Page 26 of Must Love Alligators

“Bailey,” he said gruffly against her lips.“Maybe we should slow down.”

She pulled back to look down at him and shook her head.“I don’t want to.”

“Are you sure?”

“You’re touching more than my lips and hands now, and it’s goingverywell,” she said.“I think we should keep going.”

Chase took a big gulp of air.“I just want—”

She wiggled in his lap.The move pressed her against his cock and he groaned, squeezing her ass.

“Please, Chase.”

This was new.She was different.How he felt about her was something he hadn’t felt before.But he was no saint.

With another groan, he grasped both of her hips and rolled her to her back.

She gave a little gasp, but he covered her mouth with his again.She opened her lips and arched up against him.Her hands slid down his back and under the edge of his T-shirt.Then her hands were on his bare skin.

Her touch was like electricity and he felt every nerve ending in his body popping.He kissed his way down her neck, running his hand down her side, hiking up her skirt, so he could press his fly against her panties only.Then he cupped a breast.

She moaned his name and her fingers dug into his back.Her nails scraped his skin as she slid them down to cup his ass, pressing him into her.

She was hot even through the denim of his jeans and he was suddenly hungry for her.Hungrier than he’d ever been.

“Need you, Bailey,” he said gruffly.

“Yes.”Her voice was breathless.“Condom?”

“Left pocket.”What could he say?He was an optimist.

She reached for his pocket, her fingers sliding along his cock.He gritted his teeth as she withdrew the foil packet.He ran his thumb over her stiff nipple and she gasped.He lowered his head and bit it gently through her dress.

“Oh, my God.”She abandoned opening the condom to start wiggling, trying to get out of her sweater.

Chase pulled her up to sitting, stripped the sweater off of her, and reached behind her for the zipper on the dress.With some tugging and wiggling, they finally pulled the front of the dress down to her waist, baring her breasts for him.

He remembered how they felt from four months ago, even from the feel he’d accidentally copped in that back hallway of the bar.They were perfect.He laid her back again and then bent his head and took a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard.

She cried out.“Yes!”

He sucked again, lifting his hand to play with the opposite one.

“Chase!”

Every thought of slowing down, waiting, dating her first flew out the window.

Oh, he was going to date her.But there was no slowing down now.

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He slidhis hand up under her dress and cupped her through her panties.Her very hot, wet panties.

She arched into his hand.“Yes.”

“Take them off,” he said hoarsely.

Bailey immediately moved to do so.The panties were white silk, he noted, as she tossed them away.He returned his hand to the sweet heat between her thighs.She moved restlessly, parting her legs to let him slide a finger over her clit.She shuddered and gripped his shoulders.

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