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“Hmm?”
“I did win the bet. And I turned the tables on you.”
Her throat works as she struggles to swallow while I rub her. “I think you called it…winner’s choice?”
“That’s right. But there’s another reason.” I hook my finger inside her panties. “Just the night before, you slept with this pussy bare less than a foot away.”
Another hard swallow. “Yeah.”
“And I promised myself two things.”
“What’s that?”
“That I was going to taste that delicious scent that kept me up all night very soon.”
I rub my thumb in circles over her clit.
She whimpers throatily. “And the second?”
I grin, hovering my mouth over hers. “That I was going to torture you just as slowly. All. Night. Long.”
She gasps as I push two fingers into her. “I knew that was going to come back to bite me.”
I flash her a cocky smile before pulling her bottom lip between my teeth, drawing a tender shriek out of her. “And I bite hard, beautiful.”
24
Ihave to be certifiably insane to be excited for what Chase has in store for me tonight.
I should put the brakes on. Tell him I don’t take demands from anyone. But I want him to own me tonight. To pleasure me in every way I am sure I’ve never been.
There’s a light snap behind my back and my bra comes loose, but he doesn’t pull it off me quite yet. Instead, he presses a firm hand to my belly. “Lie back, baby.” It’s another gentle command that has me tingling everywhere.
He slides the straps down my arms, tossing the lacy fabric to the side. He roams his eyes over my breasts and with a low growl, bends to take one hard nipple in his mouth, sucking and pulling, making me squirm.
“Now?” I practically beg.
“No.” He responds with a growl, and what I’m picking up isn’t play. It’s almost like a don’t tempt me, because I’ll cave. And I file that away.
Chase Reeves is capable of caving under temptation.
Swallowing my need, I wait for him. He sucks on the other nipple, as I shamelessly writhe under him, pushing my pelvis against his hard cock that’s got to be painfully stretching inside his pants.
He tests the waters again. And hums appreciatively. “Hmm…soaking outside these panties. Keep that up, baby, and they’re going to be useless to both of us.”
He’s not wrong. If he doesn’t take them from me, I’ll likely toss them for failing me tonight.
“Please let me take them off.”
And…apparently, I’m not above begging. Who knew?
“I’ve got you,” he reassures and pushes off the bed.
What? How is that better?
He moves to his dresser and takes his shirt off.
No shirt. No shirt Chase is good.
