Or not talking, as I suspected the case would soon be.
Once we were safely inside my apartment—with the luxury of insulation and central heating—I slid off my boots and started for the living room, expecting him to follow. Chase grabbed me by the hips instead, stopping me. He walked me a few steps backward so I was up against the wall in the front entry. His lips tugged into a grin that was impossible to resist.
“You know…” He dipped his head, planting soft kisses along the base of my throat. One hand slid down my backside and squeezed. A rush of heat ran through my body from head to toe, eliminating any remaining trace of chill as it went. “I could make it up to you.”
“Oh? How’s that?”
His lips traveled up the curve of my neck, hovering over the shell of my ear. “It requires getting you naked.”
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CHASE
Having Bailey on top of me in the truck was a tease in the best possible way, but now it was time for the real thing.
I shrugged off my suit jacket and tossed it onto the desk chair, followed by my tie. With my eyes locked on hers, I crossed the room to where she stood. Her pupils dilated as I placed a hand along her lower back, walking her over to the bed. The backs of her legs bumped the edge of the mattress, and we came to a stop.
She gave me a playful look, batting her eyes at me. “So, what did you have in mind?”
“I don’t know. How mad are you?”
“Oh, pretty mad.” She furrowed her brow and tried to glare, but her mouth tugged at the corners.
“Guess I have my work cut out for me, then.” By the time I was finished with her, she’d forget all about what we’d talked about in the truck. I moved in to kiss her again but stopped as she halted in response, her smile fading.
“What about your”—she bit her bottom lip, cool fingers gingerly tracing from my forehead to my jaw—“your face. Does it hurt? I don’t want to hurt you.”
I shook my head. “Nah. I’m about to be so distracted I won’t remember they’re even there.” In fact, I’d already long since forgotten about both injuries. And the game.
Right now, I was focused on one thing and one thing only.
Bailey unbuttoned my dress shirt, then moved on to unfasten my belt and pants. My fingers landed on the hem of her soft black sweater, and I tugged it up and over her head. Her lacy black bra showcased her small breasts perfectly and hinted that she might be wearing skimpy underwear that matched. In a blur, we were half-undressed and I was fully fucking hard, ready to bend her over the bed, but I had plans before I let things go that far. I undid the button of her jeans and kneeled to peel them off her body before tossing her pants and socks aside. I was right—she was wearing nothing but a hot-as-fuck tiny scrap of black lace that sat on her hips. How the hell did I get so lucky?
“I love undressing you,” I murmured, still on my knees in front of her. “It’s like unwrapping a present.”
Slowly, I kissed my way back up the soft skin between her legs. Nudging them a little wider, I grasped her inner thighs and held them apart for access. She let out a soft, throaty sigh as my lips found the juncture of her inner thigh, and I circled the outer perimeter. Tension coiled in her body, and her breath grew shallow. She was waiting for me to move on to her most sensitive spot, but I took time. Teasing her was half the fun.
“These are very, very sexy.” I ran a finger along the hem of her lace underwear.
My mouth landed on her center over the thin material, and she let out a soft gasp. She sank her hands into my hair, tugging and pulling me closer.
“I wore them for you,” Bailey said, voice strained.
“In that case, we can keep them on for now.” I dragged them aside and closed my mouth over her clit, sucking gently.
She moaned, throwing her head back as my tongue laved against her and I savored every minute. Being between her legs was one of my favorite things in the world.
“Chase…” My name was a shaky breath across her lips. “I don’t think I can hold myself up if you’re doing that.”
With my hands on her hips, I pulled her down to sit on the edge of the bed, spreading her legs apart. She leaned on her elbows, watching me with a dazed expression. There was a point in time where she would have felt self-conscious fully on display like this. Now she was completely confident in front of me, and I loved it. Sometimes, I couldn’t believe how lucky I was.
My gaze fell to my belt lying on the floor next to my knees, and I grabbed it.
“Trust me?” I asked her, gripping the strip of leather in both hands.
Bailey studied it for a beat, and her eyes lifted to meet mine. “Always.”
Glancing down, I threaded the tail end through the buckle to make the first cuff, looping back again to make a second. In a flash, we had a makeshift set of restraints, and I was about to have some fun.
“Impressive,” she said.
“I did my homework.”
She watched as I pushed to stand, looking up at me with a mixture of desire and adoration in her eyes. I scooped her up and repositioned her at the head of the bed before taking her wrists in my hands and pinning them above her head.
“Green?” I asked before I went any further.
Her mouth pulled into a smile. “Green.”
One at a time, I slipped her wrists into the belt, then tightened it until she couldn’t escape. Once her wrists were secured, I kneeled beside her. “Is your toy charged?”
Bailey’s eyes widened slightly. “Yes.”
I retrieved the silicone vibrator from her nightstand and switched it on, adjusting the intensity to one of the low settings. That meant I had room to increase it, gradually driving her more and more wild.
Fingers, tongue, and toy, I teased her until she was shaking. Bailey cried out, straining against the leather handcuffs. I slid a finger inside her soaking wet heat, followed by another. She moved in rhythm with my strokes, pelvis tilting, and her walls clenched around my fingers as she neared the peak.
She let out a gasp. “Yellow.”
My head snapped up in alarm. I immediately shut off the vibrator, crawling up her body to check on her. “Are you okay?”
Bailey’s bottom lip poked out in a pout. “I want a kiss.”
I suppressed a laugh. How could someone be so cute and so disobedient at the same time?
“I thought you were getting overstimulated.”
“No, I was getting lonely up here.”
“Well, we can’t have that.” Dipping my head, I brought my lips to hers. She sighed as my tongue slipped into her mouth, the two of us falling into a deep kiss.
“Do you want me to untie you?” I murmured, planting a trail of open-mouthed kisses down her neck.
“Not yet. But I need you to make good on all this teasing soon, or I’m going to lose my mind.”
Oh, now she was trying to call the shots? Cute.
I pressed a thumb where my tongue had been and worked it in small circles. “You want to come?”
“Yes.” She whimpered, cheeks flushed pink and eyes glassy.
“Say please.”
“Please.”
Switching the vibrator back on, I placed it to her center, and her body jolted. I brought my lips to her swollen bundle of nerves, devouring her with the aid of the toy. With another few strokes of my tongue, her back arched and her legs shook uncontrollably. She cried out, louder this time, pleading for me not to stop, coming apart in my mouth. Her hips swayed against me over and over again. Eventually, she slowed, little by little, until she stopped moving against me entirely. I eased off her once I’d pulled every available ounce of pleasure from her, pulling away and giving her a break before she got too sensitive.
Leaning on one elbow beside her, I studied her face. “Still mad?”
Her skin was dewy, her expression dazed, and her hair a tangled mess. She always looked so fucking hot after an orgasm.
She laughed. “No, but I feel a little weird about how noisy I was.”