Page 49 of Mine Forever
“I’ve missed you too, Chase. And I can’t help it. I wish things had been different.”
When the words leave my mouth, I know desire and longing outweigh shame and guilt.
He drops his forehead to mine with a sigh. “Me too. You have no idea how much I wish things were different.”
His thumb grazes over my bottom lip. “I’ve missed this mouth, these lips.”
My body is wound so tight that I can barely breathe. I want his mouth on mine so bad, I can hardly stand it.
There’s a hesitation about him, as though he’s waiting for me to give him permission.
I lift my chin and our lips graze, once, twice…
And then he palms the back of my head and crushes his mouth to mine.
My body melts into him, my hands moving over his shoulders and up into the short hairs at the back of his neck.
He tastes of bourbon, and his mouth alone whips me into a frenzy that makes me feel like I can’t get close enough to him.
As one, we move closer together and I arch into him, clinging to him as our kiss becomes more frantic.
He pulls me into his lap and I straddle him, our clothes shoved away until we’re skin on skin.
His cock is hard against my slick, wet pussy. I move my hips, teasing my clit with his hard length, making us both breathless.
Those masterful hands move up my back and into my hair, where he holds me close, so close our breath mingles.
With our eyes on each other, I lower down on him, his cock stretching me until I’m fully seated on him.
Our moans mingle, the sounds of the busy city and the real world below us like part of another universe.
We move together like we always did, totally in sync, as though made for each other.
It’s as though time stands still. As though the last six years have never happened.
We’ve never been apart.
Chase shifts us again and I’m under him, wrapping my legs and arms around him as he moves in me.
He slows down the pace, and we go from frantic like we’re racing against time to feeling like we have all the time in the world.
But soon, the tension builds and he moves his hips against me faster with each thrust until we’re both starving for air.
When we both let go, flying over that cliff into nirvana together, I feel my heart clench, knowing that things have changed between us.
We’re in each other’s orbits again, and everything I thought I knew before I came here is now changed.
Because now it feels like it’s a promise we’ll have to keep to each other somehow.
For the rest of the night, we talk, test out the hot tub, and have sex as often as possible.
But it doesn’t feel like just sex—it feels like that deep connection we’d always had.
We finally pass out, wrapped up in robes and each other on the couch.
Hours later, as the sun starts to rise, I blink.
And reality sets in.
