Page 46 of Eye Candy

After hearing him say my real name, it physically hurt when the fake one crossed his lips.

“Say it ten times,” I suggested.

“This is inadvis?—”

I pushed his shoulder. “No. Say Caroline.”

He eyed me over the top of his wire-framed lenses, his gaze full of hot promise. “Caroline, Caroline, Caroline. Is that enough?”

No, it was not.

I wanted to rub myself to the tune of him chanting my real name. I wanted to roll around in a sound, and that wasn’t even possible. If he said my name enough times, in his grumbly professor’s voice with the stern expression he often wore when he looked at me, I might orgasm right here on the floor tiles.

Instead, I squeezed my thighs together and leaned back against the bathtub to study him. Even in a robe, barefoot and sitting on the floor, Chase looked expensive.

(I ignored the little voice that whisperedout of your budget.)

It was the way his hair sat in elegant waves, somehow not mussed by the earlier chaos, and the way his nose jutted proudly like a ski jump on a vacation only people like him could afford. But there was also kindness in his mismatched eyes—usually. Not now. Now they were hungry, and a bit frustrated.

Just how I liked.

I climbed to my feet, Chase’s hands bracketing my hips in case I slipped. When I offered him a hand up in return, he took it. I liked that he did. His hands were warm, with those thick fingers I found so incredibly sexy. I imagined them running over my body, burrowing inside me as I squirmed…

On his feet, Chase left his hand in mine. Like magnets, we drew closer together. I didn’t know if he was pulling or I was. Maybe it was both.

Just before our lips pressed together, I said, “Warning. I’m about to kiss you.”

His lips, an inch from mine, quirked. “I know.”

His mouth was firm and warm, and for two seconds, I managed to stow the desperation I had been feeling since hearing his belt buckle drop to the floor. Being in his arms felt like a familiar comfort, but this wasn’t about comfort. This was like twisting the valve of a Bunsen burner fully open. Our kiss turnedhungry and desperate. I wanted to lick up the quality that made him so good and ingest it somehow; to keep, to remember him by.

Tentatively, I asked, “Can I?—?”

“Yes, Caroline, fuck yes.”

I love when he swears.

I did what I’d been wanting to do since I met him: I jumped him like he was a pommel horse, throwing my legs around his waist and trusting he’d catch me. Chase wrapped his arms under my ass and hauled me to him as if he was trying to pull my body through his. He wanted me just as much as I wanted him. My breasts mashed into the front of his robe as our lips and tongues warred with desperation that neither of us wanted to verbalize. We kissed and kissed and it was everything, until suddenly, it wasn’t. It wasn’t nearly enough.

As if he could read my mind, Chase put me back down on the tiles and steadied me. But I didn’t have time to miss the contact, as he began kissing a path down my neck, hot little stamps of desire.

“Can I touch your breasts?” he asked between kisses.

“Yes. You can touch me anywhere. If I don’t like something, I’ll tell you. Just don’t put your hands around my throat. I don’t like that.”

“I remember.” He pressed a kiss to my lips again. “Thank you for trusting me.”

Then his hands were inside my robe on my breasts, exploring their shape and weight. When he lightly pinched both nipples at the same time, I gasped. He grinned against my neck, then his lips were kissing a downward path, fastening around one of the buds he’d pinched as he caressed it with his tongue.

After so long wanting him and knowing I couldn’t have him, being confronted with a buffet-like experience kissing him was almost too much. But this would be our only time together, and I didn’t want a slow and leisurely sampling of every option. I wanted him to fuck me. Hard, deep, and relentless.

“Chase.” I breathed. “Don’t tease.”

He smiled. “Hypocrite.”

“What?”

“You love to tease me.” He nipped at my earlobe. “So you can dish it but you can’t take it, huh Caroline?”

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