Free Stalked For Love by KC Royale

intake of breath, he could actually smell more of the one he craved, desperately. She smelled so damned good to him, so sweet and innocent, and it took all of his self-control to not react. Her fragrance was so intoxicating, her presence was all-consuming, making his hunger for her take him to place of no return.
    The man was going crazy, his mind continued to race as he could already envision tasting her. He didn’t know how much more he could take, he was so close to snapping. He couldn’t wait anymore, he needed her. He would had devoured her on the table before them, not giving a damn who saw. Once she’d asked him to dance, he cleared his throat and quickly readjusted himself and escorted her to dance floor.
    He had never been so anxious before, as if to pass out. But as they made their way to the dance floor, his heart was thundering so hard he’d thought he might. A few songs later and he was in another realm, as her hands tightened around his neck. This was so much more than he could handle right now, but it was all that he longed for.
    An intimate touch, a merging of their bodies… her gaze fixed on his as he held her close. He found himself grasping her waist even closer to him, pressing himself into her as she trembled against him.
    He needed her to feel what she does to him, and once a soft moan escaped her, he knew the game was over. She wanted him. He didn’t waist another second as he pulled her off the dance floor, and towards he elevators. While one thing continued to plague his mind. Would she actually say yes to a night with him… and a lifetime?   
     
     

Chapter 10
     
    As the door slammed shut, I realized that I was now fully inside his room. I looked down at our entwined hands, exhaled, and looked back up to him. He began to pull me towards him, and I let him. As our bodies met, he began to dance with me, as if we were still on the dance floor in the lounge, with his arm sliding around my waist.
    We had good dancing symmetry as we moved as one, and it was so mind boggling that I felt as if I was drifting. Our bodies slowly swayed to the silent sounds of our breathing, as he gazed solely at my face, and I gazed at his. I couldn’t read his expression, but I didn’t feel the urge to run away from him, so I allowed myself to calm down. I was glad that I wasn’t settling for just anyone, who in my eyes, didn’t even qualify for me.
    Professor Brennan was the only other man whom I’d even considered to be a man, other than my father. My hands slowly slid up his chest, and around his neck, as we slowly moved against each other.  He smelled so dammed good.
    His arm tightened around me, and I gasped near his lips. His nice lips, that I’ve wanted to suck on since I met him. His top lip was thin, but his bottom was a little thicker, and they looks so soft.
    “Thomas?” I muttered, close to his mouth.
    “Yes, Jessica?” He whispered huskily. I had never heard this tone from him before. He sounded so dark and dangerous and I felt my body clenching, as I began to pant.
    “Please,” I begged, as I felt my nipples hardening even more, as I subtly arched my back into him.
    “Please what?” He questioned.
    “Touch me,” I responded.
    “I am, you want more?” He asked me.
    “Yes, much more.” The swaying stopped, and was replaced with slow shallow breaths between the both of us, as he looked through me. He raised his hand, ran his fingers through my hair, and I closed my eyes as he tilted my head back, so that his lips were directly leveled with mine. 
    “I’ve always wanted more, Jessica, always,” he muttered, before his lips connected with mine. I was still reeling over his statement of always wanting more, but my world had literally stopped once he kissed me. His lips were soft and determined, he kissed me with so much passion it was hard not to return it. I heard a soft groan escape him, as his hands trailed down my back, until he reached my backside. As he squeezed both cheeks