Page 46 of Foreplay on Words

Chase jumped and dropped the bottle of shampoo she’d been holding as I stood in the opening of my walk-in shower. I quickly crossed to her and grabbed her by the elbow as she started to slip backward.

The last thing we needed was for me to scare her into a concussion. That wasn’t the banging I wanted to get into with her.

“Holy fuck. You asshole,” she laughed loudly. “You scared the shit out of me.”

She continued laughing as I pulled her up against my bare chest and kissed her.

“I didn’t know late 90s pop was your thing,” I teased.

“It’s obviously yours since you knew the lyrics!”

“I blame my sister,” I shrugged.

“I blame my childhood,” she snarked as she crossed her arms, which pushed her breasts together enticingly.

“You were like ten when that came out. Your parents let you listen to that?”

She giggled as she snuggled up against me and ran a hand up into the hair at the base of my neck. “No, but my brother’s girlfriend did.”

“Corrupting young minds, such a shame.”

“I thought you liked this corrupt mind,” she smiled at me.

“Oh, I do.”

I was sure I more than liked it, but I was keeping that one close to the vest. She already knew I could be socially awkward. We didn’t need to add ‘clingy’ to what she thought of me. I was serious when I told her I wasn’t sure if I could let her go. I didn’t want her to return to Boston.

My head knew it was inevitable for her to go home, but my heart had already made a place for her here with me. I tended to get attached to things I enjoyed, and Chase was bound to become my newest addiction.

“How was your run?”

“Fast,” I laughed.

“Eager for something, are we?” she teased as she pressed against me tighter, her nipples grazing my chest.

“Nope.”

Her eyes shot up to mine, and she pinched my nipple with the hand resting on my chest.

“So violent,” I laughed.

“You like it,” she teased softly, running her thumb over the peak. “Do I need to kiss it better?”

She was giving me a run for my money. I thought she was a tease before things became physical between us, but now, she was insatiable.

“I mean, I won’t turn you kissing me down.” I knew what those lips could do.

“Right answer,” she said as she began to kiss and suck at my neck, working her way down my chest. Then she was nipping at the poor nipple she seemed to enjoy torturing.

“Ah, fuck,” I grunted, the pain only seeming to solidify things that had started to grow when I found her wet and naked.

“Someone seems to enjoy it.” Her warm, wet hand encircled my shaft, and I couldn’t help but flex my hips into her ministrations.

“Fuck, you’re driving me insane.” But I loved every minute of it. I never expected the reaction my body had to small amounts of pain.

“Now you know how I feel,” she whispered as she licked a line up to my earlobe. Her teeth tugged on it, and I moaned louder as she continued the sweet torture on my body. “I want you constantly.”

My palms found the swells of her breasts and slowly caressed them until she was moaning into my neck, continuing to pleasure me. This woman was a vixen, and I couldn’t think around her, much less deny her desires.

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