Chapter 19
Chapter Nineteen
Iwant this, Ruby thought. I want Chase.
This moment was so unexpected, this side of him was unexpected, and that just made her want him more.
Ruby straddled his lap. She felt the hot, thick ridge of his cock lining up against her clit between their layers of clothing. She hissed at the sensation. His mouth swallowed her moan.
His scent was familiar in this comforting, homey way, yet also in a completely new context that made her nerve endings sing.
She felt like she was melting against him everywhere they touched.
The soft light in the room added to that cozy feeling.
She was warm and safe, and that knowledge made her all the more ready to push her comfort zone.
Chase kept upping the pace and the pressure of his kisses, owning her mouth. He ground his dick against her, and he bound her wrists with his strong hands so she couldn’t touch him back. It was infuriating. But it also felt wildly, recklessly good.
She had no idea what he would do next, where this would lead.
The ache between her legs was building, and the hard length of his dick was hitting her at just the right angle.
She just wanted, and that alone felt so good. To be in this moment with another person. With Chase.
He panted and thrust against her. “Should we…did you want me to…”
“I don’t want to stop.”
“Neither do I. But if we don’t, I’m going to come in my pants like a teenager.”
“Would that be so awful?”
He kissed her again. “I have something better in mind.”
Chase picked her up and carried her over to the kitchen table. He set her down on the tabletop. “Can I undress you?”
Ruby nodded. Yes. This was a very good idea. “I want you naked too. I want to see all of you.”
Chase grinned. “We’ll get there. Lift your arms.”
She did as he asked, and he pulled her top over her head. Then he tugged the waistband of her leggings. Ruby shifted from side to side so he could get them off.
Her bra and panties were black cotton, and she thanked the beauty gods that she’d gotten her regular wax a couple of weeks ago. She was still smooth and good to go. Not that she ever would’ve expected to be getting naked with any man, much less Chase.
From the way his waistband clung to his hips, showing off the V of muscle and a glimpse of happy trail below the edge of his shirt, she guessed he was going commando under those shorts.
When they’d been sitting on the couch and she’d seen his erection tenting the fabric, that was the moment she’d known for sure—she needed to get off with him. It hadn’t just sounded pleasant or fun. She’d been desperate for it.
She’d wanted to tug down his shorts. Touch him, taste him. She’d felt dizzy, she’d wanted it so much.
Just as needy as she was right now.
Ruby slid her fingers along his short hair, pulling him closer. He smiled and shook his head. “Nope, not gonna let you rush me.”
He pushed her down onto the table, holding her hands above her head. His grip on her was gentle, but she still couldn’t move.
Chase was in complete control. And she liked it. Liked it so much.
His gaze ate her up, pure lust in his expression. “Look at you. You’re so gorgeous laid out on that table for me.” His hands moved down along her sides, then to her legs. He pushed his nose into the crotch of her panties. Inhaled. “Fuck, that’s sweet.”
Who was this man?
This wasn’t the Chase she’d known for the past year. The guy who was her friend and nothing more.
The man in front of her was pure sex. How the hell had she not seen it?
“Chase, I…I want…”
“Ask for what you want.”
“I want your mouth.”
“To do what?”
“Lick me.” Her skin was on fire. “Suck my clit.”
His eyes flared, and his tongue moved over his lower lip. “Who are you asking to lick you? I want to hear my name.”
Ruby’s fists clenched and unclenched above her head. She couldn’t take this much wanting. Her heart was shaking her entire body.
“Chase, please lick me. I need your tongue on me. Inside me. Please, Chase. Please.”
“Be a good girl, and I will.”
He flicked her bra straps past her shoulders, pulling until her breasts were uncovered. His tongue lashed over one nipple, then the other, making her gasp.
Chase kissed his way down her stomach. When he reached her panties, he used his teeth to grab hold of the fabric and tug them down. Ruby lifted her hips, helping, and the cotton slid down her legs and off.
He stood up, resting his hands on her bent knees, looking down at her. “You have a tattoo.” It was a line of stars along her right hip bone, something hardly anyone had ever seen. Even her swimsuit usually covered it. He ran a finger from star to star. “Pretty.”
Ruby was glad when he didn’t ask her to explain the why or when. She was too wound up to talk about her ink.
