Chapter 19 #2
I released him and gave him one last lick before putting the condom on the tip of his cock and rolling it down. Lying back down on the bed underneath him, I spread my legs, telling him I was ready to be fucked.
Chase settled between my legs and took hold of his cock. He rubbed it along me, from top to bottom, teasing my entrance with the tip. He dipped his fingers in his mouth, getting them wet, and thrust them inside me.
“You’re so wet already.”
Him saying that made me even wetter. I wanted him inside me.
I reached for his dick and guided it to me. He lowered himself as I did and slowly pushed inside.
“Don’t go slow or easy,” I told him. “Fuck me hard.”
There was a growl that came from deep within his chest at the same time he plunged himself inside me.
My back arched off the bed as his cock reached the depths of my pussy that no one else could.
We both froze as we adjusted to the feeling of one another.
His kisses on my neck slid down to my collarbone before he lifted himself to his knees.
His fingers gripped me at the hips and, looking down at me with a smile, he started pumping in and out.
I was graced with the sight of him as he fucked me.
The taut muscles of his torso and arms flexing as he pumped in and out kept my gaze.
The sheen of sweat forming on his body made him even sexier.
The deep V at the waist, alongside his hips, called to me.
My hands gripped him there, moving with him as he continued fucking me.
“Christ, Mare, you feel so good…”
I wrapped my legs around him, locking my feet together against his back.
As I pulled him closer, our bodies were chest to chest as we rocked back and forth.
He started moving faster inside me, sliding in and out with ease.
His one hand grasped my breast, squeezing it recklessly, as his mouth searched out my nipple.
He pulled it between his teeth, sucking it deep into his mouth, as his hips bucked against mine.
Then he forced himself upright to his knees, my legs falling from his back. His hand reached between us, and his fingers found my clit. He rubbed that sensitive spot with his thumb while continuing with his rhythmic thrusts.
“Mare…tell me you’re getting close, babe…”
His grunted words came between his hand continuing to rub at me and his dick pounding inside me. Yes, I was close. I felt myself clenching around him, tightening with every thrust.
“Don’t stop, Chase, please don’t stop!”
I grabbed his ass, pulling him deeper into me, needing more of him.
All of him.
“Yes!” I screamed.
His hands landed on the bed beside my head as he continued driving into me, his pace frenetic. A burst of pleasure hit me deep in my core as he pounded inside me. My body tensed around him, my ass lifting from the bed. He held my bottom against his body as we rode out the wave together.
His movements stilled as his head rested against my shoulder. Then I felt tiny kisses on my neck as he laid me onto the bed. Eventually, he collapsed next to me, a sweaty heap of tired muscle.
His arm crossed over his head as he worked to catch his breath.
“I promise I’ll last longer next time,” he said. He glanced at me but quickly turned away. He moved his arm to cover his eyes, completely avoiding me. “It’s just, I’ve missed you.”
I leaned over him and pulled his arm from his face, forcing him to look at me.
“Don’t you dare think there was anything wrong with this, Chase Parker.” My fingers touched his cheek first, then moved to his lips.
A sheepish smile appeared on him before he finally looked at me on his own.
“I wanted it to be perfect,” he said. “I want to make everything with you moving forward, perfect.”
“Well,” I said, “I don’t know what makes sex perfect, but if it involves both parties having an orgasm, then you met the quota.” I peeked down at his torso. “And it looks like you better get to the bathroom and clean up the evidence of yours before it leaves its mark on my bed.”
He laughed as he jumped out of bed, cupping his privates to keep the condom in place.
“Is it OK if I take a shower?” he asked as he backpedaled toward the bathroom.
Watching him stand at the toilet was such a mundane thing. A guy peeing in my bathroom after sex.
It made me happy.
I wanted the normalcy of this. I wanted to see him doing all the ordinary things in life, not just the tasks we took care of at work.
Going out on dates. To dinner. The movies.
“Yeah, of course. There are towels under the sink,” I said.
I wanted all of it.
As great as last night wound up being, I shouldn’t go out on a work night.
My Friday has been a tough one so far. Gage hired the new assistant for his brother.
Mallory. I hadn’t met her yet, but he insisted she was perfect for the job.
My role was to develop a handbook for her by Monday, her start date.
Plus, Gage hit me with a list as long as my arm of things to do by the end of the day, completely unrelated to Parker Financial. I didn’t mind that to-do list, it would actually be quite fun. But it was a lot to handle. It involved planning his and Harper’s engagement party.
Of course, Harper would be involved in the planning as well.
Gage, not so much. I spent a good part of the day texting with her, going over potential venues and other aspects.
