Page 88 of Mayhem

He sucks hard before dragging his teeth across my skin. Goose bumps rise across my body as my breath stutters. The heat flooding between my legs is like nothing I have ever felt before. He continues his assault, my body reacting without my permission, pressing, arching, begging him for more.

By the time he moves to my other breast, my body hums in excitement. Between the cool air and his warm breath, my mind can barely focus on anything other than his mouth.

That is, until I feel a feather-like touch across my stomach. I quiver as it moves lower, pausing at the top of my pants.

“Relax,” Chase murmurs as he continues to kiss my breasts.

I let out the breath I didn’t know I was holding.

“Good girl.”

Those two words do something to me. Not only does it cause my stomach to flutter and the need grows between my legs, but it also gives me a sense of pride. Even with the pleasure building in my body, a smile covers my face.

I did something to earn his praise. It’s an inebriating experience, making me want to giggle.

When his hand slips below my pants and panties, easily finding my drenched center, all thoughts cease to exist.

“Fuck, you’re soaked, baby. Is this all for me? Are you all wet for me, Willow?”

“Yes. Please, Chase,” I manage to moan out as he drags his finger across my clit.

“You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever met. Watching you touch yourself was torture, but hearing you moan like this? Begging me to take you? I don’t know how long I can be patient.”

The lust lacing his tone encourages me to taunt him. Tease him like he is teasing me with his languid brushes against me.

“I don’t want patient. I want you. I need you.Please.” The last word comes out as a whimper.

It has the effect I wanted. I’m completely naked within seconds, Chase taking in my full body.

Instead of hiding, I let him look, even when his eyes harden at the scars on my thighs.

“I’ll make sure no one ever hurts you again, Willow. Even yourself.”

Before I can respond, he presses a kiss to each and every scar.

My throat grows thick as tears well in my eyes. I wasn’t expecting this side of Chase. The soft, adoring side. The way his lips caress each of my dirty little secrets promises that they will no longer be mine to bear alone. As he presses a kiss to the last one, he looks up to meet my eyes. The pure reverence shining back at me stuns me. This amazing, gorgeous man is here with me. Worshipping me.

Something clicks into place. A sense of belonging and wholeness settles in my chest. The growing warmth unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before.

Without a word, he begins to kiss the inside of each thigh. When he reaches my heat, he doesn’t hesitate. He uses one hand to spread my lips as he swipes his tongue from my entrance all the way up to my clit, groaning.

“You taste so fucking sweet. It was torture to have a taste, but not be able to drink you in.”

His dirty words are like gasoline on fire. They only fuel me higher, making me want him even more.

He flicks his tongue against my clit again, I squeak, jolting from the pleasure.

“I love the sounds you make. Before we’re done, you will be screaming out my name.”

He doesn’t disappoint. He switches up his leisurely pace, giving in to a more relenting one. It’s like the Chase from the fight. One minute playful, the next fierce. He fucks my pussy the way he takes on a threat. Quick and with precision.

When I feel pressure at my entrance, I’m too enthralled with the way he’s strumming my clit to consider what it is.

The pressure of it sliding inside causes a sting of pain for a moment. As it slowly thrusts inside me, the pain gives way to pleasure.

“You’re tight as hell. That’s right, baby. Squeeze the fuck out of my finger. Clench around it like you’re going to clench around my dick. Show me how I make you feel.”

As if his words are connected to my body, I feel myself clench around him like he demands. With each thrust, he curls his finger up, hitting a place inside that takes my breath away. After a few moments, he adds a second finger. The sting of pain is back, but at this point, it only adds to my pleasure.

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