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“Fuck my mouth, Chase. I want to make myself come while you do it.”
“Jesus Christ, woman.”
He looks to the ceiling as if he’s praying to the Gods. His quick, harsh breaths, only give me more incentive. I’ve never been this bold in the bedroom, and I’m not sure who this sexual beast is that Chase has unleashed, but I like her.
Honestly, I’m feeling pretty good about this new Melanie right now. Or maybe it’s just because he’s smoking hot, and I’m so wet and horny I’ve completely lost my mind.
I take as much of him in my mouth as I can while continuing to rub small circles against my clit.
“Do it, Chase…fuck my mouth.” I bat my eyes at him.
This man makes me want to bury the shy girl inside me forever and try every position in the damn Kama Sutra. I want to explore every inch of his body and let him command every inch of mine. His rough hands swim through my hair, tugging harder each time his cock hits the back of my throat.
“Yes…like that, baby.”
His thrusts are hesitant at first, but then he changes pace. His hand’s grip tighter, his moans become louder as he drives faster, forcing me to take him deeper. My eyes sting with tears and I gag a little as he hits the back of my throat. His cock swells as he fucks my mouth and I’m greedy for his release.
My tiny whimpers and moans hum against his dick as my hand moves faster between my legs, all while he continues to slam his cock to the back of my throat. I’m not going to last much longer as I slip two fingers into my pussy and continue to grind shamelessly against the heel of my hand.
“Jesus Mel, I’m gonna come.” He pulls me off his cock, still holding my hair in his fist. My spine arches and I throw my head back with a very unladylike grunt as my orgasm crashes down. “Oh fuck.” His growl echoes off the walls.
I open my eyes, watching as he stands over me pumping his cock with his fist.
“Jesus. Fucking. Christ.” He unleashes with a wild growl from deep in his chest, showering my tits with warm ropes of semen.
It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. I love it.
“Wow, that was hot.”
“Come here, dirty girl.”
He pulls me to my feet, lifting me up at the waist, and I wrap my legs around him. His kiss enthralls me as our sweaty, sticky bodies melt together like an ice pop on a hot summer day. He lays me on the bed and strides to the bathroom before climbing in next to me to clean up the mess with a washcloth.
“That was the hottest thing ever.”
“So hot.” I blush.
I know Chase is much more experienced than me so his statement kind of surprises me. My sex life with Andrew was kind of a hit-it-and-quit-it type of thing, and sometimes it was over just as I was getting started.
“Don’t get shy on me now, beautiful. I have more dirtying up to do to you.”
My last boyfriend treated me like glass, and I thought I liked it. I never imagined I’d want a man to play a little rough in bed, but I love it. I love making Chase crazy, and he’s never selfish. Watching as he loses control is thrilling. He’s a generous lover and pleases me in every way. I’ve never felt so taken care of in the bedroom—or in my life.
He makes me feel wanton and sexy and beautiful.
When he told me earlier he wanted to be inside me all night, he wasn’t lying. Chase takes his time making sweet, sweet love to me through the early hours of the morning, exploring every inch of my body, slow and easy until our sweaty bodies collapse with exhaustion.
My favorite part is the in-between, when we lie tangled, just talking about everything and anything. We discover we have the same obsession for action movies, but Chase is disgusted when I tell him I mix Raisinets with my popcorn. I learn his favorite food is spaghetti and can’t wait to make him dinner using my grandmother’s recipes.
I’m fascinated by the stories he tells about when he was a marine. He listens intently as I speak of the beautiful memories I have of my parents before they died. It feels easy and natural between us. It feels perfect.
“I have to go into the office tomorrow. What does your day look like?” he asks, stroking my back.
“I have an early morning meeting at the station, provided I can walk straight after tonight. I start back to work next week.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea until we catch this maniac.” He scowls at me.
“Chase, I’m going back to work, it’s non-negotiable. I love my job, and I’m not giving it up because of some nut-case.”
