Page 9 of Dump and Chase

ChapterFive

Ethan

Iopened my eyes, my face nestled into Tangi’s neck. We must have fallen asleep. From the scant evening light, it was maybe around nine o’clock. That was what I missed most about summers back home. Late summer nights when it wasn’t pitch black until after eleven.

I didn’t want to move, instead enjoying the feel of Tangi in my arms, the way she smelled of citrus and lavender. I thought of the last few hours where nothing seemed to matter but having my Tangi back. The sex was just as I’d remembered, and thinking of the sounds she made, the way she’d moved and teased had my cock getting hard again. That was the thing about us: the sex had always been good, despite how young we’d been when we’d first started dating. Neither of us had been virgins, but we hadn’t been experienced either. Together we’d experimented, and the results had been mind-blowing.

I gently kissed her neck, and she rolled over to face me. I caressed her shoulder, then let my hand slip down to her breast. Her nipples looked red and swollen from the abuse they’d taken from me earlier, so this time I leaned in and rolled my tongue over one, then the other. She mewled in satisfaction. She had the perfect breasts—not too big and not too small. I was a tits man, and I could play with hers all day long.

“Do you plan to torture me some more?” she asked, her hand slipping down to my semi-hard cock. “Because two can play at that game.”

My hand found the soft folds of her pussy, and without warning, I shoved two fingers inside of her. She bucked at the intrusion, giving my cock a momentary break, but when I saw her bite her lip, I knew what she had in mind. I didn’t give her a chance. In one effortless maneuver, I had her on her stomach and she giggled in delight. Fuck, how I missed that.

“Hands and knees, Tangi,” I whispered in her ear.

We both liked it doggy style, and she didn’t put up an argument. I lined my cock up to her sopping entrance, and slammed into her to the hilt. She squeaked at the invasion, but soon she was meeting me thrust for thrust. Her pussy was like a vise on my cock, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold out for long—and I wasn’t coming alone. I reached around and massaged her swollen clit. Within seconds, I was exploding inside her and she followed close behind. We both crumpled to the bed, exhausted.

“Okay, no more. I don’t think I could take it,” she said breathlessly.

“I figured it was my way of getting in shape for training camp.”

She punched me playfully in the arm. “I think it would help if we replenished ourselves. Don’t we have some burgers and probably gross french fries in your fridge?”

“We do, and if we douse them in gravy, the fries will taste just fine.”

Her eyes had taken on a bit more green as she stared at me. “Is that why you get the gravy?”

“Sort of. I love gravy and it makes old fries bearable.”

“Smart.”

She was going to get back into her black dress, but I rummaged through one of my drawers and pulled out a T-shirt for her instead. These last few hours with her had helped to ease the pain of Dad’s death, and her dress was a painful reminder, even though she looked amazing in it.

“This is kind of like old times,” she said as I pulled the food from the fridge and popped it in the microwave. I grabbed a bottle of white wine, a Riesling I was sure she’d like. I’d always kept a bottle around for what? A moment like this? Just in case?

“We spent too many late nights doing this.”

“Thankfully, it didn’t affect your play.”

I laughed. “That we know of.”

I grabbed two plates and when the microwave beeped, I plated our food with her fries drenched in gravy. She ate a forkful and nodded her approval.

“How are we going to explain our absence?” she asked.

“We were catching up.”

She arched a brow and then glanced at her watch. “For the last six hours?”

“It was a lot of catching up. Three years’ worth.”

My phone trilled with a text. While Tangi ate, I grabbed my phone and my heart picked up a few beats. Brandi.

I miss you, babe. I can’t wait to see you and sort out everything. I want us back on the right track. Love you.

“You okay? Bad news?” Tangi asked.

I shook my head and set down my phone. I’d answer Brandi later.

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