Page 52 of A Touch of Heaven

“And Chloe?” It’s the last thing I need him to clear up. “I saw her.” He picks up my wrist that she hurt and kisses it softly, his lips making me shiver.

“I know. The guys told me and gave me an extremely hard time. Nothing I didn’t deserve, mind you. The truth is, Brooke, that I hated myself for doing what I did to you that night. I did the one thing I have spent my life trying to protect you from, and I will never forgive myself for that. Never. I got drunk and then more so at the club. She came over. I didn’t even know she was here in town, I swear.”

He holds his hands up, making sure I know he’s being honest with me. I nod briefly, and he sighs before continuing. “I danced with her. I can’t blame the alcohol. I knew what I was doing. I was fucked up, and then watching Nate kiss you and your reaction to it…I lost myself. I was so angry at myself and heartbroken from watching you kiss him I took her home with me. I can’t even explain it.”

“You don’t need to go any further. I can’t hear it.”

I feel physically sick right now. Sobering right up as I look down at my feet. He cups my face, making me look up at him.

“I didn’t sleep with her, Brooke. We were going to go back to the house, but I called it off, I knew it was a mistake and instead we went for a few more drinks at a different bar. I wanted to talk to her about the things you told me, but I was so lost seeing you with Nate, I drunk myself into a stupor. She called a taxi and we got back to the house, and I felt awful. I knew what a mistake it would be. I couldn’t do it, and I certainly couldn’t have you bumping into her. I told her I changed my mind in the taxi. Threw some extra money at the driver and told him to take her home, but she followed me into the house, into my room. She tried to kiss me, but I pushed her off and told her to leave. That it was a mistake and that I would ruin her if I ever saw her again. She walked out of my room pissed off, and I thought she left. It wasn’t until Jax and Asher told me the next day about what she said and did to you. Fuck Brooke, I’m so fucking sorry.”

He grabs my wrist, pulling me so close to him that I’m almost sitting on his lap.

I run my fingers through his hair; I need to feel him right now. To know this is real, these words are real, and I’m not in some hopeless dream.

“Just promise me no more games. I can’t take it anymore. My heart can’t take it anymore. I want this to work with us, and the only way that’s going to happen is if you’re honest with me, Chase. I’m not that little girl anymore, and you don’t need to protect me or make my decisions for me. I know what’s good for me.”

“Wait, does that mean you and Nate?”

I shake my head furiously as I feel my cheeks heat.

“No, I’m still…that.”

He chuckles at me, pulling me closer, running his fingers a little higher on my thigh, dancing under the hem of my dress. He whispers in my ear, his warm breath on my neck making me squirm.

“You have no idea how crazy that makes me, Brooke. To know I’m the first and only guy that’s going to feel you like that.”

I feel his tongue run across the shell of my ear as his fingers trace up my inner thigh even higher as he grazes my underwear.

“Tell me it’s still only been my fingers here.”

A purr leaves my mouth that surprises me as I feel his fingers against my clit through the lace.

“Yes.”

I moan a little breathlessly. He growls low in my ear, and I can feel a little bubble of need escape me, soaking into the lace of my lingerie. Fuck, he’s going to touch me here, in front of everyone. I feel him move my underwear to the side, sliding his finger up my slit so slowly it’s torturous.

“Fuck, are you always this wet for me, Brookie?”

I nod slowly, biting my lower lip so I don’t say anything to ruin this moment like the last time. He senses that and starts trailing soft kisses down my neck, occasionally dragging his teeth over my skin.

“Beg me again, Princess. Beg me to slide my fingers into you right now. In front of all these people. Tell me how badly you want that,” he groans. Pulling my thigh over his so he can touch me more intimately with no one seeing.

“Please, Chase.”

I moan breathlessly, and another growl leaves his lips as I feel him slide one finger into me. Fuck, it feels incredible. No words could describe it. He pushes another one into me, and I feel so full already. A curse leaves my lips as he starts dragging them in and out of me, slowly curling them in a come here motion, making me want to scream in pleasure.

“Tell me what else you want from me, Princess. Beg me for it.” His husky voice is low, almost predatory.

“I want you to be my first.”

“Use your words, Princess, and finish that sentence. Your first what?”

My face flushes as he makes me say it, but then he puts pressure on my clit using his thumb to massage it, and god, I see stars.

“I want you to be the first guy inside of me,” I barely manage to whimper. “Oh god, Chase,” I moan.

Before I know what’s happening, he removes his fingers and slips them around my wrist, pulling me up and into the bathroom.

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