Page 28 of Chasing Simone


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“Head in the bed, ass in the air. Such a beautiful sight.” He kisses each of my bottom cheeks before he slaps both cheeks in unison with his enormous hands.

I scream, pushing back into his crotch. I barely recognize this wanton woman I’ve become when I cry, “Fuck, yes!”

“Love how greedy your pussy is for my dick.”

Chase moves my body back into position before burying his face in my ass. I gasp when his mouth attacks me from behind, pointing his tongue to dive inside of me. It’s a bizarre sensation, dirtier than I’m used to, but oh, so pleasurable. Back and forth he works his tongue, sliding across my sensitive flesh, building my arousal. He’s got me on the cusp of an orgasm, my body aggressively shaking. The headboard groans in protest from where I pull taut on the restraints.

“Chase. Please, please, please!”

Finally showing mercy, Chase stops, only to grab me by the hips. He runs the length of himself through my folds, slicking himself in my juices. The delicious contact has me pushing my ass back into him. The fat tip of his dick kisses my entrances before thrusting into me from behind, spearing me.

The force of his impalement has our combined weight rocking the headboard into the wall. This is not a slow and gentle love session. This is raw, savage fucking. Chase is stamping a claim on me from the inside out.

I try to push back, to match him thrust for thrust, but it’s clear I’m not in charge. All I can do is absorb the delicious friction as pleasure builds deep in my core.

“That’s it, baby. Take what I’m giving you. Take it all.”

Chase picks up his pace, pumping me full to the brim with each drive of his hips. The ball of his cock piercing slides exquisitely over my G and A-spots. My clit is amazingly assaulted as his ballsack taps me from behind with each dive.

The air grows heavy with the smell of our sweat mixing, potent with our combined musk. It’s enough to make me drunk with ecstasy.

“This pussy is mine. Mine to pound. Mine to conquer. Mine to keep.”

He releases one hand from my hips, only to rope my hair with it. He leans over me, sucking on my neck before clamping his teeth down on my pulse point.

The sudden pain mixed with my mounting arousal has me rocketing into oblivion. I come with a jolt, silently screaming as my sex wrings the life out of Chase’s manhood.

He bellows, sinking himself to the hilt inside of me.

Warm, sticky fluid coats my insides and down my shaking thighs. Chase holds me there, keeping himself seated deep inside of me. Heavy panting fills the room, me breathing into the mattress, and him into the crook of my neck.

Slowly, Chase pulls out of me, sending more of our releases to drip down my legs. He frees one wrist, then the other. Unable to move from exhaustion, Chase turns me over on my back, gently removing my blindfold.

I blink, trying to focus my eyes on his handsome face. He takes my face in his hands and kisses me tenderly.

Thoroughly fucked, I watch in a dazed state as Chase climbs out of bed and disappears into the bathroom. He returns with a warm, damp washcloth to clean the mess we made between my legs. This aftercare is incredibly intimate and nothing I’ve experienced with previous partners. It’s another example of how Chase cares about me, not just what I can give him.

He pulls the covers over us, with me resting in the crook of his arms. He leans over, tugging the cord on his bedside lamp. Several minutes pass in silence, with him rubbing my arms, hips, back—anywhere he can reach.

He breaks the silence. “Don’t keep me hanging forever, Simone. I’ll do it, but I can’t promise I’ll behave around you while I impatiently wait.”

Nor would I expect anything less from my greedy biker.

CHAPTERNINE

CHASE

Present Day

A whole damn year has passed since the last night I shared my bed with Simone. Too many long, fucking dry months of not sinking myself into her wet heaven have been a trial.

To say I’m growing impatient is an understatement. I’m as frustrated as an armless man watching porn. This dry spell needs to end, but it’ll only end if Simone lets me in.

Have I respected her need for space and time? More or less.

Okay. Fine. I’ve pushed the boundaries more than once, pissing her off royally. Any chance I could get her alone, I took advantage of it. Anytime I could steal a kiss or smack her glorious ass, I did.

I did it all, and then some.

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