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“Austin!” I gasp.

“Or here?” He spreads my thighs and places his knee against the warmth. The pressure from that nearly rips the orgasm from me.

My tee is pulled off, finally, and I can see him looming over me, his hands about to slide my panties down.

“I need to taste you,” he growls.

I open my mouth, not sure if I’m going to say something, but I stare as he pulls my panties down and flicks his tongue along the length of me. Stars wink in my vision as I bite down on my moan. Every thought tumbles from my head as his tongue laps at me.

"Fuck, you’re so wet…so fucking beautiful."

He’s killing me with his tongue, with his words. My heartbeat thuds in my head as I fist the sheets. “Austin,” I ground out. “I’m going to come.” Saying the word pushes me over the edge and as his finger thrusts inside of me, the stars spark, and I’m clenching his finger as he tastes me.

I’m aware of him peppering kisses along my body before he grips my chin, forcing me to look at him. Molten desire swirls in the golds within the hazel. Our mouths collide as he thrusts inside of me, swallowing my moans. I dig my nails into the thick thread of muscles in his shoulders as he plunges hard and deeper with each thrust. The pressure on my clit, the sensations inside of me, turns up the dial and then he rocks his hips. The feel of his dick slowly pulling back to pummel me hits a different spot.

Fuckfuckfuck.“Whitlock,” I whimper.

“I fucking love my name leaving your lips.”

He nips at the soft skin of my throat, his mouth sucking as his thrusts become more demanding. Harder. Faster. I cry out, feeling like his dick is hitting the heated ball in my pelvis. The orgasm is rushing up on me, I pant the moment I clench around him, his release throbs as his cries are stifled in my neck. His breath is warm against my skin, stirring something inside of me.

Austin Whitlock has completely unraveled me.

He kisses my forehead, pulls out, and drops to the side of me, panting. "Let me just get my second wind."

I giggle, and then I gawp at him. "You're joking?"

The wolfish grin hits me right in my core. "I eat ten pancakes, M.I.A., one is never going to be enough."

Holy.

Shit.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN ¦ ICE

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Mia

"Iknow we need to talk."

The silence is long. Heavy. Full of questions. Austin moves onto his side, head cradled in his hand as the sheets do nothing to hide the abs I’d licked like a popsicle. He hooks me in with the hazel, the green swirling. They'd swirled in the dean's office, but this is different. "I think I need to explain."

"I'm sorry your mom used the podcast to hurt you."

Austin takes my hand. "There's nothing she can say that can hurt me now. Harry used your friendship and blindsided you. Mom wanted that podcast to come out exactly as it did. She's calculating...and a bitch."

I see the flicker of anger move through the hazel. I don't need to ask how a parent could hurt their child in that way because I already know. "I'm sorry," I say again. I'm not really sure what to say for the best. I want to tell him that I understand him more than he knows. More than I'm willing to admit at this moment.

Austin sighs. "I want to tell you about my brother, Matt."

I nod, not trusting my voice.

Austin smiles, the light burning back the clouds in his eyes. "He was a great big brother. The best. Protective. Stupid.Annoying. We fought, we laughed, we did almost everything together. We shared a bedroom so there weren't any secrets between us.” His face lights up, lost in the memory.

"He was so good at sports, better than me, and you know how hard that is to admit” He smiles sadly. “Whatever Matt put his hand to, he excelled at. Baseball. Hockey. Basketball. I really looked up to him. You'll be surprised to hear this, but I wasn't so good at any sports... I couldn't even swim that well, but Matt encouraged me, he was always making me feel like I was getting better."

My throat burned for him already, and I knew the worse was to come.

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