Page 36 of Just A Little Chase

“Open your pretty mouth so I can fuck it,” he rasped.

Eyes on him, she wrapped her fingers around his erection and parted her lips over the head of his cock. He inhaled a sharp breath as she enveloped him in her warm, wet mouth, taking him all the way to her throat, then back up again. Her hand followed in firm strokes up and down his shaft, and it wasn’t long before he was guiding her head a little faster, a little deeper, while she sucked him harder, squeezed his dick tighter, and pushed him to the brink of insanity in no time flat.

He swore out loud, and gripping her hair, he pulled her mouth off of him. She made a disappointed sound in the back of her throat, as if she would have happily sucked him off, and he shook his head and exhaled harshly.

“As good as that feels, I want to come inside you while you’re riding my cock,” he rasped, untangling his fingers from her hair, now completely disheveled from his manhandling. “As deep as I can get.”

Desire sparked in her eyes, and while she stood, he quickly sheathed his cock with the condom. Then, grabbing her hips, he pulled her forward. She straddled his lap and reached between them, dragging the head of his shaft through her slick arousal before positioning the sensitive head right against her core, taking him one excruciating inch inside of her before stopping.

Her hands moved to his shoulders, and her eyes met his. “Do it,” she whispered on a sultry dare. “Fuck me, as deep as you can go.”

Jesus. With his fingers still digging into her hips, he jerked her down, hard and fast, until he was seated to the hilt inside her. She gasped at the initial shock of him filling her full, then as her body adjusted around him, she dropped her head back, moaned and started to move on him.

He watched her, enraptured by the sinuous way she arched her back and gyrated her hips, and the tempting bounce of her breasts as she rode his cock before grinding down on him to create friction against her clit. He skimmed his palms along the indentation of her waist and continued upward, until he reached her breasts. Taking them in his hands, he squeezed the soft flesh and plucked her stiff peaks, eliciting a soft cry of pleasure from her lips. Then, he soothed that sting with his tongue, licking then lightly, sucking her nipples until whimpers of need filled the air between them.

He raised his hands to her face, tipping her head forward and watching as she opened her eyes, meeting his gaze and giving him a glimpse of warmth, affection, and so much passion. The connection between them was raw and real, unlike anything he’d ever experienced, and his heart thundered in his chest at the knowledge of just how much Lauren meant to him. Physical pleasure was a given between them, but he hadn’t counted on the emotional component of how this woman made him feel. More alive than he had in years.

But knowing that realization changed nothing after tonight, he focused on this moment with her and the way she moved on him a little faster as she chased her own orgasm. Her lips parted as her breathing escalated, along with the frantic way she fucked herself on his cock, and then her lashes fluttered closed as he felt the tension inside of her begin to unravel.

“Look at me, baby,” he ordered huskily, still holding her flushed face in his hands, his own body taut beneath hers and ready to follow her over the peak. “I want to feel it all, and I want to look into your eyes as you come for me.”

She opened her eyes, staring into his as the last tendrils of her release broke free. Deep and intense, the orgasm quaked through her and pulsed around his shaft, the pleasure almost unbearable as she splintered apart with a soft cry of bliss. He grunted as he thrust up into her, bringing her mouth to his. He claimed her with a deep, possessive, tongue-tangling kiss as he surrendered to his own explosive release, coming long and hard, until she’d wrung him dry and he had nothing left to give.

Especially not the kind of promises she deserved.

She collapsed against his chest, and he wrapped his arms around her and held her close, his hands stroking up and down her back while he imprinted everything about her to memory.

Because by this time tomorrow evening, she would no longer be his.

Chapter Fifteen

On the drive home the following afternoon, during a lull in the light, superficial conversation between her and Chase, Lauren turned her head and stared at the NYC skyline coming into view. As happy as she was to be home, she dreaded the moment she and Chase would part ways.

And she knew they would. She’d woken up that morning alone in bed, Chase already in the shower. Even after he walked out of the bathroom—fully dressed—he’d gone downstairs to get them coffee and a light breakfast, to “give her some privacy” to get ready herself.

After everything that had transpired between them, what the hell was up with that? A stupid question, because she knew it was Chase’s way of putting distance between them, creating a tangible and jarring shift from the man who’d made love to her the night before, and the connection they’d established over the last few days. Instead, he’d re-erected his emotional walls and it hurt to the core considering how much they’d shared over the course of the weekend.

Not just sex, which had been the best she’d ever had, but their deep, intimate discussions, and the way they’d both been vulnerable enough to open up about different parts of their past. She understood how painful his childhood had been, and how that had impacted his adult life, and she’d foolishly hoped that maybe she’d given him a reason to believe in them. That together, they had something worth fighting for.

Instead, after he’d returned with coffee, fruit, and some muffins on a tray, he stated that he’d wanted to get an early start on the drive home. He started packing up things and loading the car like he couldn’t get out of there fast enough. That’s when she knew it was over, without the need for conversation. He’d fulfilled his obligation as her weekend boyfriend, and they really were going to go their separate ways.

Her heart ached but she reminded herself that he hadn’t made her any promises. In fact, he’d been painfully upfront and clear about his inability to be anything more than a temporary diversion and affair. “…the reality is, I don’t do long term because I don’t know how. I don’t do commitments because I don’t have that ability. I can’t make you the kind of promises someone like you deserves.”

Clearly, despite everything, those words still held true, and she’d been stupid to believe she could have been the one to pry open his heart and show him everything he deserved.

She closed her eyes and breathed deep, remembering the conversation she’d had with her mother the night before at the reception. About how much her parents really liked Chase, and how they couldn’t wait for them to come and visit again.

“I just want to say, this weekend is the happiest I’ve seen you in years and it fills my heart with so much joy,” her mother had said, as she gently touched Lauren’s cheek. “I see the way Chase has watched you this entire evening, the way he looks at you like he truly adores you…”

Lauren swallowed hard. If only that were true, then she’d be sitting beside a different man. One who hadn’t given her every indication he was about to let her go. A man who would have fought for her.

But despite everything, Chase was a good guy. A victim of a shitty upbringing that had skewed his views on relationships and commitment to a woman, but still a solid, honorable man.

As she felt his car make the familiar turns and stops toward her apartment building, the pain in her chest increased. And since Chase hadn’t mentioned seeing her again, she resigned herself to the reality of their situation. This was the end.

The vehicle came to a stop. The engine shut off, and Lauren forced her eyes back open, glancing at Chase, determined to keep things amicable despite her feeling so shattered inside.

“Thank you for standing in as my boyfriend for the weekend. I appreciate it.” She hated how impersonal her words sounded, but she didn’t know what else to say.

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