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“Let me give you a tour.” Chase opened my car door and walked me up the front steps and inside. As soon as he shut the door, he whirled me around.
“Tour?” I asked.
“Kisses?” he replied.
“Coffee?” I begged.
“Sex!” We said it at the same time, and Chase took my hand, bringing me to a room in the back of the house. We passed the living room, big TV, open-floor plan and leather couches all in neutral colors and a kitchen that looked like it had more than enough counter space for sex and waffles. Those were thoughts for later…God, I hoped he had a waffle maker.
Down a hallway and into a bedroom made up of dark wood, white and gray bedding. It was modern rustic, but manly and appealing. Even though we were obviously the only occupants of the house, Chase shut the door, leaving us inside the room. If a vacuum could have sucked out all the air and filled it with lust and tension that was exactly what happened. I hadn’t had sex in a good long while and everything suddenly clenched and cramped, making me aware of how wet I was for him. My dry spell had obviously been replaced with the monsoon season waiting to get things started.
“Come here.”
I walked backward until my legs hit the back of the bed on the raised mattress, and I shook my head no. He sighed and crooked his finger at me, willing me to comply.
“You come here.” I crooked my finger this time and pulled my top off, exposing my bra clad chest.
“Unfair advantage.”
“How so?” I queried.
He smirked and rested his hands on his hips.
“Because I’m liable to do anything you ask me to.”
“Mmm.” I let the sound slip out as he walked over to me in three long steps.
“Now, where were we?”
“I think you were about to use some positive reinforcement by making me coffee?”
“I was thinking we could scrimmage. You can be skins and I can be shirts, but I’m willing to negotiate.”
Teasing him, I let my fingers trace the edging of my bra. “So no coffee then?” I watched his eyes bulge and dilate.
“Coffee later. You now.” Chase lifted me up by my hips and dumped me back on the bed. He reached for my pants, tugging them down as I scooted back toward the headboard.
“Such a caveman.” I snorted.
He shrugged and then pounced.
“Blame biology.”
“So now animal instinct is your excuse?”
He tapped his head with his finger.
“Can’t help the primitive brain functions.”
I rose up and snapped my bra off. I was completely naked and feeling shy because Chase was still fully clothed. I didn’t expect us to get here so quickly, but here we were.
“Less science, more sexy time,” I mumbled shyly.
Chase unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it from his dress pants, draping it neatly over a decorative chair instead of on the floor. He pulled his stretched white undershirt off one-handed in a classic move that was sure to have me gushing on his comforter if he didn’t hurry up. He undid his belt and the top button, dropping his pants and tight boxers to the floor. I didn’t know how or when he got his socks and shoes off, stepping out of his neat little pile of discarded clothes, and I pushed the thought aside.
“Is this your put up or shut up face?” he asked, crawling up the bed with not a stitch of clothing or shame on him.
“Something like that.” My mouth dried up any other response I might have had when his warm body dropped down onto mine, covering me with a heat nobody had business generating without permits from NASA.
