Page 51 of Chase Lovett Wants Me

I whip it over my head and she sighs as her warm back meets my hard chest.

She moves one hand to the waistband of her pants. “I want you to touch me.”

“You want me to touch you where?” I ask, clarifying. My cock is so fucking hard, and Cammie keeps shifting around in my lap, rubbing her ass on my erection.

“My pussy, please,” she whispers.

She doesn’t have to ask twice. I pop the button on her jeans. “Can I take these off to make it easier?” Cammie naked in my lap? Yes, fucking please.

She grips the armrests and lifts enough that I can push her jeans and black lace panties over her hips and down her thighs. She kicks them off and settles back in my lap.

I run my hands down her thighs and push her knees apart. “Hook your feet around my calves,” I instruct.

Cammie adjusts her position so she’s spread for me and my palms glide back up the inside of her thighs, thumbs sweeping along the edge of her pussy. She whimpers and grips the armrests.

Aragorn and Legolas lay Arwen on the bed and shower her body with kisses. I skim her clit as Aragorn buries his face between her thighs. When he slides a finger into Arwen, I do the same to Cammie.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I murmur in her ear, adding a second finger, pumping into her soft wetness. “I can’t wait to taste you again.”

Cammie tugs on my hand between her thighs. “Give me your fingers.”

I reluctantly do as she asks, then almost cream in my fucking pants when she drags my pussy-juice-soaked index finger along her bottom lip, shoves her hand into my hair, twists my head, and offers me her mouth.

I suck her bottom lip and slide my fingers back inside her. Cammie arches, ass pressing against my erection. I cup her cheek and explore her mouth with my tongue, while I finger-fuck her to the same rhythm. She moans into my mouth, shuddering her way through an orgasm.

When she melts into me, I bite the edge of her jaw. “Stop being so enticing for a hot second so I can finish this chapter.”

She laughs and rests her head against my shoulder, cheek against my neck.

“Oh fuck,” I mutter as I get to the part where Arwen sits onAragorn’s face and she fists both their cocks. And then blows them. “This is hot as hell,” I groan, scrolling with shaky hands as Arwen gets tag-teamed and really, really seems to love it.

I’m panting by the time I’ve finished the chapter. I grip Cammie by the waist and carry her over to her bed. It’s a twin, and stupidly small compared to the hotel king, but I’m desperate for the taste of her on my tongue. I lay her out on the bed, drag her to the edge by her ankles, sink to my knees, and bury my face in her pussy. She pulls a pillow over her face to muffle her moans. I make her come again and I feel like a fucking god.

I stand and she sits up, legs bracketing mine as she fumbles with my belt. “You don’t have to,” I grind out.

She arches a brow. “Oh, but Chase, Iwantto.”

She frees my erection, her delicate, warm, soft fingers wrapping around my shaft. She gives it a slow stroke and nuzzles it, eyes closing as she rubs it on her cheek. It’s weeping already.

Her gaze lifts to mine as she drags her tongue through the slit and presses a soft kiss to the tip. “I want you to fuck my mouth again.” She brushes her lips back and forth over the head.

My cock kicks in her hand. “Like last time?”

She nods and wraps her lips around the head, applying suction.

“I want to try something, but you tell me if it doesn’t work for you, okay?”

Her eyes light up with excitement that makes my dick even harder. “Okay. How do you want me?”

That’s a loaded fucking question. I want her hard and fast, soft and slow, and every way in between. But one step at a time.

I tap the end of the mattress. “I want your head right here, Cammie.”

She lies down on the bed, gloriously naked, the top of her head at my thighs. I adjust her so her head is almost hanging off the bed. I cup her head in my hand, supporting her so she doesn’t have to strain her neck. One shin is braced against theedge of the bed, the other knee rests on the mattress beside her head. She takes me in her hand and guides me to her mouth. As soon as her lips cover the crown, she releases me.

Cammie tips her head back, opening wider, and I slide in a couple of inches. The view is fucking incredible even if the position requires more focus on my part. But I have a plan and excellent thigh strength. And Cammie is a fucking adventure in bed, so we can probably make this work.

“This okay?” I grind out.

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