Page 54 of A Touch of Heaven

I want her first time to be perfect.

She deserves it.

“You okay, Brooke?”

She looks up at me and smiles. “I’m good…just a little overwhelmed, you know?”

I turn slightly to look at her. I take her face with my hand before running my fingers through her hair. “Talk to me,” I tell her. “I want to know everything that’s in your head right now.”

Her nose wrinkles as she tries to work out how to tell me. God, I want to kiss her right now. One taste of her, and I’m an addict. Years of keeping away from her has made me crazy, and I want everything now.

“It’s just this vacation so far has been a lot. Asher, Nate, you. I’m guessing I’m still trying to sort things through.”

I nod in understanding. “So, let’s focus on one thing at a time. But not here. I guess some things are better just said on our own and not where prying ears can overhear us.” I stand up, taking her hand in mine and pulling her up. “I could get us a hotel? Just us…away from everyone? We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want Brooke. But it would be nice for us to be alone for a while to talk.” Her lips part to say something, but instead, she nods and closes them.

We walk out of the bar hand in hand. God, I’ve wanted this for so long to just be us in the open and not worry. “So, I already have a hotel booked, but it wasn’t planned. I just wasn’t sure if you would want me in the beach house, so I booked one just in case.”

Her pretty little face looks up at me in shock. “No matter what has happened between us, Chase, I would never do that to you. You invited me and Nate and Harper, not the other way around.”

I spin her around, picking her up in my arms and kissing her deeply, unable to keep my hands off her. Her tongue dances with mine once again as I breathe in her scent. “You’re perfect, you know,” I whisper against her lips.

I drop her to her feet again but keep my arms around her waist, resting my hands just above her ass. Her face is flushed once again, and I realize how much I like that color on her. It’s going to be the death of me. She shrugs and grins back at me.

“About time you realized.”

I chuckle, kissing her softly on the lips. “Trust me, baby girl, I’ve always known that.” I let my hands dip to her perfect ass cheeks and give them a squeeze, grinning at her as she smiles back at me. There’s heat in her eyes, desire filling them, and I know my eyes show the same.

“Now, Brooke, you said you wanted to talk,” I say, teasing her.

“Technically, you said that!” She grins cheekily at me, and my god, I want to fuck that sass out of her mouth. I give her another kiss, just a quick one, giving her ass a cheeky tap as she squeals into the kiss. Before groaning and taking her hand again. Giving it a small kiss. “You’re going to be the death of me, Brooke,” I whisper to her. She smiles up innocently.

“Same goes for me, Chase.”

We continue walking into town before coming to the hotel I checked into. She gasps a little as we walk in, tugging on the hem of her dress. “Chase, I’m not exactly dressed for a place like this.” She’s not used to places like this yet, but she will be soon. I chuckle a little, pulling her close to me to ease her. She doesn’t realize how much money I have yet. The money from my trust alone, not even ten people could spend in a lifetime.

The hotel I checked into is a five-star hotel; it’s normal for me. Unless I want to be a little low-key. I whisper to the girl at the desk, “Any chance tomorrow morning you can bring in some clothes options for my girlfriend. This is a little last minute for us.”

She nods, making a note on the computer. “Size six, I’m guessing, but I’ll ask the stylist to bring in a couple of sizes and options for her in the morning.” I give her one of my award-winning smiles, thanking her before taking the hotel key and leading my girl to our room.

As soon as we step into the elevator, she looks up at me. “Chase, I don’t want to talk. I want to make the most of this, of us, before something else comes along that we have to deal with.” The door closes, and I walk toward her with my hands on her petite waist and push her against the wall as she squeals in surprise. I kiss down her neck softly, grazing my teeth along her soft flesh, lightly nipping at it.

Her hands grab the bar behind her as her neck tips to the side. I bite softly down for now, knowing soon I’ll bite harder, sucking on her sweet spot as she moans softly for me. I can’t help but growl at the little noises she makes for me. Knowing I’m going to be the only man that makes her moan ever again. I kiss back up her neck.

“And what exactly do you want from me, baby girl.” I trail my fingertips up under her dress, softly tracing her inner thigh, getting so close to where I tasted her sweetness earlier.

She gasps and whimpers a little. I press my hardness into her, making her gasp for me. “Use your words, Brookie… Tell me what you want.” I whisper into her ear as I begin to run my tongue along the soft shell before sucking intimately on her earlobe. I feel her body shudder under me.

“I want you to fuck me.”

I immediately pick her up, showing no restraint, slipping my hands under her firm ass and lifting her up against the wall. My kiss devours her sweet lips. So innocent and pure; she drives me crazy. She’s my own touch of heaven in a world full of darkness and sin.

My hand is in her hair as she wraps her toned thighs around me. She gasps as I press into her harder, and I bite on her lower lip, pulling it back with me before letting it go as it snaps back into place. I pull back from her, hungry and desperate to feel her.

I drop her to her feet just as the elevator doors open. An older couple gets in, and we both step back a bit from each other. My girl is flush and a mess already. I cheekily grin at her. The sexual tension between us grows as I pull her close to me. Tracing circles on her hip as she squirms.

Finally, we arrive on our floor, and I pull her out of the elevator with me and into our room. She steps in front of me, and I drop her hand as she walks around our hotel room. “It’s beautiful.” She whispers as she runs her hand over the fabric of the bed. She walks over to the window that overlooks the beach below us. My princess is not looking down but looking out at the night sky, making wishes on stars like she used to with me.

Every night, I would wish on a star with her, and every night, my wish was that one day I could call her mine. I pull out my phone, sending a message to Asher and Jax, telling them I won’t be home, and neither will Brooke. Jax immediately replies with a ton of emojis, making me shake my head, smiling as he insinuates what will ultimately happen.

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