Falling

13 | Dance Partner

His lips were brutal. His kiss was suffocating and intoxicating. My hands tightened in his hair and I moved my lips against his just as hard. My body reacted to his touch as he tightened his arm around my waist bringing me impossibly close.

He continued his assault to the corner of my mouth and trailed his kiss along my jawline to the apex of my neck. My eyes kept shut tight as I relished in the feeling that his mouth left along my skin. Shifting my hand from behind his head, I brought it to the side of his face, pulling him back towards my mouth. My mind consumed with need and a body full of want. He immediately met my lips again. I was lost in everything he was at this moment.

I felt his body move me against the wall. My body flush against his, leg in between his own. My heart was racing, skin ablaze as want consumed me. I felt the pure power of his strong body against my own softer one. I felt his need through the bulge in his pants that rested against my leg.

"Fuck," he said while breaking the kiss. "Fuck Amelia," he said while panting heavily. His eyes hooded and filled with lust I smiled back at him. As I was running my hand from his neck to the tip of his shirt a voice had stopped me.

"Never knew you had it in you," my eyes shot to the person beside us. I met the eyes of Mads, and watched her unreadable stoic expression take a once over of our position.

As if it was a slap in the face I dropped my arms from Dante and pushed him back giving me space. Standing up straight I avoided his stare moving my eyes to Mads. She looked hurt almost and it made me sick. Sick to my stomach. I turned towards Dante watching as he straightened out his hair and fixed his pants.

My cheeks flushed.

"Mads listen, I'm so sorry but it's not what it looks like,'' I cringed visibly at the lame excuse I gave her. My head was spinning with the haziness from the alcohol and the pure shock and confusion of this entire situation. My body was still lit with fire, and aching for pleasure. I swallowed at the fact if Mads hadn't showed up, I really would've fucked Dante Brown.

"Um, hate to break it to you but it looked pretty clear to me," she smirked with sarcasm.

"I'm not mad Amelia, just making sure you understand you're currently bumping and grinding with your program director," she reminded me as though it was the most unthinkable thing I could do.

My hands started to shake. I wanted the kiss to happen but I'd didn't plan to confront another person about it so soon. I felt the stare of his eyes on the side of my head. Could still feel the heat of his body just close to mine.

"I have to go," I said and rushed out of that godforsaken hallway before anyone could object. Before he could say a thing.

I ran a hand through my hair and made sure to straighten myself out before heading back to the table to meet Tatum and Rodney's curious eyes. Rounding the table I made eye contact with Tatum first. Her eyes widened.

"Amelia?! You look thoroughly fucked right about now," she smirked and started to laugh.

"Tell me you hooked up with a guy from the bar," she held my eyes now curious as ever.

Shaking my head I said, "no I did not fuck a guy from the bar, or anyone for that matter." She smiled and shook her head in disbelief. I made the mistake of turning towards Rodney seeing his eyes light up and his lips curve into a knowing smirk. I looked away.

"I'm going to grab a cab early is that alright?" I asked while looking at Tatum. She looked confused but nodded her head ok anyway.

"Ok, I'll text you when I get home," and with that I quickly gathered my things and headed for the club's exit.