Page 100 of Worth the Chase

She swallowed, her eyes looking around the room instead of focusing on me. I knew she was nervous, but I had no clue why.

“I want to have sex with you,” she said, and my entire face broke out into a grin.

“And that’s weird why? I’m a great lover. I’d want to have sex with me too.”

I tried to lighten the mood, and she swatted my arm.

“I just don’t know… if I should even want to after everything that happened last night. But I don’t really want that guy to be the last person who tried to touch me. I need you to erase him from my memory bank.”

I had no idea if that was even possible, but I’d damn well try. “I’m up for the challenge.”

She smiled, and I grabbed her tiny body and tossed her over my shoulder. She screamed—in a good way—as I raced up the stairs toward our bedroom. I’d been calling it that since I moved in—ours—but now, it was actually true.

When I laid her down, still in awe at seeing her in my jersey, I bit my bottom lip. “You’ll tell me if you’re not okay, right?”

She nodded and reached for me. I moved my body on top of hers and hovered there while I kissed her long and deep. I’d never get tired of doing that. Her tongue was frantic as she lickedmy lips and pressed hers against my own, completely voiding the slow pace I had been trying to establish.

This was a desperate Bella, a needy one. As much as I wanted to bury myself in her, I needed to maintain some kind of a level head. Every movement I made, I did it with extra caution and slower than normal. If she shuddered or got nervous in any way, I wanted to be able to drop to my fucking knees and hold her tight. But as I peeled off my jersey and noticed nothing at all underneath, she was smirking.

“You were naked under this?” My eyes were wide as I took her in.

“You should have paid better attention,” she teased.

I kissed her from her stomach and worked my way back up to her mouth.

“Still okay, baby?” I asked.

“Yeah. It’s you, so I know I’m safe,” she said, and no one had ever said anything like that to me before.

I kept her safe.

She kept me sane.

“I love you,” I breathed out against her skin.

She ran her fingernails through my hair, and I swore I almost started purring like a cat.

“I love you too.”

I continued kissing her, like I couldn’t get enough. Being connected that way, breathing the same air together and being fully aware of it, was something I’d never felt before. In the past, I hadn’t had sex for the emotion of it. It was a need. A necessity. I had gone through the motions and moved on, never even thinking about it again.

Making love to Bells was a whole new experience every single time. When I stopped kissing her to get my clothes out of the way, we both whimpered at the broken contact. My skin buzzed with electricity. My heart pounded in time with hers.

“I’m going in, babe,” I warned.

She dug into my ass and pulled at my body. She’d gotten on birth control, and we weren’t using a condom, which was also a first for me. It was an incredible feeling—to have no barriers and nothing between us. If I’d thought sex with Bells was amazing before, it was tenfold now. I felt every reaction her body made. The way she would tighten and release, like a fist. It was almost too much.

“Go slow,” she said, and before I could ask her anything, she responded, “Not because I’m scared. Because I want it to last.”

“Not sure I can last,” I admitted.

She lowered her head from my shoulder to look at me. “Why not?”

“You feel too fucking good with nothing between us. I had no idea how much the condom dulled,” I said as I continued to move in and out of her, feeling every bit of her wetness as she got even more turned on.

“Really? Is it that different?” she asked before she buried her head against the crook of my shoulder and bit down.

“Ow,” I said before adding, “I kind of like it.”

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