“My arm is fine. I just need a minute,” he said softly.
“You okay?” Sadie insisted, worried about him now.
“I want to fucking kill him,” Chase said in a low, even tone.
Sadie blinked. Wow. He felt boneless on her, not tense, not even upset. But his words communicated that he was as agitated as she’d ever heard him. She ran her hands over his head, ruffling his brown hair. She loved the feel of him.
“I’m okay,” she whispered.
She felt Chase take a deep breath, felt the warm air against the sensitive skin of her belly as he exhaled, then he lifted his head. “I will never hurt you, Sadie. Never.”
“I know.”
His hands began to move again, kneading and caressing her body. Before long, she was shifting under him, impatient for him to move things forward. “Chase… I need…” Her words trailed off as he took a nipple in his mouth and suckled her gently.
He let go with a popping sound and grinned. “You need what, Sparky? What do you need?”
“You. Naked,” she gasped out.
Chase moved until he was kneeling over her, then reached behind his head and grabbed the material of his shirt. He pulled it up and over his head in one smooth movement, tossing it aside when it was off.
Sadie’s eyes roamed down his body. He was built. Not as well built as some of the men she’d seen, but to her, he was perfect. He had a slight smattering of dark hair on his chest that tapered down to his happy trail. It led into the waistband of his boxers.
When her eyes went lower, she saw exactly how excited he was to be with her. The bulge in his boxers was so impressive, she figured if he moved in just the right way, his cock would pop out of the slit in the front of the material. Just thinking about what it would look like made her smile.
“Hey, my face is up here,” he teased, putting a finger under her chin and forcing her head up so she had to look him in the eyes.
Sadie chuckled and kept her eyes on his even as her hands moved to his body. She ran them up his thighs, skipping over his cock, up his belly to his pecs. She dug her fingers into his skin and smiled wider when he gasped. Then she reversed her movements, running her palms over his chest hair, down to the beautiful V muscles, and back to his thighs. She did it again, running her hands all the way up his body, then back down.
Throughout it all, they stared at each other and Chase didn’t move, letting her explore.
When her hands started up his body for the third time, he finally caught them in his own and leaned over, holding her arms over her head by the wrists.
“You told me everything, didn’t you?” Chase asked in a low voice.
“Everything?”
“Yeah. You didn’t forget to tell me he thrust his hand down your pants or that he forced himself on you after all, right?”
“No, I didn’t forget, because he didn’t. I didn’t let him get that far.” Sadie wanted to get pissed, but she couldn’t bring herself to feel it when Chase was looking at her the way he was. “I might have let him touch my boobs, but there’s no way I would’ve let him go any further.”
“I just wanted to be sure you wouldn’t have any flashbacks or bad moments when I continue my exploration of your beautiful body.”
“I know it’s you touching me, Chase. I want you to touch me.”
Chase groaned. He let go of her hands and eased his way down her body until he was lying between her thighs. He slipped his fingers under the sides of her black cotton panties and, without fuss or fanfare, pulled them down her legs.
Sadie helped to kick them off and promptly forgot about them when she felt Chase’s fingers brush over the short curls.
“Fuck. This is so fucking sexy,” he said.
Sadie saw he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. “What?”
“This. Your red hair here. It’s the exact shade as on your head.”
Sadie rolled her eyes but didn’t disturb Chase as he examined her. When several seconds went by and he hadn’t moved on, she asked, “You gonna get on with it anytime soon there, Chase? Or do I need to pleasure myself?” She snaked a hand down her belly to her clit.
Chase caught her wrist and finally looked up. “As much as I would love to see that, Sparky, I’m gonna take a rain check. I’ve got to taste you.” And with that, he settled himself back between her legs and lowered his head.