Page 65 of Trading Yesterday


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I could physically feel Teagan’s eyes follow my every move from where I left her lying on the bed. She made no move to remove her clothes other than kicking off of her flip-flops because she knew I enjoyed removing them myself. A new surge of desire rushed through me like fire; so intense it made my body literally shake, my breathing shallow and my heart felt like it could fly from my chest. The feeling was exactly what I expected; euphoric agony.

Her hair was splayed out on the white comforter. The small stream of light cast from the bathroom allowed me to find the TV remote and easily navigate to Music Choice, and search for a soft rock or love song station.

We used to make love to music and candles all the time; regretfully, we had no candles, but I’d do the best I could to create the ambiance that would take us back to where we were so we could forget everything but each other. Tonight was not the time for guilt or regret. It was for love, and love alone.

I walked the few feet to flip off the bathroom light, leaving the room cast in a soft bluish glow from the music station on the television. My eyes never left Teagan as I kicked off my shoes and unbuckled my belt. I pulled it from my jeans and dropped it on the floor. I pulled the button loose and the zipper down. My cock was still hard and ready, the tip pushing through the waistband of my boxer briefs, and there was nothing hotter than the way Teagan’s eyes lingered on it before her eyes snapped back to mine and bit her lip. She wanted me; it was written all over her; the way her mouth dropped open, her half-lidded gaze, and the way she moved slowly, provocatively as she lay there, running her hand down her body; tempting me to the point of insanity. She knew exactly what she was doing.

“You’re killing me. I want you so much it hurts. It fucking hurts.” My voice was low and dripping with need.

“Come over here,” she beckoned softly, and I couldn’t resist her soft command.

“My movements were slow and deliberate as I lay down beside her, sidling up close so I could lean over her so my hands could explore her body in a slow caresses and still allow me to watch her expression. Instantly, she turned toward me and slid her leg between mine to slide up the inside of my thigh, pressing and teasing against my groin. She closed her eyes in satisfaction when my head fell back and I groaned in surrender. It was a slight touch, but so provocative. The fingers of her left hand ghosted up the arm I was using to touch her. Two could play the teasing game.

My knuckles grazed the swell of her left breast and then around and over the erect nipple. I watched her face, taking in the way her gorgeous eyes closed and her perfect mouth fell open as her breath left her. She was so goddamned beautiful.

“Chase,” she moaned softly. “Stop torturing me.”

“You know I give as good as I get.”

“I do.”

Reaching down, I opened the fastening of her jeans and pushed them open. Her stomach was still as flat as ever, and I flattened my hand over it and slid upward under her shirt. She sucked in her breath as her leg pulled at mine and her hand kneaded and tugged at the bare skin of my shoulder. It was hard to resist her silent plea that I move on top of her.

I leaned in and took her mouth hard as my hand easily undid the front fastening of her bra and pushed it aside giving me full access to her soft swells. Her breasts were still firm and maybe just slightly larger than I remembered; her skin was still as smooth as silk.

I kneaded first one, then the other, being careful to tweak and tug on both nipples, pulling the hard buttons gently until her hips started to push forward in slow thrusts. I began to echo her movements with thrusts of my tongue into the deep recesses of her mouth.

My body protested at my slowness, but I wanted to make the most of every second. I needed to hear her panting my name and feel her body arch as I pleasured her. I would make sure that she’d never forgotten who owned her; heart, body, and soul.

She tasted amazing, as she kissed me back with abandon. It was clear what she wanted, and I was going to give it to her and more.

“Chase,” she whispered again. “I want you inside me. I’m… uhhhhh,” she let out a sigh. “I need—”

“I know what you need, babe. Me, too. Be patient,” I whispered against her open mouth.

Her fingers tightened on my wrist and pulled my hand down her body to the place that ached the most. My lips curved into a slight, satisfied smile, as I obliged; pushing my fingers under the waist of her bikini panties and further. Her body was ready, already slick with need.

“Mmmm,” she murmured and bit her lip, arching into my hand. My fingers slid through her folds, over her clit to slide my middle finger inside her.

“Jesus,” I murmured against her mouth, withdrawing my fingers to slowly push in again and again.

Teagan’s legs fell open and her hips began to undulate in sync. Her reaction was abandoned and super sexy and my own body reverberated with want. My hips pressed into the side of her leg, pressing my hard cock against her thigh. I wanted her to feel what she did to me and know how much I wanted her. I knew exactly how she liked to be touched with a combination of stimulation of her clit and deep thrusts of my fingers and I concentrated on making her come, but I wanted to give her a slow build and a hard orgasm.

“My God, Chase. Why are you waiting? It’s been so long.”

Her hand moved up my arm and over my shoulder to fist in the back of my hair. She wanted to be closer, but also, needed to give me the access I needed. It was amazing to just be able to touch her, but knowing that in minutes I was going to make love to her, kept me from losing it.

“That’s why. Because it’s been so long.” I thrust against her, rubbing back and forth to get some of the stimulation I craved when she reached down and grasped the shaft. “Uh, God,” I panted.

“Chase.” Teagan’s hand moved down to stop mine from its slow torture, though I wasn’t easily persuaded to stop before I gave her an orgasm. “Make love to me.”

“I am.”

Her forehead pressed against my jaw. “I know, but I want to hold you, feel you on me. In me.”

I could feel her body tighten around my fingers and her words rocked me. It would be easy to give in to what she was asking, but it was more important to me to make her feel amazing. “You’re so close.”

She swallowed and nodded. Her hot breath rushed over the skin of my neck. “I know. But, please?”

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