Page 24 of Regaining Integrity


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“You want it, you got it, babe.” Chase is gone again, but only long enough to drop his pants and boxers, freeing his erection. His enlarged dick bobs as he picks up his pants from the floor to produce a condom and steps away from his discarded clothes to return to me.

I brace myself, preparing for him to take me, but to my surprise, the condom wrapper is placed next to me on the bed as Chase covers me with his powerful, naked body.

He showers kisses on me, and for a second, it feels foreign—something I would have never thought Chase possible of. They’re gentle and nearing the levels of loving. His nimble fingers track down the center of my body until he cups my pussy.

“How wet are you for me?”

My breath catches.

His fingers skillfully separate my folds and graze over my clit and down to my core where I ache for more.

“Fucking soaked,” he hisses with satisfaction.

My head shoots up, hungrily searching for his lips. The need to consume him, to saturate my whole body in him and his presence is taking me over.

Our lips mesh together as my fingers dive into his hair. His muscular arms frame me as his talented fingers work in and out of me, hitting and rubbing against my walls in the most euphoric and talented ways.

The pad of his thumb applies constant pressure against my clit while rolling over it to match the movement of his fingers.

Chase stops just as my release comes closer, leaving it hanging by the tiniest of threads. My eyes fly open to watch him rip the condom open and roll it on while setting firmly between my legs.

I nearly detonate as he pulls me to him, his steely erection glides past my clit to nestle against where I need him …now.

His first thrust is powerful, the strength of his legs behind it as he settles deep inside me.

“Holy fuck!” I scream. He stretches me, forming me to fit him. It’s not an easy task, considering it’s been a while.

“Fuck, you’re tight.” He grunts, his neck straining with his head tilted back and his jaw set as he waits a few seconds for me to grow accustomed to him before he begins to pull out.

He sets a pace; it isn’t unforgiving, but it isn’t sweet lovemaking either. It’s more like a clash of thunderclouds in a great storm. The sky lights up with the passion surrounding us. Our kisses are starved and ravenous. Both our breaths catch when he settles back into me, and my fingers more than likely left small indents in his arms.

“You ready to come for me, babe?” His breath beats against my cheek.

“Yes.” I pant, digging the top of my head into my bed as my body arches up for him.

“Then give it to me,” he commands. Unlike any other time I’ve been with someone, my orgasm crashes into me, causing me to scream out my release. I tighten around Chase, my strength stopping his movements.

After a few shallow thrusts, I watch Chase come undone over me. It’s a sight to behold. Chase’s body stiffens and hangs over me as he rides out his release. His eyes glow down at me. I smile because I don’t think I have the ability to talk at the moment, especially with the heavenly look he has since the overhead light is right behind his head.

He flashes me a heart-stopping smile before he carefully eases out of me. I move back up to my knees as I watch him dispose of the condom in my minuscule bathroom and wipe himself off. When he comes back, he tosses me the towel he just used. Shutting the light off, he walks around to one side of my bed.

My nose wrinkles, but my mind won’t let me focus on the lack of care he gives me when he crawls under my covers and waits.

Chase Thorne is a stayer?

I can’t believe this.

Quickly wiping myself down, I want to toss on a shirt so badly. Instead, I crawl up the bed and join him under the covers, where he grabs and pulls me closer.

A cuddler too?

“Night,” he mutters, sounding already half asleep.

“Night,” I reply, feeling slightly confused as I begin to sober up and feel a little used.

Chapter Thirteen

Chase

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