Page 53 of A Touch of Heaven

He locks the door before slamming me against it. Kissing me with such intensity, I can’t breathe. His hands hitch my dress up as he pushes his fingers back into me with such force that my eyes roll back in pleasure.

“I’m not going to fuck you, Brooke, not here. Your first time will not be in a bathroom, but I am going to make you come. Because I’m not having you moan my name again like that, and you not give me the satisfaction of watching you come undone.”

I moan again, louder, this time unable to control it. His hand moves to my throat, not squeezing but pinning me there.

“Open your eyes, Brooke. I want them on me.”He says softly but firmly before kissing my neck and collarbone as his fingers slide in and out of me. His thumb applies pressure to my clit in circles again, and I can barely keep my eyes open. My chest is heaving as he kisses down my body over my dress as he drops to his knees.

“Chase, what are you…”

“Shhh, baby girl. You trust me, right?” I nod at him slowly, and as he looks up at me cheekily, grinning, he slides my thong down my thighs. He makes me step out of them, and I watch him tuck them into his back pocket as he grins at me wickedly. Heat rises through my core as I watch him do that.

“Take off your dress, Brooke. I want you to watch me.”

I do as he says, my fingers trembling as I drop it to the floor beside me. He lifts my leg over his shoulder and kisses up my leg until he reaches my inner thigh. I feel a sharp pinch, and I realize he bit me. A mix of pleasure and a little pain shoots through my body, causing me to grip his hair tightly.

Suddenly I feel his warm wet mouth on my pussy. It’s the most incredible sensation I have ever experienced. His tongue eagerly laps my clit, sucking it into his mouth as his fingers return to my pussy. I hear him groan.

“Fuck Princess, you taste so fucking sweet.” I tug on his hair slightly, and he growls louder than he’s ever done before.

Suddenly, he lifts my other leg over his shoulder and raises me against the door.Holy fuck, I think as he stands up. I’m suddenly six feet off the ground with Chase devouring me like I’m his last meal. My body trembles as I feel his tongue run up and down my pussy, playing with my clit as he pushes a third finger into me. Making my head go dizzy as he stretches me out.

“Oh god Chase.”

I scream out in ecstasy, rolling my hips against his tongue, and before I know it, an overwhelming sensation hits me. My eyes roll back, and I explode. My orgasm is so intense my vision darkens. I hear him groan my name as he laps up every bit of it. My body and mind enjoy the high as he keeps playing and tasting me until I feel him drop me to my feet. And I nearly fall, but he catches me. I’ve made myself come before, but not like that.

My legs tremble as I watch him wipe his mouth off with his arm, and holy shit if that isn’t the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

“Good girl,” he whispers in my ear.

Just feeling his hands on my waist as I try to regain control over my breathing. He pulls my dress from the floor and pulls it over my head.

“I’m keeping your thong, Brooke. You’re not getting them back. But we are going to go back out there and have one more drink before I take you home. Okay?”

I nod, swallowing hard and looking at him before he grins.

“God, you look beautiful like this, Brooke. All flushed and out of breath.”

He kisses my forehead, stroking my hair back down into place before he places his forehead against mine and smirks.

“I can’t wait to see what you look like freshly fucked from taking my cock like a good girl.”

I love it when he speaks filthy to me like this. There’s something so raw about it. I lean into him slightly as he wraps his arm around my waist, walking me into the crowded bar. Luckily, there was no one outside the bathroom, I think, my face flushing. Unable to comprehend what had just happened. All I know for sure is that I am one hundred percent madly, truly, and completely in love with Chase, and he loves me back.

CHAPTERTWENTY-NINE

CHASE

We’re back in the booth, and I can tell she’s replaying what just happened. I can’t help but grin, knowing I’m the first guy to taste her, the first to make her come, and soon I’ll be the first and only guy to fuck her. There won’t be anyone after me. I’m going to marry this girl like she told me all those years ago. I will take her on all those adventures she wants to go on, and we will do it together.

I sit with her in the booth, my arm wrapped around her, my fingers stroking her soft, silky skin. It’s been a dream of mine to hold her like this for years.

This girl is my everything, and I know I need to prove it to her. I know I need to make up everything from the last week up to her. I’ll spend my entire life doing it to her. She will always be my princess; from now on, I’ll ensure she’s treated like one.

She sips on her Coca-Cola, and I can’t help but smile at the flush in her cheeks. The way she sits there a little awkwardly, knowing I still have her underwear in my pocket.

Fuck, she was breathtaking.

The noises she made, the way her body squirmed against me, the way her tight pussy welcomed my tongue. God, I want to do it again…and again and again until she begs me to stop, and only then I’ll take her. Only then I’ll give her what she needs and desires. It certainly won’t be in the bathroom of a bar, though.

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