Page 42 of Escape You

I stomped back to the door and swung it open. “I’m not your prisoner.”

Chase leaned on the threshold, wearing nothing but boxer briefs and that mussed dark hair framing his blue eyes. Blue eyes that stared at me with all kinds of sweet promises. Heat swirled between my legs when he flashed me a sexy smile.

“Hey.”

“What do you want?” I glanced down at the small towel that barely covered my ass.

“I wanted to make sure you were okay. It’s three in the morning.”

“What?”

He touched his lips to cover his smile. “I lost track of time too. Come back to bed.”

“No.”

“Okay, how about dinner, then? We sort of skipped that part before.” He pointed his thumb behind him toward the bed. A reminder of why we’d skipped food earlier.

“I need clothes.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.” I stood taller. “And just so we’re clear. Last night can’t happen again.”

His blue gaze went dark with determination as he closed the space between us. “Are you pregnant, Mia?”

“What?” Jesus, I was slow this morning. Or tonight. Whatever time of day it was. “Stop using that as an excuse. You don’t care about making a baby. You just…”

“You’re right on that. I just want to be with you.” He brushed his lips over my temple and wet hair.

I swayed a little and reached out to his chest to steady myself. In the process, I let go of my towel. He hissed, blowing warm air into my scalp and neck. Goose bumps covered my arm, and I pressed my body against his.

Why couldn’t I have him? Why couldn’t this be a normal wedding night where we made love until we were sore or until this need I had for him dissipated. Though in this moment, I couldn’t fathom a time when I wouldn’t want Chase. His erection pressed against my throbbing clit. The moan that escaped my lips sent the both of us into a frenzy. I kissed him, feeling the soft contour of his lips and the roughness of the stubble on his face. From the beginning, the dichotomy that was Chase drew me in and held me prisoner.

“I’m going to take that as a “yeah, me too.” His breath came out in puffs as he stalked me back to the bed, the towel forgotten on the bathroom floor.

A few more hours with Chase wouldn’t hurt anyone. I told myself that over and over as I fell back on the cool mattress. The rumpled sheets cradled me with welcoming arms as Chase gently eased his form on top of me. The weight of him felt like home.

“I won’t let you go, Mia. We’re in this together. Do you see that?” He nibbled on my neck, grazing me with his teeth and soothing me with the velvety touch of his tongue.

I mumbled a yes again, wrapping my legs around his hips. He slipped inside me. My body surrendered to the euphoria his steel cock delivered right to my spot. “God, you feel so good.”

He gripped my butt, grinding into me, while I tunneled my fingers through his hair. He smiled as he watched us together like this while his hand kneaded my hip, my waist and then cupped my breast. “You’re so beautiful,” he said before he bent down to do that thing to me again, where he’d squeeze my nipples hard, before he offered relief with his wet mouth.

I bucked against him. Every time he switched from exquisite pain to pleasure, my need for him mounted, and I lost a bit more of myself to him. “I need to come.” I cradled his face and brought his mouth to mine.

He kissed me hard with an erratic rhythm that matched the increased tempo of his thrusts. Supporting his weight on his forearms, his fingers balled the sheets over my head as he pumped hard into me. That did me in. The tiny spark at my core exploded into an orgasm. My heart thrashed in my ears, as hot blood rushed through me.

“Oh fuck.” Chase mumbled on my lips. He plunged twice more, going deeper inside me.

I’d never let anyone come inside me without a condom like this. There was something so primal in this. I tightened my hold on him, squeezing my thighs around him.

The minutes on the clock by the nightstand slipped on by. The night wore on and I couldn’t find a reason to get away from him. Chase stayed in place too, hovering over me, our cores fused together.

“I can’t keep doing this with you.” I slid the pads of my fingers up his hard abs, chest, and shoulders, outlining every muscle there. The man was beyond hot. He was also my enemy. I couldn’t forget that.

“Why?” His gaze met mine before he bent down to kiss. A soft and deep kiss that touched my soul in a way that it shouldn’t, that couldn’t be. Falling for Chase was a bad idea.

“Because I can’t think when you’re near. Because this isn’t a real marriage,” I said in between breaths.

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