“We do have all night.”
He captured my mouth with his, then drew in a ragged breath and fisted my hair at my nape and tugged. I let out a whimper, and a fireworks display of desire went off in my body in response. His tongue swept deeper into my mouth, working with an intentional precision that reminded me of all the other things his mouth could do.
His other hand traveled past my waistband but came to a stop at my stomach. The flutter between my legs intensified, growing into a delicious, agonizing throb. Heat flooded my veins, and my skin grew feverish despite the cool air of the room.
Chase’s eyes turned midnight dark as I dragged my fingers down the stacked muscle of his torso. I continued my travels until I reached beneath the waistband of his boxer briefs. Pulling his hand from my stomach, he helped me work them down his hips. I grabbed the hard length of him, eliciting a low groan from the back of his throat.
He returned the favor by sliding his fingers against my slick entrance. I drew in a soft gasp, a shimmering veil of pleasure falling over me. He slid one finger inside me, then another, and stroked me in a slow, tortuously divine pattern. Whimpering, I tightened my grip on him, causing him to utter another feral sound in response.
It quickly turned into a game of who could tease the other person most, and he was winning.
A shiver ran through my body, causing my legs to tremble. “You’re such a tease.” His touch had me so intoxicated, my words left me with a slur.
“I know,” he said, voice husky. “I love teasing you. But right now, I need to be inside you.”
“Yes,” I sobbed. My hips swayed against his hand as another needy sound escaped me. “Please. I need you.”
“I love you.” He dipped his head and placed a kiss on the hollow of my throat. “More than you’ll ever know.”
“I love you.”
We collided again, lips searing together, breathing the same air. My body buzzed with anticipation. I was desperate for his skin against mine, the feeling of him inside me, the way he sounded when he said my name when he was on the brink.
When he pressed into me, we both drew in a breath. A paradoxical mix of relief and longing coursed through me at the sensation being of filled by him. He came to a halt, and I shifted beneath him impatiently, encouraging him to move.
Chase pressed his temple to mine, his inhalations and exhalations shallow. “Give me a sec,” he said, laughing a little. “I was already way too fucking turned on going into this.”
I smoothed my hands up and down his shoulders, giving him time to compose himself. After a few seconds, he pulled out partway and thrust back into me, nudging the perfect spot only he’d ever found. A strong dose of pleasure shut my brain down completely. All that existed was this moment. His body in mine, us together.
The pressure in my core started to build immediately, turning everything a little hazy. I matched his movements, the two of us falling into a perfect rhythm.
“I could do this all day.” Chase rocked against me again, deeper, pulling a soft moan from my lips. “Especially when you make sounds like that.”
With his next thrust, pleasure overtook me. I closed my eyes and sank my teeth into my bottom lip, giving in to the sensation. He stilled again, and I forced my lids to flutter open, finding him studying my face, dark brown eyes serious.
“Are you mine, James?”
My chest tightened, and the deluge of feelings that hit me had nothing to do with sex.
“Completely,” I said. “Are you mine?” I cupped his square jaw.
He leaned against my hand, his expression softening, the tenderness only I got to see shining in his eyes. “For as long as you’ll have me.”
“You’re going to be stuck with me for a long time, then.”
I let out a gasp as he flexed his hips, sending off another surge of pleasure.
“That’s the idea.” His voice was strained.
Chase moved one hand beneath my thigh, lifting me off the bed slightly. The angle made everything intensify a thousandfold. He hit the right spot again, making my back arch and my lungs take in a sharp, involuntary breath. With each rolling thrust, I drew closer and closer to oblivion.
I whimpered, scrambling to pull him tighter against me. “I’m so close.”
“Fuck.” Chase growled. “Me too.”
Reaching up, he slid a hand to the side of my neck. He ducked his head, grazing my ear with his lips, his warm breath fanning my skin. “Be good and come for me first.”
His words alone nearly sent me over the edge. I tensed around him, digging my nails into his back as he thrust again, causing everything but him and the way he worked himself over me to fade. He moved against me relentlessly, over and over, until I was a babbling, squirming mess.
The sensations became too much, too intense, too pleasurable. A string of words left my lips that might have been a prayer or plea, I wasn’t sure. All I knew was that if he stopped, I’d die. It made no sense, but I knew it with a certainty.
“Chase.”
Just as the world around us exploded, I looked up and locked eyes with him.
He slammed against me, his body shaking in release before falling still. With a groan, he collapsed, draping his heavy body on top of mine. His heartbeat hammered against his ribcage so hard I could feel it against my own.
“You’re too hot.” Chase buried his face in my hair spread out on the pillow. “That should have lasted way longer.”
“No way. That was perfect. I love when we finish together.” I ran my hands up and down his arms, tracing the defined swells of his muscles.
He huffed a low laugh and kissed my cheek. “It is a good way to go.”
After another beat, we reluctantly pulled apart, and I darted to the bathroom to clean up. When I returned, he was sitting up against the headboard with the sheet draped low around his waist. I stepped closer, and he tugged me back into bed, wrapping his warm body around me.
Soft lips landed on my shoulder and traveled up the curve of my neck. I sighed, melting against his body. His rough, warm palm smoothed down the side of my ribs, to my upper thigh, and back again. Suddenly, he paused, releasing his hold on me.
“Look at me for a sec.”
I rose onto my forearm and turned to face him. His fingers bracketed my jaw, tilting up my chin. Something that looked like worry skirted his face for a split second.
“Losing you would have been the biggest mistake of my life,” he said. “I’m never letting you go again.”
“Perfect. Then I’ll never have to leave this bed. It’s comfy.”
It really was. Plush duvet, crisp sheets, pillows that were a perfect mix of fluffy and firm. The company was a bonus too. Hell, I’d have slept on the ground as long as I was with him.
His expression shifted, and he gave me a mischievous half smile. “That aligns nicely with my plans for round two. And maybe round three later tonight, after some food.”
“At that rate, I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
“Also part of the plan to keep you in my bed. Can’t leave if you can’t walk.”
I nestled into the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent. A low, satisfied hum rumbled in his chest.
I closed my eyes, relishing in the comfort he always brought me. When I opened them again, my gaze fell to his phone where it sat on the nightstand. The small spiderweb crack in the corner was gone. “Is that a new phone?”
“Yeah,” he said. “Broke the old one.”
I peered up at him. “Dropped it?” Maybe I wasn’t the only clumsy one.
“Uh…” Chase trailed off, looking sheepish. “Threw it against a wall, actually.”
I raised my eyebrows, waiting for him to elaborate. I’d never seen him lose his temper and take it out on an inanimate object like that. It was difficult to imagine.
He shrugged. “Told you. I have a low tolerance for frustration, which includes being apart from you.”
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CHAPTER 60
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EASY LOVE
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