He pulled away all too soon and dropped down to my neck, trailing a line of kisses down until he reached my collarbone. His tongue slipped out and swirled around in circles before he lightly bit down. “Leah, I’ve missed this, so much and I’ve missed you,” he breathed out. I pulled his body closer to mine in response, hopefully conveying the same feelings to him.
I felt the same way too, even though I hadn’t realized it until just then. My body was trembling at the anticipation of what was to come next. Chase must have sensed my fear even though it was mixed with excitement. He worshiped every inch of my body with his lips before hooking a thumb in my panties and lifting my shirt over my head all of the way.
He slowly slipped inside of me and we both let out a sigh at the familiar feeling of our bodies connecting together. He placed his forehead against mine, never looking away from me, not once. His eyes were filled with unshed tears and I felt like I couldn’t breathe by the intense way he was staring down at me while he rocked against me. I locked my legs around his waist, hoping I was showing him just how much this meant to me too.
His warm hands slid down my sides, gripping onto my hips to pull me closer against him, as he moved at almost a rhythmic frantic pace, like he was afraid I would shut down again any minute.
“Leah, I love you so much,” he growled out, never letting up. I reached up a trembling hand to run along the stubble on his face. I had no idea how this man could still love me so much after everything I had put him through. And then I screwed it up even more by what I did last night.
I squeezed my eyes shut, slightly shaking my head at the guilt, no I wasn’t going to think about that right now. “I love you too, Chase. More than you’ll ever know.” His gaze turned even more heated as our bodies slapped against each other and I worked to keep up with his quick pace.
Every nerve in my body exploded and I swear I saw stars when I easily found my release. Chase’s body shuttered against me and he dropped down to his elbows, hovering over me. He placed one last soft kiss on my lips before curling his body around mine and we both drifted off to sleep, completely satisfied for the first time in a long while.
Chapter 17
Chase
I woke up and reached out for Leah to pull her small body back against mine, but my hand just found empty space. I switched on the lamp and saw that it was almost noon. I had needed that sleep with my wife.
I couldn’t stay at my mom’s house any longer last night, knowing that I had left Leah the way I did. I tiptoed out of the house in the middle of the night and made my way home. I ran a few thousand different scenarios through my head on the way there. Was she going to be pissed and tell me to get the hell out? Or would she just lay there and ignore me?
What I got instead, surprised the shit out of me, but it was probably one of the best answers I could have gotten. We had reconnected in a way that was so special; I knew I had gotten a little piece of my Leah back. Now I would just have to see what her attitude would be like this morning.
I pulled on a pair of shorts and opened up the bedroom door, on the search for Leah. When I smelled something cooking, I immediately ran into the kitchen, sure that something was on fire. Instead, I found an even more shocking sight.
My wife, looking sexy as hell in one of my T-shirts, just reaching passed the curve of her ass, leaning over the stove cooking breakfast. If last night hadn’t baffled the shit out of me enough, this was really sending my head into a whirlwind, but I wasn’t going to mess anything up. My lips were sealed.
I pulled out a mug and poured myself a cup of coffee before sliding out a barstool and watching Leah while she cooked. I swear she was purposely bending over more than necessary just for my benefit. I bit on my lip to keep a laugh from escaping. If she wanted to put on a show, I was all for it.
“Here you go.” She set down a plate that was piled high and then sat down a matching one in the spot next to mine. If I had known sex would make her feel better, I would’ve tried it a lot sooner.
“Aren’t you going to eat?” She paused in between mouthfuls of food and looked at me. I hadn’t even lifted my fork yet, I was actually in awe of my wife eating. How fucked up was that?
“Yeah, baby. Just glad to see you eating something more than crackers. This all looks great.” We ate our late breakfast in silence until Leah’s phone rang from the bedroom and she got up briefly to answer it.
I took the opportunity to rinse my plate and call my mom to check up on Caleb. I told her about Leah’s change of mood, even though I wasn’t going to tell her why she had such a change of mood. She was happy and relieved to hear about it, but suggested that I still brought up counseling. I knew I had to, but I really didn’t want to piss her off when she was in such a good mood.