Surrender To You by C.S. Janey

arms crossed over his chest. The sudden grin on his face made my heart speed up, his hands going to the buttons on his shirt and undoing them, one by one. I paused in my dancing and just watched, transfixed.
    Dropping the shirt on the floor, he pounced at me. With a squeak, I dropped the remote and ran toward the bedroom. At the sudden silence in the other room, I slipped behind the door and waited for him to come through.
    Entering the room, he must have realized my game as he didn’t turn the light on.
    “Oh gee, I wonder where Ellie could possibly be,” he said in an exaggerated whisper. “Come out, come out, wherever you are!”
    Nice try. I wasn’t gonna laugh and give away my spot.
    The slightest bit of light gave me an advantage and I couldn’t help but ogle him as he headed toward the closet. Stefan seriously had to be the sexiest man I’d ever seen. Even if he wasn’t overly muscled, you could still see the strength in his arms and back from the small amount of working out he did. The sight of him shirtless made my body burn with anticipation.
    Seeing my chance to surprise him, I moved out from behind the door as he opened the closet ones and ambushed him.
    “Got ya!” I whooped as I put my arms around his shoulders and he stiffened. “Now you are my prisoner!”
    “Yeah?” His voice came out deep, silky. “And what are you going to do with me?”
    I heard the smile in his voice, both of us knowing it wouldn’t take much for the tables to turn.   He could overpower me with ease. Yet he didn’t move a muscle, standing there in my arms. I’m sure he tried to anticipate my next move, so I decided to shock him.
    Circling him in a slow, deliberate manner, I traced his shoulder with one finger, going down his arm as I stopped in front of him. Running the hand down his chest, I heard him suck in a breath as it stopped on the button to his jeans. Unsnapping the fly, I slid my hand in just enough to tease and laughed.
    “Already excited, I see.”
    “Told you the clothing wouldn’t put me off. You’re sexy in anything,” he ground out. I could only imagine how much self-control it took for him to just stand there, with my hand kept just out of reach to where he wanted my touch most.
    I enjoyed every second we stood there, both still as stone, breathing heavily.
    Then, I moved, placing a hand on each side of his face and went up on tiptoe. Our lips inches away from each other, I whispered.
    “Bedtime.”
    ~*~
    Within seconds, Stefan’s arms were around my waist, his mouth on mine.
    I knew he wouldn’t let me escape. He’d caught me in his web, his strong, warm arms like a cocoon I never wanted to leave. As he tried to gain entrance to my mouth, his hands slid under the shirt to cup my breasts in his hand. I sighed and let him in.
    This is why I didn’t like to let him touch me. Once he did, my heart screamed to stay while my brain yelled for me to get away. And my body, my body was the biggest betrayer of all. It was in cahoots with my heart and I wasn’t happy about that.
    Not because he was untrustworthy or because he had walked away.
    I’d done that to him. I was the one who couldn’t be trusted to act like an adult.
    In my fear, I’d pushed away someone who loved me and had stopped loving myself.
    The thoughts send a wave of nausea as my head began to spin. I knew what was happening. I was having a panic attack and I didn’t want him to witness it.
    Yanking my lips away from his, I pushed on his shoulders. “Let me go! Right fucking now, let go!”
    He backed away, his hands up even as I could see the concern on his face. “What’s wrong?”
    Taking deep breaths, I bent over, feeling as if I’d just taken part in a marathon. Hoping the feeling would go away. But it kept hitting me and as my hand continued to spin as my stomach roiled, I turned and ran to the bathroom.
    “Ellie! What the hell!”
    I heard him yell even as I closed the bathroom door, locking it. Sliding down to the floor,