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I don’t know how to respond. His words floor me. The meaning behind them, his promise, is startling. “What’s happening between us?” I take a shuddering breath asking the question I’ve wanted to know since the moment I realized this thing between us wasn’t going to go away. If I was honest it was the moment I realized the hell we were going to go through when I found out he was the Chairman of the Board. My insides heat, anxiety swirls within my gut as I take a deep breath. The words spill from my lips so quickly I’m not able to hold them back. “What I’m feeling…it’s too fast.” I close my eyes.

He pulls me to his chest and holds me tightly. His gaze pierces mine. “For me, too.”

After an eternity of staring into one another’s minds, hearts and souls, he pulls at my sweater and I hold my arms above my head. His fingers slide the straps of my bra down, then he unhooks the back, letting it fall. My breathing quickens. I can tell he’s brooding about Phillip and me but this thing between us is too strong to ignore. It’s like a live wire sparking at both ends, burning us, scarring our souls with an imprint of the other.

Chase doesn’t speak. He unsnaps my jeans and gestures for me to stand. I do and he pulls my jeans and panties down at the same time leaving me bare before him. His eyes scour every inch of my naked form. His fingers trace the sides of my rounded breasts, down each rib, along my waistline before he grips my hips possessively and brings his face to my stomach. He places a hard kiss just under my naval before he pulls my body down to straddle his legs. I pull his t-shirt over his head leaving him tenting his pajama bottoms, the fabric restricting his manhood. He traces my curves with the tips of his fingers again in the lightest caress. He draws an infinity symbol over my chest and between my breasts. I lean my head back and close my eyes in pure ecstasy as he takes one hard peak into the warmth of his mouth. He sucks the tip and then clamps his perfect teeth against the swollen flesh. The jolt goes straight to my core and I push my breast against his mouth, wanting, needing more of him. My fingers dig into his shoulders as he places wicked lashes of his talented tongue against each breast with biting precision. He nips and licks until I’m panting and grinding against his cock. I’m coating his pants with the wetness between my thighs.

Finally, I can wait no longer. “Chase, please,” I beg.

He grins devilishly and bites my breast softly while pinching the other peak to perfection.

I grip his head. “Chase…”

“These are mine.” He licks and bites each tip again. I sigh in agreement. “Say they’re mine, Baby,” he urges with a hard suck and swirl of his tongue. I jerk my hips against his hardness trying to force him to touch methere.

“Yours.” The word slips from my dry mouth as I focus hard on the building pressure his words of ownership send through my body. He has me twisting and rutting on top of him, barreling to the top of the roller coaster, waiting to be pushed off into a free fall.

He slides his hand down to my clit and presses his thumb in teasing circles. I cry out and shudder, wrapping my legs around his waist to thrust harder against his hand. He swirls slowly, just out of the realm of tipping me over into the release I’m dying for. He licks his lips and kisses my throat. “Look down Baby, see me touching you.”

I look down and see his finger spinning in lazy circles over my cherry red clit, engorged and aching for the pressure only he can provide. “This. This is mine,” he affirms.

I nod, gyrating against his hand, needing more.

“Say it, Gillian.” His tone is strong, forceful, demanding.

“Yours, Chase, yours.” I gasp and tip my head back to see the swirling blue and white sky above our castle in the clouds.

He removes his hand and I cry out until he pulls down his pajama bottoms freeing his thick cock. God, he’s enormous. Harder and longer than I remember. I lick my lips in anticipation. He lifts my hips and rubs his dick along my soaked folds. He grins when he becomes slick with my essence before he centers me perfectly and presses just the head in. Teasing me with the beauty of his cock, of the completeness of our bodies joined together.

“More, please…” I go straight to shameless begging. I would do anything to get his dick inside me at this moment.

His hands on my waist bring me down hard as his hips thrust up, tearing into me, splitting me in half with the most obscene pleasure imaginable.

“Chase!” I scream out into the Heavens. The enormity of this moment, of being taken so fully, his penetration piercing a part so deep within me it’s never been touched before. Chase is a steel rod inside, wedged to the point where I don’t know where he stops and I begin. I can’t move, stunned by the perfection of our coupling.

“This, Gillian….” He slides his cock out of me, dragging the wide crown along swollen tissue from last night, then slams it back so deep I cry out. Tears prick my eyes, the pleasure is so intense. “This. Is. Mine. Your pretty pussy isminenow.” His teeth clench, the muscles in his forearms, biceps and neck are bulging with every thrust as he powers into me.

“Yes!” I cry out as my orgasm rips through me. I think I lose consciousness. All I can feel is movement, pleasure touching every surface of my skin, my insides, until I hear Chase’s mighty roar as his release overtakes him. He grips my ass and holds me in place until his jerking comes to a blistering halt, his semen filling me so full some of it spills out between our bodies.

Limp. My body, my mind, my heart is limp and sated. Chase holds me close as we lay naked, his hands sliding up and down my back tracing endless infinity symbols. Is it a metaphor for us? Forever. Has he always known from the moment we met? I remember him drawing the symbol on my knee in the bar that first night.

It’s too much.

Him. Me. Us.

It’s all encompassing and far too much to consider after the mind-blowing sex we just had.

I lie there in the bliss. The sun on my skin is warm but so is his chest. I snuggle in, sexually sated and exhausted. What happened here was monumental. It’s not possible to wrap my mind around it. He essentially staked his claim, in no uncertain terms, and I gave myself to him in a moment of passion. Completely, unequivocally, agreed to being his.

My self-doubt creeps in to this blissful moment and I worry about what he’s going to think when he finds out I am like the women he committed to protect as Chairman of the Board of the Safe Haven Foundation. Safe Haven helped save me once upon a time, which meanshesaved me. I sigh and he kisses the top of my head.

“Let’s shower and get ready for this evening.”

“About that. Chase you spent an awful lot of money on those clothes and that dress.” I look away nervously. “I can’t let you spend that kind of money on me. It’s not right.”

“Baby, I am a very rich man. I will buy you whatever I want, whenever I want, and you will let it go.”

“I know you’re rich. I don’t care. I’m not and I can’t afford things like that!” I cross my arms over my breasts struggling to find some modicum of decency for a serious conversation.

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