Page 101 of The Chase

“Boob prisons,” he said as he stroked my nipple in a slow circle. I arched my back to push more of my breast into his hand. “I need you, Maxine.”

I wrapped my legs around his waist and yanked his head back up to my face. “Then let’s go upstairs, silly!”

He gave me that grin that made my panties melt before he lifted me off the counter and took me up to my room. Once in my bedroom, he dropped me gently on the bed while I laid back and watched him unbutton his plaid shirt. I sat up when I noticed how gingerly he took it off.

“TJ?”

“Hmm?” he responded, but it was muffled by him removing the t-shirt underneath as well. I gasped when I saw the black and blue bruises on his side.

I got off the bed and walked over to him. I knelt down on my knees to get a better look and pressed a finger above the mark. “Baby…that looks so bad. You want to ice it?”

He looked down at me with heat in his eyes. “Are you serious? You’re on your knees in front of me, and you’re asking if I want to ice my hockey injury?”

I nodded. “It looks bad. I know it’s normal to get banged up with your job, but I want to take care of you.”

“I want you to take care of me, that’s for sure.”

I grinned up at him and rubbed my hand on the crouch of his jeans. He felt hard in the kitchen, but now he was even harder. If that was possible. I pressed a gentle kiss to his bruises.

“If you want to kiss my injuries better, I got something else that feels more injured.”

I shook my head at his pervy joke and undid the button of his jeans, slowly sliding the zipper down. “Oh yeah, where? Show me?”

He groaned, but I slid his boxers down his thick thighs and released his cock. I licked my lips while I stroked my hand up and down his hard length.

“This?” I asked playfully as I increased the speed of my strokes.

“Max,” he moaned and tipped back his head.

“What? You want me to kiss it better?” I joked.

“Baby…”

I glanced up at him. “Hmm?”

“Please,” he begged.

“Please, what?” I teased and slid my hand up and down his length.

He reached a hand down and rubbed a thumb across my bottom lip. “Make use of this sweet mouth.”

I grinned at him. “Okay!”

I took him in my mouth and enjoyed the taste of him on my lips. I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock and looked up to see his lips parted in ecstasy. I loved seeing that look on his face while I pleasured him.

I took him inside until I felt his cock hit the back of my throat, and then I pulled back. I slid him in and out of my mouth, loving the feeling of doing this for him, until he gripped my hair and pulled me off.

“Be a good girl and get on the bed,” he growled.

“You don’t want to come in my mouth?”

“Take your clothes off and get your ass in that bed,” he ordered.

I bit back a moan and felt heat pool between my legs. I loved when he got all growly in the bedroom.

I stood up, and he helped me take off my shirt, then he slid my leggings down my legs.

“Fuck,” he breathed when he came face-to-face with my bare pussy. I definitely skipped panties today on purpose.