AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Sure,” I answer far too quickly. Chase’s grip tightens. “It’ll be fine,” I whisper so only he can hear me. He answers with a grunt.
“Yay! We can do all of those things you do at bachelorette parties.” Miranda is thinking about this way too hard, and Amanda seems to be going along with it.
“If we’re going to do this, I want to spend some quality time alone with you first. Eat fast. We’re leaving as soon as you’re finished,” Chase growls in my ear.
Finished with lunch, Chase practically drags me back to our villa. “Don’t forget your dress fitting!” Amanda yells as I’m led away.
“I won’t,” I call back.
Chase’s pace is so fast, I almost have to jog to keep up.
“Chase, slow down! I’m vertically challenged and can’t walk that fast.”
Finally reaching our villa, he stops before the entrance. Turning to me, he grabs the sides of my face. “If you’re going to be surrounded by horny men tonight, I want you sore. So sore, you won’t think about having sex with anyone else.”
“Chase, I—”
Before I can finish my sentence, his lips find mine. He kisses me hard and breaks away. Bending down, he throws me over his shoulder and carries me into the villa. Making his way quickly through the massive rooms, he enters the bedroom and tosses me onto the bed. “Strip,” he commands.
Lifting myself off the bed, I stretch upward like a cat after napping in the noonday sun. Kneeling with my legs spread, I look directly in to Chase’s eyes as I peel off my shirt. His eyes darken with desire, his pupils dilating as he drinks me in. Standing on the bed, I shimmy out of my shorts. Hooking my fingers in my panties, I pull them down my thighs, inch by inch. Chase bites his lower lip and growls low in his throat. “Oh, baby. I’m going to show you there’s no one else but me. You’re mine.”
Tackling me, his mouth is everywhere—my lips, my ears, my throat. His hand skims my hip, cupping my ass. His breathing is harsh, his control starting to unravel.
“On your knees,” he orders through gritted teeth. I comply, moving off the bed. “Suck,” he growls, holding his cock out for me.
I take hold of him in my hands and stroke him up and down. “Put your hands behind your back, I just want your mouth,” he snaps. Locking my fingers behind my back, I obey. Gripping the sides of my head, he holds me steady, his hips thrusting forward and back. My mouth and lips suck at him, my tongue swirling around his length. Chase threads his fingers in my hair and picks up his pace, thrusting harder, pushing further.
He inches deeper into my mouth, until he’s hitting the back of my throat. Each time he hits, he groans louder. The force of his cock triggers my gag reflex, but I swallow through it. His cock swells with each thrust, his breath hissing between his teeth, his jaw clamped tight. Tears begin to stream down my face, but I
don’t care. “Fuck,” he moans and stills as he comes violently in my mouth. Thrusting two more times, I milk him dry.
Pulling me up, he brushes a tear from my cheek, his eyes blazing. Fueled with need, he thrusts his tongue past my lips while pushing me back toward the bed. My legs hit the mattress, forcing me back on my elbows. I open wide and he licks his lips, taking in the sight. “Now, it’s my turn.”
Without warning, his head disappears between my legs and he buries his tongue inside me, slowly moving it in and out. I whimper, causing Chase to groan. Lifting his head momentarily, he growls, “I fucking love that sound. That sound you make, only for me.” He swirls his tongue around my clit, nipping and sucking as he goes, driving me mad with need.
I begin to twitch, my back arching off the bed. Knowing I’m close, he inserts a finger deep inside me, massaging my sweet spot. Sending shock waves of sensation through my entire body, my orgasm consumes me, and I cry out in euphoria.
Before I can fully come down from my high, Chase swings my legs onto the bed and climbs on top of me. “I am going to fuck you so hard, you’ll feel me inside you for days,” he growls, then slams into me. I scream out in pleasure and pain.
His eyes are wild, staring down at me with a palpable intensity. He stops deep inside me, rolling his hips. “Who will you be thinking about tonight?” he says through gritted teeth.
“You,” I pant. “Only you.”
“Damn fucking straight,” he grunts as he slams into me again. Groaning, I throw my head back. Thrust for thrust, I arch my hips to meet his, intensifying the pleasure. Another orgasm builds, the familiar sensation overcoming me.
He stops and pulls out of me, causing me to groan at the empty feeling he leaves in his wake. Taking both my legs, he rests them on his shoulders and presses his body into mine, pushing them close to my chest. Gripping my thighs, Chase slams into me again.
“Fuck,” I scream, everything inside me constricting.
“I want you sore,” he hisses. “I want you to remember who was here.”
“Chase,” I cry out, ready to combust.
“You. Are. Mine.” Accentuating every word in rhythm with his thrusts, Chase pounds into me harder, faster. My body reaching its high, my climax crashes through me, causing Chase to find his own release. With two quick thrusts, his body tenses and jerks as he pours himself into me.
Releasing my legs, he falls on top of me, burying his head in the crook of my neck. We’re both breathing hard, our chests rising and falling in tandem.
“Geez, I should tell you I’m going out more often,” I joke. Looking down at me, he smiles, but it doesn’t touch his eyes. “Hey,” I breathe, “I’m here with you, and I’m not going anywhere.”
