Free In the Eye of the Storm by Samantha Chase Page B

earlier and she was confused.  She wanted to get mad just then and remind him that it was she who had been saying this all along.  Why was he suddenly agreeing with her and throwing her words right back at her?  Did he want her to beg?  Cry?  Funny, she never thought Stephen to be cruel, but right now she wasn’t so sure. 
    “You said that didn’t matter since there was nothing going on.  You said that I was being crazy and dramatic about the whole situation.  What…I don’t understand.  What changed your mind?”
    “This.”  With that, he bent his head and claimed her mouth with his. 
     

Chapter Five
     
    The moment his mouth touched hers, Stephen was lost.  He had never craved a woman the way he craved Holly.  At this time yesterday, he would have denied it with every fiber of his being.  But now, standing here with her in his arms, he knew he could no longer deny anything where she was concerned.
    Stephen had no idea when it had happened but somehow it had.  Somehow he had developed feelings for Holly; he wouldn’t call it love, hell no.  But what he felt for her right now, while wildly sexual, he knew that it went deeper than that and that he needed her like he needed oxygen to breathe.
    The feel of Stephen’s mouth on hers took Holly by surprise but it didn’t take long for her to join in and give as good as she was getting.  His lips were so soft and wonderful and as his tongue gently invaded her mouth, she touched her own to it shyly.  When she felt his body shudder, she grew bold.  Chocolate fell to the floor as her arms first wound around his neck and then her fingers were suddenly raking through his hair as she had itched to do all day and it felt glorious.
    Heads changed angles, bodies’ shifted, but all Holly knew was that she did not want this to end.  All thought’s of Ballinger’s and co-workers and friends vanished.  There was only this; this need, this chemistry, this desire to be with this man. 
    If it were possible, Stephen pulled her closer and sighed with the feel of those stiff and glorious nipples up against his chest.  His hands ran up and down her back, keeping her close. 
    He cupped her bottom and felt what had to be the tiniest pair of panties ever created.  It was as if she were wearing nothing and that had him harder than stone.  He forced himself to leave her mouth and work his way across her cheek, to the shell of her ear and felt her sigh; heard her moan.  He kissed her throat up one side and down the other until she was writhing in his arms.
    “Stephen, please,” she begged and if he didn’t reign himself in quick, he’d be taking her right there on the kitchen floor.  The storm continued to rage outside but it was nothing compared to what was going on right there in the darkened kitchen. 
       “Are you sure?” he asked raggedly.  He was a little fearful that she had come to her senses but he had to ask; had to know.
    “I don’t want to think about work, or people or even tomorrow.  I want you, Stephen.  Now.  Please.”  It was all he needed to hear.  He knew his bedroom was a mile away and yet there was no place else that he wanted to be with her for the first time.  Scooping her up in his arms, he hugged her in close and kissed her thoroughly. 
    He kept his eyes on her as much as humanly possible as he walked across the darkness to the stairs and up to his bedroom.  Holly planted kisses along his jaw, his cheek.  Her hot breath felt like heaven.  At the door to his room he placed her on her feet and pressed her against the cool wood.  He needed to feel her against him fully again. 
    She reached for him and arched her back away from the door so that she could be pressed against him where she needed him the most.  He was going mad with want for her.  His mouth claimed hers once more and Stephen knew he could kiss her forever and still not have enough.  It was a thought that stilled him briefly.  To clear his head, he