I tried to get a chance to talk to Jane but all my attempt were in vain. We were both packed with work, and eventually the day came to an end. Once I clocked out all I thought was whether I should go to the meeting point or not. I got to my apartment, freshened up and decided that I was going to go, well not only to get my neckless but also I really wanted to see him. I was not sure why but I was craving to see him so bad, something in me was calling out to him and I just could not help it. when i got to the hotel and got checked in, one of the hostess walked me to the private penthouse on the last floor. Once the elevator opened the first thing i saw was him, sited there majestically, with an aura that i could not explain. I stepped out of the elevator and the hostess went about her business. Silence filled the room, he did not move nor say a word. I was not sure whether to move or stay still, then he stood up and walked my way, my entire body tensed, my heart started racing so fast with each step, then he stopped, "come here" he said slowly but you could feel the command in his voice, i was not sure why i responded to such a command, i am not one to go by rules but , my entire body wanted to do what he says. I did not even know how i ended up standing right Infront of him until when his hand touched my skin sending waves of fire through out my entire body bringing back the scene of the other night. Now it was just him and me, the world reduced to the scorching space between our bodies, no air no distance, only heat. His breath slammed against my skin, heavy and desperate, each exhale a wildfire setting my nerves ablaze. His lips crushed mine, fierce, demanding, devouring like a hunger that would swallow me whole. I tasted the wildness in him, sharp and intoxicating, mingled with the raw pulse of desire pounding between us. His hand didn't just touch my body, they burned, searing trails across my skin, pulling me into a fevered spiral i never wanted to escape. The scent of him was primal-earthy, magnetic, wrapping me in a dizzying haze of want and surrender. Every heartbeat thundered like a war drum, every breath shattered in the heat of our collision and i was lost utterly consumed, drowning in the violent beauty of us. He laid me down gently on the sofa, fire going through out my body as he traced kisses all over my skin, soft, hunger, leaving a trail of intense heat in each. His hand slid beneath the thin fabric of my panties, fingers warm and teasing, exploring with deliberate intent. A shiver ran through me, the heat between us rising, thick and heavy, i could feel the steady pulse of his desire, the steady rhythm that matched the quickening beat of my own heart, "You have no idea how long i've wanted to do this" he whispered against my neck, his voice low and rough, his breath hitched as his fingers traced gentle circles, "Every part of you" i bit my lips, barely able to say a word, my voice trembled , "Don't stop" his eyes locked with mine, burning with desire, "Never, you make me insane, i want to know what makes you fall apart" he said, his breath hot against my skin, "Then don't stop" i said, completely zoned out, i could not refuse this temptation. He did not just touch me , he clamed me, every movement was deliberate, every breath between us heavy with things we weren't saying but felt so deep in our bones. His hands were everywhere-strong, sure, roaming my body like he owned it, like he has been waiting for this the moment i stepped into this room. My nails dug into his back, trying to anchor myself, but he made the world spin with the way he kissed me, like he was starving, like i was the only thing that could satisfy the ache in him. "You feel like heaven, and hell wrapped into one" his voiced trembling against my skin, I could not speak, all i could do was moan, whisper his name like a prayer, like a surrender. Our bodies moved in sync, desperate and unrestrained every second more intense than the last. I could feel his need in every kiss, every breath, every trembling inch of skin pressed against mine, he looked down on me, sweat on his brow, every burning into me, "Say it" his voice barely a whisper, i breathed, "I am yours, all of me" i covered my mouth as soon as i said those words, unsure how they escaped there. He knew he got me exactly where he wanted me, his lips never leaving my skin, exploring me like a secret, like a confession, tracing fire down my ribs, across my hips, over every place that made me gasp and tremble, "You are shaking, i like that" he whispered against my stomach his voice thick with desire. The room was quiet except for our breathing, uneven and heavy in the aroma of what was left, my body still tingled. We both laid there, saying nothing of what happened, "Are you okay" he asked, unsure of what to say i decided say nothing. "We should stop this, i barely know you and i have slept with you twice now.....now it feels worse than the first time.... well it felt good but leaving me with this emptiness" i said, that was not completely true but thinking of what my goals were for coming here i am sure stepping out of line here. "We can fix that, i know why you came here, yes i do, just so you know i don't go around just sleeping with every woman i see, so i am offering you a deal." he said, his voice firm without shaking. "Marry me"
