Chapter 29 Chance
Chance
There was nothing better than a hot shower after nearly dying. Groaning, I stood under the powerful spray, letting it wash away the sweat and stink of the hospital. As soon as the doctor had given me the green light, I was out of bed, telling the nurses to email me the paperwork.
Evie met me at the door, though, and made me stay until the nurses brought my discharge papers. She listened intently to all the aftercare instructions, afraid to miss the smallest detail. Everly and Reid were waiting for us when I was wheeled out—fucking wheeled out—by the nurse’s aide.
But I kept my mouth shut, didn’t bitch once, because I knew Evie was worried.
And she was letting me close, so I wasn’t going to give her a reason to send me back into the hell of being without her.
“Chance?” Evie called, opening my bathroom door. “Are you okay?”
My cock stood straight up at the sound of her voice, ripping another groan from my throat. “Yeah, baby. I’m good. Just enjoying the shower.”
“Oh, okay.” I heard the door shut, and I ducked my head back under the water, wrapping my hand around my aching cock. Closing my eyes, I pictured Evie spread out for me, letting me lick her pretty little pussy. Imagining that tight snatch sucking my cock deep into her body.
A rush of cool air hit my back, and I snapped my eyes open to find Evie stepping into the shower with me. A spurt of come leaked from my tip at the sight of her completely bare, standing right in front of me like a goddamn angel.
“Peaches,” I rasped. Maybe I was dreaming.
She nibbled on her bottom lip, studiously keeping her eyes locked on mine as she shyly stepped forward. “I was scared you might need something but wouldn’t admit it.”
“I do need, Evie. God, I need so fucking bad.” I stroked my hand along my length, squeezing hard.
Licking her lips, she dropped her gaze, trailing it over my chest, down my abs, then stopping on where my hand was choking my dick. “That’s…that’s not real.”
Laughing, I pumped my hand up and down. “But it is, baby.”
“No, that’s not… They aren’t supposed to be that big!” she whisper-yelled. “You’re photoshopped. I mean, those abs are already perfect. It’s not fair that you’re…that.”
“God made me extra special, just for you, peaches.” Still stroking myself, I held out my free hand to her.
Without hesitation, she took it. Goddamn it.
It was a small action, but one that shifted my whole world.
Heart in my throat, I pulled her in close, guiding her soft fingers down to wrap around my base.
“Feel what you do to me, Evie. I’ve never been this hard in my life.
It’s for you, baby. Only you, now and forever. ”
“I didn’t know,” she breathed, entranced as she let me teach her how to touch me.
A growl escaped me. “You’re only ever going to know this cock, Evie.”
Her hand squeezed tighter, making me blind for a second. “Are you mine now, Chance?” she asked, those amazing eyes shining up at me.
“I’ve never belonged to anyone but you.” I crushed my mouth to hers, backing her against the shower wall, the hot water beating down on my shoulders.
She trembled against me, mewling hungrily into the kiss.
I was starving for her. Too long. It had been too damn long since I’d kissed, touched, tasted my girl.
All the reasons I needed to take this part of our relationship slow slammed into my head, but taking my time stretching her out was the last thing on my mind now.
I’d spent too many nights without her, terrified that I’d never have her beneath me.
Cupping her ass in both hands, I lifted her, letting my cock slap against her bare pussy.
She writhed against me, her moan shooting a spark of pain down my spine and into my balls.
Another spurt of come hit her belly, the sight nearly taking me to my knees.
“Ah, fuck,” I hissed, rubbing my length over her slit, torturing her hard little clit. “That’s pretty. So pretty.”
“Put it in me. Put it in me. Put it in me,” she chanted. “It’s mine. I want it. Please.”
“Killing me, baby.” I lined up my cock at her entrance, but she was so tight, I barely got the tip in.
“This is why I can’t put it in you yet, Evie.
I gotta be careful with you. Gotta take it easy on the pretty little thing that’s dripping for me.
Me and only me.” I grabbed her hair, pulling her head back so I was looking straight into her soul. “Say it.”
“Only you,” she whimpered, rolling her hips.
“That’s right, baby.” I pressed a kiss to her lips, just a quick taste to hold me over while I watched the head of my cock disappear inside her.
The squeeze was intense. She whined, her pussy stretching a little more as I forced an inch inside.
I wasn’t going to make it another minute.
My balls were ready to erupt. Legs already shaking, I rubbed my thumb over her sweet little clit.
As soon as I felt her start to come, I shoved another inch inside, spilling the weeks’ worth of come I’d been saving for her. Pressing my mouth to hers, I swallowed her scream, because that was fucking mine too.
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Hours later, I finally lifted my head from between her legs. She’d owed three weeks’ worth of her juicy peach, and I made sure I got every drop I was due. “I need to feed you.”
“Feed me your cock.”
“Maybe after you get actual food.” Trailing openmouthed kisses up her body, I dropped one last lingering one on her lips before rolling out of bed. “I can make eggs, mediocre spaghetti with marinara, or have pizza delivered.”
“Cock,” she said stubbornly. “You just gorged on me. Why do I not get to do the same?”
“Because I’m saving my next nut for your pussy, baby.
Not your throat.” Pink flooded her cheeks.
She was so damn beautiful, lying there with her hair a tangled mess, the sheet draped over her.
“I’m keeping it locked up so that when I finally get all the way inside this tight haven, I flood every inch of it. ”
“Yes, let’s do that now, pretty please.”
Grabbing my phone off the dresser, I walked back to our bed. “I need to do a grocery run, but that’s tomorrow’s problem. Let’s order pizza, and then I’ll snack on you while we wait.”
“I can pick up groceries on my way home from class tomorrow,” she offered.
“Or we can go together, and I can get firsthand experience of what my woman likes. You can even teach me how to buy the perfect peaches.” Dropping back on the bed with her, I pulled her close and started an order for our dinner.
“Evy buys our peaches.”
“Then we’ll take Everly and make her teach both of us how to buy delicious fruit,” I negotiated. “Traditional bone-in or boneless wings?”
“Boneless are just chicken nuggets pretending to be wings.”
“I eat my garlic-parm chicky nuggies with a smile. Extra toppings, or is pepperoni okay?” I added both dessert options to my cart while I waited for her to make up her mind. “It’s pizza, baby. If you can’t decide, we can get two pizzas.”
“I can’t eat that much food!”
“But I can. It will get eaten, just like you will be. Again, before the pizza gets here, if you decide what you want on the damn thing.”
“Rude,” she huffed, snatching the phone from me so she could search through the menu options. “Pineapple.”
“You’re breaking my heart,” I cried, earning me one of her precious giggles.
“Fine, no pineapple. I’ve never had it, and I’m not wasting a good pizza just for an experiment.” She hummed as she scrolled. “Let’s do half pepperoni, half sausage and green peppers.”
“Perfect.” I completed the order and tossed the phone aside. “Now, I need my pre-dinner snack.”