They weren’t giving themselves much time to plan it; they’re having it on Valentine’s Day which is less than three weeks to plan.
One of the other discussions Harper and I had was the invite list. She sent me a tentative list. Of course, I knew their father would be invited. There was one other person on the list who required a phone call.
“Fiona’s,” the voice said on the line.
“Hi, Harper.”
“Oh, hey, Maryellen, I hope Gage hasn’t overwhelmed you with yet another party to plan. I told him I could handle more of it than he’s letting me,” Harper said. There were voices in the background, she was obviously busy at work.
“Not at all, I’m excited to be doing it with you. And congratulations, I’m so excited for you both. So, I have a quick question. It’s about the invite list.” And then I froze. How did I do this? It was not my place to ask her not to invite someone to her party.
“I know what you’re going to say. Hold on a sec.” There were shuffling sounds and muffled voices. “Sorry, Fiona and I were working on a project with a new girl, and they were talking kinda loud. I moved to another room. I know who you’re calling about. Is it Amanda?”
The breath I was holding sounded through the phone.
“I asked Gage why he wanted her there, and he said for Chase,” Harper said.
“He is so blind to what’s going on around him, Maryellen.
I mean, if anything, why wouldn’t he have put Lena on the list instead?
If you’ve been nervous about him knowing anything about the two of you, he doesn’t, not at all. ”
“Well, I guess it’s a good thing he has no clue, right?” I said.
“Is it?” she asked. “I mean, if Gage knew about you guys, we could get Amanda off this list. Why is it you don’t want him knowing, if you don’t mind me asking?”
The million-dollar question.
Why?
My decision to stick with my standby answer remained.
“Harper, I just don’t think Gage would think it’s right that I’m, one, dating his brother, and two, dating someone from work.”
There was silence on the line between us.
“But you are,” she said. “The fact that you don’t want Gage to know doesn’t change that you are, am I right? So, you guys are OK with seeing each other in secret? How long will that last?”
The sweat began forming on my forehead and that rock was back in my stomach. This conversation should not be happening while I was at my desk and Gage was literally on the other side of the wall in front of me.
“I’m sorry, Maryellen, this is really none of my business.”
“No, it’s OK,” I said. “I’m the one who called you. To ask about your invite list, of all things.”
A soft chuckle came over the line.
“Can we meet for coffee one day next week? I mean, we need to talk about the party, anyway. It would be good to catch up, dontcha think?” Harper asked.
Just then, Gage’s office door opened, and his head popped out. He saw I was on the phone and stood in his doorway, waiting for me to finish.
“I would love that, Harper.”
Gage’s eyes lit up at the mention of her name. His feet were light as he made his way to the front of my desk, standing by with no patience at all. His hand went out for the headset.
“I’ll call you later to set it up, someone here wants to talk to you.” I laughed as I handed the headset over.
While my boss was otherwise engaged, I decided to head to the thirty-fifth floor to discuss some business with his brother.
It was Chase’s last day in that office, and he was supposed to be packing up.
His door was open, but he wasn’t in his office.
The floor was alive with people who seemed to be socializing more than working.
No wonder he didn’t want to move up near Gage.
His laugh cut through the voices. It came from down the hall where I found him with a group who seemed to be sending him off with a small party.
He was moving five floors, and they were throwing him a party.
Chase was definitely the more loved Parker brother. I laughed quietly as I approached the gathering.
“Mare!” he yelled when he saw me. “Want some cake?”
They had cake. I sidled up next to him to see what the cake said.
We will miss you
“I’m good,” I said.
While I was upstairs having a shitty morning, he was being thrown a party by co-workers because he was moving five floors away.
“Come see me when you’re done,” I told him and turned to leave.
Chase grabbed my arm, not letting me go.
“Stay,” he whined. “Why are you leaving?”
“Some of us have to work, Chase.” My icy tone took him by surprise. I turned on my heel and walked away. As I did, I heard footsteps trying to keep up with me.
“Hey,” he said.
We arrived at the elevator, and I pressed the button.
“Hey.” He grabbed for my hand. “Mare, are you mad at me?”
The elevator doors opened, and we both got on. As soon as the doors closed, he grabbed both my hands and forced me to look at him.
“Talk to me, Mare.”
“I’m just having a bad day, it’s not you. I’m sorry.”
He yanked me against him, enveloping me in an embrace. His hand held my head against his chest as I pulled him tighter against me. The warmth of his body against mine helped calm me. It brought me down from the peak of my anxiety.
“Let me help you, babe. What can I do?” he asked.
“This is helping, thank you.”
He kissed the top of my head as the doors opened.
Gage waited on the other side.