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The fact that he wants to restrain me turns me on—big time. I’m already soaking wet and he’s barely touched me. But, at the same time, something feels off.
Returning with one of his t-shirts, he jumps on the bed and straddles me. Grabbing my wrists, he roughly throws them over my head and binds them with the t-shirt. “Now, keep your hands over your head or I’ll tie them down,” he states.
“Okay,” I squeak. Whatever alcohol buzz I was enjoying is long gone. I am fully alert, wondering if I should be excited or scared shitless.
“Now, where was I? Oh, yes. Your feet.” Chase repositions himself, kneeling on the floor once again, and continues his assault on my toes. I’m trying so hard to stay still, but it’s useless. I’m a squirming mess.
Chase stands up and runs his hands up my legs, stopping at the inside of my thighs. Anticipating his next move, I brace myself. Placing his hands on my knees, he spreads my legs wide and buries his head between them.
My back bows off the bed as I moan. Starting gently, he circles his tongue around my clit. His tongue is like magic, finding all the right places to make me twitch. Nipping gently, my body almost convulses from pleasure overload. Continuing his assault, he brings me closer to the edge, but right before I come, he stops. Panting, I look up at him. His demeanor has changed. He’s tense, stiff. “Chase?”
He smiles at me, but it doesn’t touch his eyes. Watching me carefully, he takes a finger and swirls it around my clit. Starting off slow, he quickens the pace and brings me right back to the edge, then slows. Writhing with need, I groan, frustrated he keeps stopping.
“This. This is mine,” he growls as he thrusts his finger inside me, rubbing that spot that drives me insane.
“Yours,” I say, emphatically. “I’m yours.”
Stroking in and out, he keeps up his torture. “Seeing you dancing with that douchebag made me so angry, I saw red,” he hisses.
“Chase—”
“I never want to feel that way again.” In and out, my orgasm just out of reach. “Promise me. Promise me I’ll never feel like that again.”
“I promise,” I squeak, barely audible. A smile spreads across his face, and just like that, he’s back.
“Good,” he breathes as his head disappears between my legs. Sucking on my clit as his fingers hit that sweet spot inside me, Chase releases me from my purgatory and I come hard.
As I return from euphoria, I see Chase gazing at me with a look of satisfaction. “That was intense,” I say, breathless.
“I know,” he smiles. “Now, it’s my turn.” Grabbing my waist, he scoots me up the bed. Following me, he hovers over my body, resting his weight on his forearms. Guiding my legs open with his knees, he positions himself at my entrance and eases in slow. “Keep those hands over your head,” he groans as he fills me.
Slowly, he rocks his hips back and forth. “Chase, faster,” I beg.
“No, baby. I need this slow.” Each steady thrust brings him incredibly deep and I start to feel that familiar tingle. Chase moans softly with each inward stroke, and my own voice mixes with his.
I am all sensation, he is everywhere. My orgasm just out of reach, I try to move my hips, spurring him on. “Patience, baby,” he whispers in my ear. “I want to make love to you.”
Placing his lips on mine, he kisses me with reverence. His lips are soft and gentle, but filled with emotion. Looking down at me, he whispers, “I love you.” My heart warms from his words, and just knowing he loves me takes me over the edge. I throw my head back and experience the most amazing orgasm I’ve ever had. He follows quietly, collapsing on top of me.
“You know, you’ve ruined me,” I say as he kisses my forehead.
“Good. Now, let me ruin you some more.”
“Wake up, sleepyhead.”
Still exhausted from last night’s shenanigans, I don’t want to move. Chase had me up until the wee hours of the morning and here he is, bright and chipper. I wasn’t complaining then, but I’m paying for it now. “No,” I moan, my eyelids refusing to open.
“C’mon. You can sleep when you’re dead.”
“Five more minutes,” I murmur into the pillow.
“Olivia, it’s almost noon. I let you sleep as long as I could. Amanda will cut off my balls if we’re not there on time.” I open one eye and peek up at him. He’s standing in front of me, wrapped in a towel, his chest sparkling with leftover water from the shower.
“No.” I turn my head and close my eyes. The bed dips as Chase lays beside me and I groan.
“Olivia,” he sings, stretching out each syllable, “wake up.” He starts to nudge me and I growl at him—not in a good way. “I’m going to annoy you until you get out of bed.”
“Go away.”
