Page 76 of Chasing Lyric
“You gonna come for me right here?” His fingers work faster, matching the brutal pace of his hips. “You gonna soak my cock while I fuck you into the wall?”
I shatter with a strangled moan, my body orgasms, and it barrels through me like a freight train. I pulse around him, clenching tight, and he doesn’t give me time to recover. He lifts me higher and pulls out, then spins me around, my chest now flush against the cold tile. The chill sends a shiver through my body.
Or maybe it’s the pleasure?
“Don’t move,” he growls as he kicks my feet slightly wider with his knee. His hand slides up my spine, holding me steady while the other guides his cock back to my dripping heat. He drives in from behind with one hard, brutal thrust that knocks the breath from my lungs.
The angle is different now, deeper, dirtier, and I feel every thick inch dragging against places that make my knees shake.He slaps my ass with one hand, the sharp crack echoing through the bathroom, then he grabs my hip and starts pounding into me like he owns me.
Which he undoubtedly does.
My cheek presses against the cool tile as I moan uncontrollably, one hand braced, the other reaching behind to clutch at him. He fucks me harder, relentless and wild, until I’m crying out, the pleasure so intense it borders on pain.
“You take me so well,” he rumbles. “Every time I bury myself in you, I swear it gets tighter. You love being fucked like this, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I manage to say, though it’s nearly a sob. “God, yes!”
“You gonna give me another one, sweetheart?” he says through gritted teeth, leaning over me, his chest to my back. “I want to feel you fall apart again. Milk every fucking drop from me.”
His words. His voice. His body. It’s all too much.
He reaches around to rub my clit while he drives into me like a man starved, and I don’t stand a chance. My body clenches hard as the second orgasm rips through me, raw and untamed, making me scream his name. “Chase!”
He groans behind me, “Oh fuck,” he mutters, his body trembles, his cock thrusting deep in me before it jerks, spilling hot and thick inside me. He stays there, locked tight, his hand flat on my stomach, holding me to him while his other presses to the wall beside my head, keeping us upright as we both gasp and shake.
The steam curls around us, a cloud of heat and sweat and sex, both of us panting as we come down from our highs. After a long moment, he pulls me around to face him and into his arms, my feet are like jelly, though I can barely feel them. He cups my face, kisses my forehead, then tilts my chin to kiss my lips with the softest reverence.
A complete change to the alpha dominance that overtook him moments before. “You good?” he asks, his voice low and drained.
I smile, dazed but floating on cloud nine. “I’m fricking incredible. That’s certainly not something you see in a Hallmark movie,” I quip, still catching my breath.
His lips turn up in his usual way, which is dazzling.
“I’ve never had sex with anyone without a condom.” He leans in, kissing me again briefly before pulling back. “I don’teverwant to have sex with you any other way. It felt so fucking good. Too fucking good.”
I smile. “Lucky I’m on the pill then because I’mtotallyon board with this plan.”
The steam fogs up the glass so much that it’s hard to see anything but him. “I think we should shower together more often.” I turn slightly, moving under the water, letting the hot droplets hit my sensitive skin. It feels like heaven. Chase wraps himself around me, resting his chin on top of my head as I cuddle into his chest. “I wish you could be here every day, Chase. I love having you here.”
His hands run up and down my back soothingly as he softly exhales. “You want me to move in?”
Calm washes over me. “Would you like to?”
The corners of his lips turn up. “I think we need to talk about this a little more in-depth, perhaps not after such mind-blowing sex. But it is a great idea. For now, though, we need to wash and go, or we’re going to be late.”
I lean up on my toes, pressing my lips to Chase’s.
I think he just agreed to move in with me.
Holy shit.
Things just got really damn serious.
But I’m good with that.
***
As we pull up outside the bar, I can’t help but feel excited. Chase and I usually go out to restaurants or eat at home, watching Netflix. This is the first time we’ve gone out somewhere a little more upbeat. Our relationship has been more like an old married couple than newbies starting out, though we have been having a lot of sex. I know we should have been sharing moments with our friends, but we both prefer being at home with Polly and spending time together.
