Page 176 of Foreplay on Words

I laughed as I scooted down and straddled her lower legs, my hard cock brushing against her upper thigh.

She groaned as I kneaded her lower back with my thumbs, using long sweeping strokes against her soft skin. I could feel her muscles loosen up as she lay with her head turned to the side.

“That feels good,” she sighed as she shifted against the sheets, and the soft skin of her ass cheeks rubbed against the skin of my shaft. Each sigh and moan she made was making me harder and harder.

I was weeping and painfully hard when I got to her shoulders, leaning forward to reach without trying to poke her. Not that she seemed to mind when I poked her. Often repeatedly. But this was about comfort, not sex. Even if her little sighs were driving me insane.

“Did that help?” I whispered in her ear as I pushed the hair off her neck and gently rotated my thumbs against her soft skin.

“Mmmm... maybe you need to do the front,” she smiled against the soft cotton underneath her.

I stroked my finger along the side of her breast, and she let out a breathy moan. “So, you need a little attention right here?”

“A little further over,” she sighed as I felt goosebumps break out across her skin.

“What about here?” I asked as I scooted back slightly and gently eased my hand between her legs.

“Oh...” Her breathy moan was enough encouragement, and I slipped my hand in further, two fingers sliding inside her.

“I love how wet you get for me,” I groaned as she shifted her hips, and my fingers started to thrust lightly in and out of her. The wetter she got, the harder I became, my cock begging to get inside her. “You make me so hard. Can’t you feel what you’re doing to me with those sexy moans?”

She moaned as I leaned down and thrust my hard cock against the soft skin of her thigh.

“Fuck me.” Her quiet exclamation into the soft sheets was my breaking point. “I want you inside me. Now.”

I leaned forward, covering her body with my own as I placed my arms on either side of her. I shifted so our hips lined up and pressed my dick between her legs. She was wet and ready for me as the head slipped inside, and I moaned into her shoulder. “Fuck, I love you.”

“Me too,” she moaned as I thrust forward into her, setting a rhythm of rocking into her that had her grasping the sheets above her head.

The angle created the right amount of friction to make my blood pump and my heart race as I slid in and out of Chase. I reached down and slipped my hand under her, finding her engorged clit and pressing on it firmly until her hips were bucking back into mine.

“Fuck, I’m close,” I whispered into her ear as I rested my forehead on her shoulder.

With a few more thrusts of my hips, she was moaning loudly against the sheets, her eyes clamped shut as she clenched around me.

At her loud cries of satisfaction, I couldn’t hold back anymore as I wildly pushed my hips into hers, triggering an intense orgasm.

My heart pounded against her back as I kissed the side of her neck and shoulder as we came down from our highs. Gently pulling out of her, I settled beside Chase on the bed, gently pushing the hair from her face and tucking it behind her ear.

She smiled at me drowsily, and I knew that I’d made the right decision waiting until tomorrow to propose to her. She may not say it, but I knew she was a romantic and wanted the hearts and flowers.

I hoped she wasn’t disappointed if I said something embarrassing while trying to be romantic.

Evan

New York

Isobel had managed to distract Chase for a few hours after our book reading with edits on her newly completed manuscript. It gave me the perfect opportunity to head to the airport to pick up my family. Chase’s brothers, their spouses, and her parents had gotten into town while we were at our morning press event.

They were staying at a hotel a few blocks from ours. Far enough away that it couldn’t spoil the surprise but close enough that we could spend time with them for the next few days. If we decided to emerge from our hotel suite.

“Hey, you!” My sister exclaimed as she ran across the baggage claim area and jumped into my arms. She laid a sloppy kiss on my cheek, and I cringed as she dropped back to the floor and pinched it. “I can’t believe you’re going to get hitched!”

“Shhh...” I scolded her, looking around. I knew there was no way that Chase knew where I was, but I still didn’t need my sister announcing things into the airport.

“She hasn’t said yes, yet,” I laughed as I smiled at my parents, who were approaching us.

“Be nice to your brother, Kelly. You know he doesn’t like people staring at him,” my mother scolded, smiling.

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