25. Rhythm

Song: Kyle Deutsch- Can't get enough (Haha ironic that his name is Kyle!)

Fair warning, it gets a little hot in here...

We made it back to the hotel in five minutes flat. I was alternating between feeling nervous and wanting to rip Kyle's tux off him.

Oh my God. Where had that come from?

He looked at me strangely as we waited for the elevator. Maybe moving here was a bad idea. It was all good and dandy when we were kissing on the balcony back at the ball but now with some space between our bodies the full impact of the words we had exchanged weighed heavily on me.

That kiss.

I stopped breathing just from thinking about it.

"You okay?" he asked me. I realized, embarrassingly so, that I was standing there staring into space and biting my lip re-living our kiss in my head.

"I'm fine," I said and luckily the elevator opened and I hurried inside. Kyle stepped in after me and the door slid closed behind him. He didn't stop moving though and he kept walking till he was standing a hair's breadth distance from me. I gulped and tried to keep myself from backing into the elevator wall. A loud ding sounded minutes later as the elevator door opened and I sidled past Kyle and out into the hall. Kyle wore an amused look on his face. He was enjoying my nervousness. I fumbled with the key and opened the door, holding it open for him. He stepped in and I closed the door behind him. My heart rate accelerated when I turned around and found Kyle standing so close to me I was sure he could hear my heart hammering away in my chest.

He pressed me against the door and a breath whooshed out of me as his hands traveled down to my waist. He kissed my forehead, then the tip of my nose and by the time he got to my lips, I was ready to tackle him to the floor. The heat from his kiss matched the burn from the movement of his hands which now gripped my hips pulling me against him. I pushed at his jacket impatiently wanting it off him and he obliged and shrugged it off. My hands immediately went to the buttons on his shirt and I pulled, sending several buttons flying. I pushed the shirt off him and he took both my hands and held them against the door over my head with one hand while the other snaked behind me and searched out my zipper. He found it and pulled it down slowly, grazing his fingers on the bits of flesh that were exposed with every movement of the zip. I shuddered and tried to escape his grip and touch him but he kept a firm hold on my hands and continued his slow, torturous descent.

Finally the zip had gone all the way down and he let go of my hands. He pulled the dress down exposing my chest and bent down to get the dress all the way off. I felt his lips kiss along my thigh as he came back up blazing a trail up my body with his lips and feather light touch. He lingered when he reached my black lace panties and hooked his fingers in cupping my hips as he kissed my navel. My head fell back against the door and my breaths came out in heavy gasps. I squeezed my thighs together to relieve some of the pressure form the pleasure incited by his simple yet ridiculously hot actions. He finally made it up to my chest and one hand remained hooked in my underwear, travelling back to cup my behind while the other rubbed lightly over my left breast making my knees wobbly. He captured my lips in his and I moaned into his mouth as our bodies pressed deliciously closer to each other. He moved backwards towards the bed and I kicked off my shoes as I followed him, still plastered to him. We fell back on the bed, me on top of him and my hands went to work unbuckling his belt, all the while still kissing.  He broke our kiss and held my face in his hands.

"I love you," he told me and that was all I needed to rid myself of the self doubt threatening to creep in from the back of my mind. He flipped us over so that he was lying on top of me, pressing his hard body on me into the bed. He kissed me again and from that moment everything ceased to exist as our bodies created a rhythm of their own, laced with the melody of our hearts beating in tandem.

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