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Chapter1
Sassy
I’m going to miss sex.
It’s only been half an hour since my last orgasm and already, I’m questioning my decisions. I put my phone down and sigh.
I’m tangled up in the sheets of a king-sized bed, naked. Chase’s fingers are in my hair, absent-mindedly playing with my locks as he scrolls through his phone. Outside of the floor to ceiling windows, the afternoon is fading into evening.
“Gotta go,” I say, twisting to see Chase behind me. He’s sitting up against his headboard, the satin sheets barely covering his naked crotch, one muscly leg thrust out to the side. What other university student would have expensive satin sheets, I wonder, aside from Chase Hamilton?
I sit up and look around for my clothes. I spy a scrap of lace on the floor and climb out of bed.
“Awww babe,” Chase puts his phone down on his nightstand and looks at me. “Can’t you stay a bit longer?”
“No,” I say and pull my underwear on. “I shouldn’t even be here. That really was the last time.”
Chase laughs and runs a hand through his dark blonde hair, his biceps flexing with the movement. “I don’t remember forcing you to come here, baby doll.”
Shaking my head, I spot my bra on the floor over his side of the room. I walk around to it, but as I get near, Chase swings his legs off the side of the bed and snags my wrist. He pulls me to him until I’m straddling him on the edge of the mattress. He reaches out and makes lazy circles on my bare nipples.
“You working at The Nest tonight?” He asks. “Maybe I could come and watch.”
I move his hand off my breast. “Nope. They haven’t rostered me on much this week. I don’t think the boss likes me anymore.”
Chase moves his hand back up and takes a nipple between his fingers, rolling it until it pebbles beneath his touch. Bodies can be so traitorous.
“What’s not to like?” He says, his eyes drawn to my chest.
“Hmmm,” I think for a moment. “It’s probably because I called him an asshole last week.”
Chase throws his head back in laughter. “Ah Sassy by name, sassy by nature. That’s why I love you.”
A frown darkens my face, and I swat his hand away again. “Don’t say that.”
“I didn’t mean it that way,” he laughs again. “But would it be so wrong to love you?”
“We’ve had this conversation.” I sigh. Chase moves his hands down my body, his fingertips brushing over the lacy fabric between my thighs. I don’t give him a reaction. Not even a flinch.
“You’re so bad, Sassy,” Chase tsks. “Why won’t you let anyone in?”
“I let you in this afternoon. Several times if I’m not mistaken.”
“You know what I mean.” His steely blue eyes darken as he presses his thumb against me in the perfect spot, making me draw a sharp breath. He smiles as though he knows he’s got me right where he wants me.
“Sure you need to go?” He asks, sliding his thumb up and down. He’s making it very hard for me to say no.
“Very sure.” I grab his wrist to stop him from touching me. I don’t want him to realise how turned on I’m getting, or he’ll never let me go. “Let’s go back to being friends.”
“We weren’t friends to start with,” he grins as he moves his other hand between my legs instead. I take that wrist too and push him until he’s laying on his back, his arms pinned above his head. But the movement puts my chest in line with his face and he uses it to his advantage. Tilting his mouth upwards, he sucks on my breast.
“Well, we need to try being friends. Without benefits.” I keep my voice even as his tongue swirls over my nipple. “I’m not into relationships and I don’t want you falling for me.”
His excitement swells beneath me, and I really wish I could fuck him one last time. I don’t do relationships, or messy emotions, but it doesn’t mean that I don’t have needs. Through conversations with friends, I’ve come to realise that I need sex more than the average girl my age, and so my arrangement with Chase has been ideal. Until recently, when he started making jokes, hinting that he sees this as more than just casual sex. I can’t go down the path of letting him fall for me. I need to cut it off before it even begins.
Such a shame, I think as I release his hands and move off him. He’s so good in bed.
“Ugh,” Chase groans in frustration while I pick up my bra and put it on.
