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“Chase—”
“We can just sleep,” he rushes out, cutting me off. “I just need to be near you. I miss you,” he says, moving a stray tendril of hair out of my face. God, I have missed him, too. I close my eyes and inhale slowly as he takes my hands in his, strumming his thumb across my knuckles.
“I don’t know. Maybe,” I say. His face lights up and that dazzling smile I’ve missed is back. “Why do all men think maybe means yes?” I mutter under by breath.
“Because it isn’t no,” he answers, obviously catching what I had said. Turning back to the car, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out some cash to pay the driver. As the car drives off, Chase turns back to me, grabs my hand, and walks us toward the hotel entrance.
I open the door to my suite, Chase following close behind. Within seconds, his eyes are drawn to the chair in the corner. He looks up at me, then back to the dress. Without warning, he grabs me and holds me tight against his chest. “I almost lost you,” he whispers, not attempting to hide the pain in his voice. “I don’t know what I would have done if I hadn’t gotten here in time.” His voice is strained as he squeezes me tighter.
“But you didn’t,” I console him. “I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere,” I say, realizing for the first time since I saw him again that I need him just as much as he needs me.
He releases me from his strong hold and places his hands on my shoulders. Looking down at me, his long eyelash catches a stray tear before it falls down his cheek. “I’ll never let you go again,” he whispers, a slight edge to his voice.
Taking my face in his hands, he leans down and brushes his lip against mine, once, twice, before sliding his tongue along my lower lip, provoking a moan from me. His hands tighten, pulling me closer, his kiss going from gentle to firm and passionate. He kisses me long and hard, his tongue caressing mine when I open on a gasp. His hand travels up my back and into my hair at the nape. He grips and tugs, moving my head to the side. Breaking the kiss, he nips his way from my ear down my neck to my shoulder.
I tremble in his hold as his nose trails the curve of my back, feeling his need for me, feeling his self-control start to unravel with every nip and suck, hungry for more. I’m willing to give him everything I have, everything he demands.
Grabbing my arms, he throws me onto the bed and starts stripping off his clothes. His erection springs free, his eyes glisten with lust. Involuntarily, I swallow at the sight of him, wanting to taste his thickening length.
Diving on top of me, he pins my arms above my head and presses his lips to mine. Biting and sucking my bottom lip, his breathing quick and ragged, he claims my mouth once more. His tongue sweeps inside, taking everything I’m willing to give.
Chase sits up, dragging me with him. He swiftly pulls my shirt above my head and undoes my bra with mastered precision. Yanking off my pants, he rips my panties, his hands roving over my body, eliciting goose bumps in their wake. His lips brush across my skin in a fevered rush while he palms my breasts. Pinching my nipples, he dips his tongue into my belly button, causing me to moan at the overwhelming sensation.
Lying before him, naked and trusting, I run my hands over his chest and up his neck, finally stopping at the scruff on his cheeks. He looks up at me and his eyes, blazing with need, meet mine for the smallest of moments before he breaks the connection. His mouth meets my breasts, biting the underside before taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. His other hand creeps down my body in feather-light touches, teasing to the point of insanity. I arch my back, forcing more of my breast into his greedy mouth, my hips rocking with anticipation. I want him, and I want him now. Releasing my nipple with a pop, he moves to the next, and bites. A strangled moan leaves my throat as I shout, the sensation shooting straight to my clit.
Seizing both my hands, Chase pins them over my head once more. He spreads my legs wide with his knee. In one swift move, he grabs his cock and thrusts inside me. I cry out in both surprise and pleasure. Moaning, he pushes farther, moves deeper, and I arch my back, wanting him harder, needing to feel every brutal inch of him.
“Chase,” I pant, “I need to touch you.” He growls in response, his eyes dilated and fixed on mine. I try to loosen his grip, to move, but I can’t, and it’s just the way he wants me. Putting his head next to mine, he breathes heavily against my ear. With each stroke, a guttural grunt comes from low in his throat. The sensation is overwhelming and I surrender myself to him, my head tilted back and eyes screwed shut.
The primordial sounds coming from Chase send shock waves through me. Expelling a breath every time our hips clash, I pant in pure ecstasy. “Oh, Fuck Olivia,” he moans. Opening my eyes long enough to see his blazing with lust, my body starts to twitch and my legs quiver as my orgasm nears.
“Chase!” I cry out, every muscle in my body craving release. “Oh, God, please!” My breaths turn into pants as my hips rock against him, needing him.
Chase cries out a garbled version of my name as he climaxes with one last hard thrust and collapses on top of me. After catching his breath, Chase lifts his head to look at me.
He releases my hands and I instinctively rub my wrists, marked red from where he was holding them. He pulls out of me and rolls over. Seeing me looking at his condom-less cock, he freezes.
“Shit, Olivia. I was so wrapped up—”
“It’s fine. I’ve been on the pill for a while now.” A look of relief crosses his face, until he looks down at my wrists.
“I’m sorry,” he says, picking up my hands and kissing each red line.
“It’s okay,” I mutter as I sit up. “Are you okay?”
He looks down for a minute. “Yes, I was just overwhelmed,” he says, his eyes wandering to the chair in the corner. “I saw the dress and panicked.”
“Don’t.” I lift his head and look into his big blue eyes. “Besides, I kinda like it rough.”
That causes him to crack a sideways smile. Taking my hand, I run it across the stubble on his cheek.
“You like it rough, huh?” he asks, his eyes sparkling.
“Yup. And I believe you owe me an orgasm,” I say, lifting a brow.
“Really?” he mocks, his words dripping in sarcasm.
“Yup.” I give him a slow, sexy smile. “So, what are you waiting for?”
