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Of course he’s happy I am setting Phillip up with another woman. I do love that he’s jealous and possessive over me though. Every girl needs a little of that to make her feel desirable. As long as he keeps it to a minimum, we’ll be just fine.

We finish the evening sliding into Chase’s limo. The drinks have been flowing in copious amounts and we are all feeling the effects of the alcohol. First stop, we drop off Kat. I’m surprised when Carson gets out of the car with her.

“Would you like me to send Jack to take you home later?” Chase offers.

Kat snuggles into Carson’s chest and whispers something in his ear. “Uh…nope. Won’t need it. She’ll take me home when we’ve sobered up. Get out of here. Go celebrate with your woman Mr. Hunk of the Year. I mean…what did you win again?” He shakes his head, trying to clear it.

“Hunk of the Year. You’re exactly right.” Chase laughs. “Kathleen, please don’t drive him home too soon.” He hands her a card through the window. “This is my business card with my cellphone. Please call if you need anything or would like to have Jack pick him up.” She takes the card.

“I don’t plan on taking him anywhere anytime soon…if at all,” she admits. Carson gropes her ass and kisses her neck sloppily. I watch through the window in utter shock, leaning heavily on Chase as they make a spectacle of themselves.

“I can’t wait to get you naked,” is the last thing I hear Carson say before Jack maneuvers the stretched limo out onto the streets.

“Holy shit, did you see that? They are totally going to sleep together tonight!” I exclaim.

Chase’s eyes sparkle and he pulls me onto his lap. “He told me he was going to ride that mare until morning. Make her so bowlegged she wouldn’t be able to walk straight tomorrow!” He laughs and I snort and giggle with him.

“What is he? A modern day cowboy?”

Chase shrugs. “I guess. He’s always enjoyed the westerns. He actually does have a farm outside of the city where he has a barn and several horses. Says it’s the closest thing to the country he can do without moving to Texas.”

“I like him, he’s a good guy,” I confide.

“He is. And he’ll treat Kathleen like a princess…well, after he’s done fucking her silly. That boy does like to fuck.” Chase’s inebriated state is making him a little more mouthy than usual.

“Speaking of fucking…” I pull up my skirt and slide to the floor.

“What are you doing?” Chase asks as my hands fumble with his belt buckle. “Oh shit, Baby! Here?” I love surprising him. He needs to let loose more often. I grin evilly. I haven’t had a chance to become close and personal friends with his dick and right now, nothing short of a car accident could keep me from sucking him off.

I unzip his pants and Chase looks down at me through half closed lids. I grip his pants and underwear and slide them down to his ankles. His cock is free and comes alive as I pump it a couple times in greeting. His head drops back to the headrest and he licks those soft lips. He has a beautiful cock. It’s long, very thick and perfectly pink. Overall the largest out of any of my previous lovers and it’s prettier too. It’s perfectly straight, standing out proud, anxiously awaiting my attention. I slowly drag my lips and chin along the length becoming familiar with his scent. The musky smell invades my senses, making my mouth water. I slide my fingers through the dark thatch of curls at the base and grip his length bringing my lips to the large crown. Chase’s gaze finds mine as I dart my tongue out to lick the tip. He bites his lips and thrusts his hips as I bring my entire mouth over the tip swirling my tongue around the head.

“God, Baby, so good,” Chase says breathless, eyes never leaving mine.

His words spur me on and I take him deeper into my mouth dragging my lips against his length then back, ending at the crown. I tickle the slit at the top with my tongue forcing him to jerk up into my mouth with a small thrust. Precum leaks out the slit on top coating my tongue with its salty goodness. Shivers of lust slip down my spine and wet my panties as I imagine the taste of his release on my tongue. I lick the entire length sliding my tongue up and down him, lathering every inch of his beautiful cock with my saliva. I pull him deep into my mouth until the wide head bumps against the back of my throat. I relax my jaw and swallow around him, breathing through my nose. A deep moan pushes past his lips and I can feel the muscles of his thighs tighten. He inhales and I push him down the back of my throat taking him deep into my body. Then I hum and moan around his cock, the muscles of my throat constricting around the crown.

“Holy Fuck, so deep, baby, never before,” he whispers as I start to move in earnest, taking him down my throat then sucking tightly on my way up. His fingertips lightly caress my hairline as I slide up and down his length. My gag reflex is not strong, and I’m able to relax enough to bring him so deep my nose is tickled by his pubic hair. I take a slow breath in through my nose, and, when he’s as deep into my throat as I can take him, I swallow. His hips shoot up at the intense pressure sliding further into me.

“Shit, I’m going to come!” He tries to pull away, but I double my efforts and suck and lick him until he’s begging for release. His hands thread into my hair and he gently holds my head, fingers wound through my hair as he fucks my mouth. I’m wildly sucking his cock as he thrusts once, then twice until his entire body tenses, his ass lifting off the leather seat to thrust deep. He groans loud as his release jets into my mouth and down the back of my throat. He’s moaning my name as I suck harder, using my hand at the base to prolong his pleasure. His taste is heavenly. Thick and tangy. I happily swallow every last drop. It’s a dish best served hot, and I’m one hungry lady.

When I lift my head, Chase is leaning against the headrest of the leather seats, pants down around his ankles, wet penis still semi-erect but losing its battle with rigidity. His mouth is open and he’s sucking in large gulps of air. I smile with pride and cuddle up to his side caressing the soft skin of his thigh, scratching my nails through the light dusting of leg hair. He turns his head and looks at me stunned. “I’ve never been deep throated before. You are a Goddess!” he says, wonder dripping from his tone.

I laugh. “No, I just don’t really have that much of a gag reflex,” I admit.

“You’re still a Goddess, and I’m one lucky bastard,” he says and kisses me. We take turns leading the kiss all the way back to his Penthouse.

We make our way through the building and up the fifty flights into his home. We’re both dead on our feet. He unzips my dress and turns around to grab his pajamas. He tosses one of his white t-shirts my way and I remove my bra and throw the shirt on over my panties. He pulls back the covers and hops in. I slide in and cuddle into his chest. I kiss the space covering his heart.

“Thank you for tonight.” He’s silent and unmoving from my spot on his chest. I think for a moment that he’s fallen asleep but as I look up I find he’s watching me. “I’m really proud to be with the Humanitarian of the Year.” He hugs me and kisses me softly on the lips.

His eyes reach mine. “No, I’m the lucky one, to be here with you.” I smile and snuggle back down to his chest. I place my ear directly over his heart and fall asleep to the sound of his heart beating.

Chapter 12

“Wake up, Beautiful. It’s Game Day!” Chase slides his hand along my back tickling my spine. “Your phone has been beeping like crazy for the past hour. I think you should check it.”

I open my eyes and stretch tired limbs. Game Day. Oh! This is going to be so much fun.

I’m bringing my significant other to hang out with all of my best friends.Significant other.Hmm, it’s going to take some getting used to. Chase is standing in a towel, using another towel on his wet hair. I look my fill and watch him walk across the room. The man is a hunk. Carson’s drunken words come back to me. “Hunk of the Year” I laugh to myself.

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