Page 29 of Ride 'Em Hard
But Chase isn’t doing anything. He’s just staring at me, smoldering, and nodding. “Oh you are perfection, Lexi,” he growls with a wink. He’s right, no one has ever called me sexy. No one has ever wanted me the way Chase does. My eyes grow wide as I take in every move of the oh-so-subtle show he’s putting on.
He stares me down with a devilish grin, takes off his boots and socks, then waits, knowing perfectly well what he’s doing to me.
Biting my bottom lip, I hold back a grin and look up at the ceiling. Chase knows what I want, but he won’t do it. “Take those jeans off too,” I say in my best new sex-goddess tone.
He goes for his buckle. The metal sparkles in the overhead light. Chase unbuttons his jeans and pulls them down. He’s commando, and his cock springs free...
Chase stalks toward me, and I can’t peel my eyes away from his rippling abs, muscular thighs and huge, thick, hard, cock.
“Oh, an appetizer.” I can’t believe how fast that slips out of my mouth, but Chase makes me feel like a woman, and now that that light has been switched on, I can’t turn it off.
He tilts his head at me, green eyes flashing sparks. “Me first.” He grins and drops to his knees. Chase nuzzles against my pussy and licks my slick swollen flesh, and I just about die in ecstasy.
“You are so wet for me, Miss Lexi,” he murmurs against my clit, and licks straight up my folds. Tunneling my fingers into his thick hair, I hold his head, arching back, spreading my legs wider as he laps me up and down, hitting every nerve ending just right. “Chase,” I pant. “You’re going to me make me come again.”
“Exactly.”
I look down and catch him looking back at me, his mouth and chin wet with me. “I want to fuck you so bad.”
“Aww, you do?” He sucks and licks, sending another hot wave of fire through my system.
Lost in a daze of bliss, I’m just a whisper in this room with this big, gorgeous man who has everything under control, including me. I can’t see straight and can only relish the feel of his mouth as he kisses and sucks me, working me into the stratosphere. Holding me steady, he makes a trail of kisses up my belly and over each breast, then suckles his way to my mouth.
“You’re going for a ride,” he says before crushing his lips on mine. He swoops me into his arms and I’m dying, holding on to him, inhaling his buttery leather scent mixed with me. I don’t know what we’re doing, but oh God, I know the ride’s gonna be good. In his arms, I’m light as a feather and we’re heading down to the rug on the floor.
“You fucking kill me,” he grunts, getting the robe out of the way and positioning me on top of him, skin on skin. I straddle him and feel him line up his thick hard cock with my pussy. “Whose cock are you riding, Lexi?” he hisses, spreading my ass cheeks, lowering me down while he pushes his throbbing cock up into me.
“Chase’s cock,” I moan in pleasure. I reach to get my balance, my palms on the floor on either side of his head. His magical cock stretches me, filling me up. I’m so wet for him. “Fuck,” I pant as he brings his hands to the small of my back and presses me deeper on him.
“Just like that, girl, ride me, just like that,” he groans, thrusting up, pumping into me. And I lower myself down, and up, and down again, relishing every inch of him, getting wetter and wetter by the second.
The sounds of his cock and my slick pussy pumping him, skin on skin slapping, faster and faster, fill the room. “Fuck, you’re so damn tight.”
“Oh God,” I moan, dripping over his cock, loving how thick he his, feeling my clit rub against his dick as he fucks me just right.
“Ride my cock,” he commands, lifting my hips and pushing me down on him. Up and down. “That’s it, baby girl,” he pants. “Milk every drop.”
“Oh, fuck, Chase, that’s so good,” I scream. “I can’t take it much longer,” I say as my tits bounce and my pussy clamps around him. My need for Chase winds up so tight it’s unbearable. I arch back, and the tension running through my veins coils up like a tight knot and breaks. “I’m coming!” I scream, riding him hard, clenching and trembling in an explosion of fireworks, bright lights and Chase.
Chase lets out a roar. “Oh, fuck! Yes. Fuck yes.” He groans, panting, as jets of his hot seed shoot into me. Another orgasm comes out of nowhere like a sneaker wave and crashes over me, spinning me and turning me upside down. “Oh God, Chase.” I close my eyes, shaking, rolling my hips. He grips my ass and presses me down on him while I ride wave after wave until the crest washes over me.
I collapse breathlessly on top of his massive chest. His strong arms come around my waist, and I cling to Chase, listening to his heartbeat pound against my chest.
Completely spent, I hang on, never wanting to let go and ready to do anything to please him.
“Fucking idiots.” A shout comes from the front of the house and a door slams.
My heart stops and I spring off Chase. We scramble to our feet. “What the hell?”
“That’s my brother returning the car,” Chase explains, reaching over to kiss me. “To be continued.” He winks and adjusts my robe, making sure I’m covered. What kind of open-door policy do these wild Wests have around here anyway?
A crowd of boot heels scuff against the floor.
“Better hurry.” I lick my lips as I watch Chase yank his jeans back on.
“It’s out in front, low on gas.” A tall dark-haired man who can only be described as beautiful rounds the corner and comes to a full stop when he sees me. “Oh. Hey.” Brown eyes with dark black lashes lock on to mine. “Catch you at a bad time, sexy?” His voice is like hot lava.
“Yeah, settle down. She’s mine.” Chase stands beside me. “Lexi, meet Ryder,” he says, resting a hand on my shoulder.
