Page 57 of Chasing Sarah

Am I truly angry ather?Or just unable to show my fear of possibly losing her without being angry? I press a kiss to the top of her head, pulling away. “Come on. Let’s get you cleaned up.” I slide my fingers in between hers and guide her to the ensuite.

She’s silent when I lift her onto the vanity countertop. I can feel her eyes on me as I undress and reach into the shower to turn on the water.

The bathroom fills with steam as I remove Sarah’s clothes.

“You look tired,” she whispers, bringing her hand to gently caress my face. My eyes close, and I lean into her touch.

“I am. Especially after the fucking heart attack I had when I saw what you got yourself into.”

Her narrowed eyes lack any of the previous heat. Instead, I see the playful Sarah coming out to play.

This woman gives me all sorts of whiplash.

“You can’t handle me ifthatgave you a heart attack.”

Chuckling, I scoop her up and she instinctively wraps her arms and legs around me. Once inside the shower, she unwraps herself from my body and slides down to her feet.

Her face sobers and her eyes flick between mine. “I don’t want Paige to know any of this.”

We haven’t spoken much about her relationship with Paige. In fact, Sarah hardly shares anything about her life.

But I know Declan is protective as fuck over Paige and if Sarah thinks this is something she shouldn’t know about, then Declan would agree.

“Okay.” I nod. She regards me for a moment before spinning around and tipping her head back under the water’s spray. My eyes leisurely travel down her curves.

“I can feel you staring,” she sings, peaking over her shoulder with a seductive smile.

“Keep looking at me like that, and my stare won’t be the only thing you feel.” I grip my hardening length, giving it two slow strokes.

She turns to face me fully. Her delicious teardrop breasts cause my mouth to water. “You get me for one more night, better take advantage while you can.” Her hands slide up her hips, over her toned stomach, and finally cup her breasts.

She moans when she takes her nipples between her forefingers and thumbs, tugging and twisting.

I’m so hard, I feel my pulse beating in my cock.

“You’re in for a surprise if you think I’ll only take one more night with you.”

She pauses for less than half a second before she continues her erotic display.

Unable to restrain myself a moment longer, I wrap my hands around her hips and tug her toward me. My mouth captures hers in a frenzied kiss as soon as her slick body meets mine.

I swallow the whimper that falls from her lips, pressing my aching erection into her. She raises her hands up to my chest and drags her nails down my skin. I hiss, quickly gripping her wet strands in my fist.

She gasps when I tug her head back. “Make me bleed, Sarah. Mark me as yours”

I watch in awe as her pupils blow wide.

Oh, she likes that.

A feral growl escapes my mouth as she scrapes her nails down my skin. Her chest rapidly rises and falls, her stare never wavering from mine. Lust mars her face as she watches my reaction to her marking me.

I hope I fucking scar.

When I feel her nails lift, I scoop her up. I’m balls deep in her slick pussy as soon as her back presses against the cold shower tiles.

“Oh fuck!” her moan echoes against the walls.

Without giving her a chance to adjust to my size, I slide my cock back to the tip before slamming back into her.

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