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Leisurely, he steps forward, taking his sweet ass time as his eyes hold mine. He creeps his fingers up my thighs, curling around the elastic waistband of my panties. A shiver ripples through my body, making Chase grin.
“Up,” he commands.
My ass lifts from the table without a thought, allowing him to slide my panties down my legs, leaving a wet path down my thighs to broadcast my shameless want.
A deep, bassy groan of approval rumbles from him. “You’re fucking perfection.”
I practically preen from his praise, whimpering with need. My body is more than ready to accept him, to be impaled on his shaft.
Things are bound to pick up pace with him, seeing how much I’m aching for him. But he hasn’t made a move to speed things along. Where’s my caveman when I need him?
Still, I expect him to cage me in, lay a claiming kiss on me, anything but what he does.
He holds my stare as he sinks to the floor on his knees. “Eyes on me. Don’t you dare look away. You’ll watch me worship you. I want to be all you see when you explode on my tongue.”
“Chase,” I whine, my voice sounding pathetically helpless. If he doesn’t release some of my tension quick, I’ll take things into my own hands. And I’d much rather receive an orgasm from him.
“Don’t worry, Numbers. I’ll take good care of you.” His tongue swipes out with the barest of contact on the tip of my clit.
Unable to help myself, my head falls back on a loud moan.
He smacks the inside of my thigh, and I squeal from pleasure and pain.
“Eyes on me, or I’ll smack this pretty pussy next.”
“I’m sorry,” I plead on a pant. “I’ll be good, I promise.”
“That’s right, dirty girl. You behave for your man.” He uses the broadside of his tongue, dragging from my weeping pussy to my clit.
Again, my eyes shut on their own accord, too distracted by the pleasure.
“Naughty, brat.”
The crack of his hand contacting my sex followed by the delightful sting throws me over the edge into orgasmic bliss. “I’m coming!” I scream hoarsely.
Chase shoves his face against my pussy, slurping my arousal and flicking my clit to make my orgasm continue longer than normal. My fingers claw into his hair, holding him tight against me to make the experience last. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow his unrelenting pace until he’s wrung every drop of pleasure from me.
Before rising to his full height, Chase’s lips press to my sex once more with a tender parting kiss, making my body shiver violently with new arousal.
Exhausted, I slump against the table, sucking precious air into my lungs. My heart continues to hammer in my chest, full of need and adoration for my biker.
The heaving of my chest catches Chase’s attention. He fists my blouse by the collar, yanking downward. The thin fabric shreds without effort, parting to expose my bra-covered breasts.
“Chase!” He’s lucky my blazer buttons shut, or I’d have been tempted to pummel him in his thick head.
He palms my breasts with his hands, squeezing and kneading. Forgetting my irritation, I groan low in my throat at his harsh touch, loving his aggressiveness.
“These tits should be illegal.” He tugs down on each of the cups on my bra, pushing my already large breasts upward like the world’s best pushup bra.
Licking his lips, Chase sucks one of my nipples into his mouth with a hard pull. On a cry of ecstasy, I arch my back upward, pushing my breast further into his mouth. The softness of his tongue swirling around my nipple contradicts the sting of his teeth nipping at my tender flesh. He licks and sucks noisily, only to release my nipple with a loud pop before attacking my other breast in the same manner—rough and unrelenting, exactly like Chase.
Back and forth he runs his hands, lips, and tongue over my breasts, covering me in love bites and his saliva. I’m a withering mess of pleasure as heat blooms between my legs. God, I ache for this man.
“Please tell me you want more than sucking my chest.”
Having poked the beast, Chase snarls, releasing my boob from his mouth with a trail of wetness clinging to my over-sensitized skin. His heated stare holds mine hostage as his shirt-covered broad chest heaves against my abused breasts.
His face is inches from mine, close enough for me to smell the heady scent of my arousal still clinging to his short facial hair. “Tell me what you need, greedy woman?”
