buttons.
I leaned against the wall, just staring at him.
Our breaths heaved, and when the door slid shut it was like a starting pistol had gone off.
I leapt at him, and he caught me around the waist, pulling me close to his body.
His mouth crashed down onto mine and electricity shot through my body.
His lips were soft yet demanding in what he wanted from me.
He backed me up against the wall and shoved his hands into my hair.
He fisted the strands, holding me in place as his tongue dipped between my lips and brushed over mine.
I moaned into his mouth, meeting his gentle laps with my own.
His body pressed into mine and I felt every inch of him.
He pulled back, sucking in deep, heaving breaths.
He pressed his forehead to mine. “By the gods. You taste amazing.”
My lips curved and I pressed a quick kiss to his mouth. “I could say the same about you.”
The bell of the elevator dinged, and the doors slid open.
When two guys stood there just staring at us, I slipped away from his grip and grabbed his hand, tugging him through the doors and into the hall.
They gave dark chuckles. As we walked away, one of them said, “Dude is so lucky. Did you see her?”
The other scoffed. “Did you see him? Hell, I don’t swing that way, but he could get it.”
“Get it?” he whispered to me in a questioning tone.
“You’ll find out soon enough.” I chuckled and pulled my key from the back pocket of my denim shorts.
One quick swipe and the door flew wide open.
I turned around and grabbed the lapels of his shirt, pulling him into the room.
I’d never done anything like this before, but I couldn’t fight the rightness of this.
Everything felt heightened with him this close.
The room felt cooler while my skin felt so much hotter.
We backed up toward the bed, and when the back of my legs hit the mattress, my knees gave out and we both fell back onto the bed.
We bounced in the plush white bedding. The pillows cushioned my head and he landed right beside me.
He leaded up on his side and ran his hands through my hair.
“So soft,” he murmured against my lips.
This was madness. We barely knew each other and yet . . . “Why do I feel like I’ve known you forever?”
He paused, drawing back from my mouth with a smirk. “Perhaps we have . . . in another life.”
That’s exactly what it felt like. Like I knew him inside and out.
Why? How? What was this? Before I could ask him, he took my mouth once more and I couldn’t stop this now.
I needed this, needed him. I reached for his shirt, making quick work of the buttons and shoving it off his shoulders.
He tossed it to the side and leaned back into me.
“More,” he growled and yanked my shirt over my head, tossing it away.
My hands went to his shoulders, pulling him closer to me.
My nails dug into his skin, and I couldn’t let him go.
He popped the button of my shorts and pulled them from my body.
He paused when he hooked a finger in the band of my underwear.
He met my eye and mischief glinted in his heated gaze. “You sure?”
In answer I lifted my hips and shimmied as he pulled them down my legs.
I was bare to him, fully naked, yet he wasn’t.
His face dipped to my neck, spreading open-mouthed kisses over my skin, then lower still to the swell of my breasts.
He took one peak into his mouth, then the other.
With a snicker he blew a cool stream of air over the one.
My back arched and I grabbed on to him hard.
“So responsive.” He ran his hand over my stomach, dipping it even lower between my legs as he kept his mouth on my breasts.
So many sensations bombarded my body. Heat pooled low in my stomach, and I let my knees fall wide for him.
I reached for his pants, yanking them wide open and shoving my hand below the band of his boxers, cupping his length.
I ran my finger over the top, making little circles and spreading the bead of moisture there.
His hand dipped lower and he ran his fingers over me.
My hips rolled of their own accord, silently begging him for more.
His fingers dipped lower and slid into me.
I moaned and grabbed him harder, stroking him to the rhythm he set with his fingers.
We were frantically moving against each other.
Our breaths came in heavy pants, and I grew so close to that height of pleasure.
“More. I need more.” I rolled my hips toward him and rubbed the tip of him against me.
He groaned and pushed me back onto the bed, moving between my legs.
When he looked down at me, I wrapped one leg around his hip, urging him forward.
He gave me a nod and pushed his hips forward, parting me around him.
That delicious stretch shot through me and I closed my eyes, letting my head fall back.
“No, look at me,” he gritted out.
I forced my eyes open to meet his pale gaze as he surged forward. Deep, so deep, pleasure shot through me and I cried out. “Do it again.”
He slowly withdrew nearly all the way out, then back in. His muscles quaked, and beads of sweat gathered over his body. “So hot, so wet. I never knew . . .”
“Never knew what?” I rolled my hips, and he glided against me seamlessly.
“It could be like this. So warm.” He groaned and licked his lips. “Delicious.”
The feel of his skin rubbing against mine sent shivers over my body and I began to quake.
My eyes drifted down to the flat planes of his stomach and how they curled and rippled with each roll of his hips.
The way his body moved was predatory yet gentle at the same time.
I never felt so connected to another soul in my life.
Yet I was connected to him, a man I just met.
“Gods, you feel so good.” His eyes slid shut and I felt myself quicken at the sight of him.
He lowered himself down to his elbows and took my lips once more.
His rhythm became more frantic, and I wrapped my legs tighter around his hips, holding him to me.
With each move he ground against me, hitting that delicious spot that would take me higher.
I followed his rhythm, moving faster against him, chasing that one moment of pure bliss.
Our breaths mingled and sweat coated our skin.
Light exploded behind my eyes and pleasure racked me.
A cry flew from my lips and my muscles contracted around him.
“Fuck!” He pressed his mouth to my neck and nipped at my skin as he too exploded into bliss. Our bodies shuttered in unison. Our moans filled the air. My chest heaved as he sagged against me. His warm breath fanned over my damp skin.
I loosened my legs around his hips and let my arms fall loosely at my side. “Well, that was—”
“Amazing,” he breathlessly finished my thought. A light chuckle played on his lips and he gave my neck a light kiss, then my cheek and my lips, loving me gently. He ran his nose over my cheek and pressed a kiss there.
“Agreed.” I smiled against his lips. The connection between us bloomed and sizzled. It was like nothing else I’d ever felt. I sucked in a deep breath, feeling like everything was right with the world. That pit in my chest was gone. In its place was a warmth I’d craved all my life.