Free Taking Chances (Learning to Love) by LJ Baker

was to clamp my arms over my breasts to cover myself, but before I could move my hands, he had them pinned back up against the cold door.
    "No," he growled, his voice low in this throat, heavy with need.
    He was breathing faster now, the heat of his breath against my neck, scalding my bare flesh. Leaning in closer, he took my bottom lip between his teeth, biting it just enough to sting, then swirled his tongue over it, erasing the pain, leaving me wanting more. I leaned forward as he pulled back, wanting more, but he moved just out of my reach. Even though I couldn't see him, I sensed that he was enjoying teasing me. I however, was about ready to scream with frustration. I did not want to play that game anymore.
    I needed more.
    As if he sensed my desperate need, or could no longer wait himself, he brought his mouth down hard on mine, crushing my lips against his. His tongue swirled against mine and explored my mouth, before backing out to nibble at my lip. I moaned in soft protest.
    He rested his forehead against mine, his breathing fast and hot, and waited, for who knew what. I started to worry that he was having second thoughts, or that he didn't want me as much as he thought.
    What was I doing?
    He was a stranger. A guy from a club. I came to his hotel room for one reason. Sex. People did it all the time, so it shouldn't be such a big deal, and I wanted it. Sure, I was conflicted about the whole thing, and still, scared as hell, but I didn't want it to stop. I didn't want him to change his mind.
    I leaned forward and pulled his lip into my mouth, coaxing him to continue. He exhaled a sharp breath and slammed his body into mine, taking over my mouth with his. Our tongues moving against each other sent sensations traveling down my body, settling down low, between my legs.
    His mouth traveled lower and nibbled along my neck, as he pulled my arms up over my head, grasping them with one hand, leaving the other available to roam. His free hand danced down my arm, tickling past my ribs and over my belly. Thick, rough fingers grazed along the band of my panties, sliding ever so slightly under, then back out.
    I sucked in a breath, trying to flood my over-stimulated brain with oxygen, before absently holding my breath once again. His hand skimmed over one breast with the back of his hand, and he captured my nipple between his knuckles. My back arched away from the door and I gasped as he tugged and twisted.
    "Breathe," he whispered against my ear, and I released a breath that I hadn't even realized I was holding. But it didn't matter, oxygen was not what I needed at that moment.
    He trailed his lips from the hollow behind my ear, down my neck, coming to rest on my breast where he ran his tongue over one nipple, sending shivers down to my toes. Gently, he sucked the hard nub into his mouth, grazing over it with his teeth softly at first then hard enough to make me whimper in delicious pain.
    Moving down my body, he squatted in front of me and slid my panties down one inch at a time. I wiggled my hips, trying to move him along, but he stopped and held me steady, waiting for me to stop squirming before he dropped them to the ground and allowed me to step out of them.
    Before I had a chance to think, he was back up in front of me, and had me flipped around with my face pressed into the door. He ran his fingers down my back and over my ass, cupping it in his hand as he rubbed his thumb back and forth over the quickly forming goosebumps.
    Alternating between hot kisses and nibbling, he moved from the nape of my neck, up to my ear. At the same time, his fingers drifted further down, reaching between my thighs and dipped into my wetness for one brief tease. My head swirled with dizziness. My breathing was quick and ragged. For a moment, it was almost too much.
    Still facing the door, it was impossible to anticipate his next move. After a pause, his hand once again slid down past my ass, finding my swollen clit throbbing under his touch. He