“Open your legs for me?” he asked. He smiled when she obeyed.
Chase brought two fingers to her center. Swirled them around her opening. She made a needy whimper.
She felt totally shameless, letting him see her this way. But Ruby had never been shy during sex. It was like she was remembering a part of herself that she’d lost since becoming a mom. A part she desperately wanted back.
He rubbed his face along the insides of her thighs. His stubble was rough against her skin.
“Chase, please.”
His grin turned wicked. “Don’t worry. I’ll give you what you need.”
His two fingers widened her even more. Slowly, he bent forward. She felt his breath on her bare skin. One of his knees rested on a chair.
Finally, his tongue slid up and down her sensitive folds. Ruby tipped her head back. She bit her lower lip to quiet her moans.
“You taste incredible. I could eat you all fucking day.”
Chase worked his mouth over her. He sucked and licked and savored. The sensations were unreal. Nothing had ever felt this good. Like she was going out of her mind with it. She had to force her eyes open to look down at him, just to make sure this was really happening.
Chase’s mouth buried between her legs was the hottest thing she’d ever seen. Maybe because it was kind of wrong. And even more than that—because she felt like she had no control over what she was feeling. She wanted the very thing she’d thought she didn’t want.
Ruby was writhing and whimpering against the table. “I’m so close.”
Chase pulled back, taking a breath. “Should I slow down?”
“No. I need to come.”
“How bad do you want it?”
“Please, Chase. Make me come.”
He flicked his tongue rapidly over her clit and pushed two fingers inside of her. Ruby stuck her knuckle into her mouth and bit down.
Her orgasm slammed into her, back arching off the table, legs shaking. But she kept her gaze on Chase. He looked back at her as his tongue worked, and damn if that eye contact didn’t rocket the intensity to an even higher degree. Knowing it was him making her feel this way.
Wave after wave of aftershocks flooded her body with pleasure until they finally ebbed away.
Her head lolled back against the table. “I can’t move.” She felt like he’d put some sort of spell on her. Maybe it was just having an orgasm with another person for the first time in two years.
Right. More like she’d never been eaten out so thoroughly in her entire damned life.
Chase put his arms around her, lifting her upright. She melted against him as he kissed her, his tongue licking into her mouth. But this kiss didn’t feel demanding. It was comforting. Like he was kissing away any doubt she might be having.
“What do you need now?” he asked.
“To see you naked. Please?”
“Since you asked nicely. You going to fall over when I let you go?”
“I’m not that helpless.” Ruby braced her hands on the table.
He pulled off his shirt, his movements languid. Like he was in no hurry.
She’d seen Chase without a shirt plenty of times before, and she hadn’t paid much attention. But this was different. Like she was seeing him with new eyes.
Then Chase tugged down his shorts, and his cock bounced back up.
Getting to see all of him… She sucked in a breath.
He was thick everywhere. He looked like he’d been sculpted from stone. But she felt the heat radiating from him.
“Can I taste you?” Ruby’s voice betrayed the neediness she still felt. To have her lips wrapped around him, to feel the weight of him on her tongue.
Grinning, Chase grabbed a cushion from the couch and threw it the floor at his feet. “Get on your knees.” It was a gentle command. But she was more than willing. This was exactly what she had in mind.
Ruby got up from the table and kneeled in front of him on the pillow. His cock pointed straight at her face, glistening at the tip.
She ran her hands up the backs of his legs. Chase didn’t have much hair on his body. His legs and chest were mostly smooth. His shaft was long and thick, roped with veins, and his balls were heavy, the skin a darker shade.
She felt wanton. Like a purely sexual being.
“Feed me your cock?” she asked.
His dick jerked. “Oh, fuck.” Chase caressed her cheek, then his fingers slid into her hair. “I might not want your mouth on me.”
She frowned. “Why?”
“Because you’re ruining me. Fucking destroying me for anyone else.”
He rubbed the head of his cock across her lips, and her tongue flicked out, tasting the salty precum. Then he held the back of her head as he slowly pushed the tip forward past her lips. “Do you like that?”
She nodded, mouth too full of him to speak. She was just feeling, experiencing, in a way she hadn’t done in so long. Maybe in a way she’d never done before.
“Then open up wider so you can take more of me.” He touched her chin, guiding her. “Good girl. Just like that.”
Chase fucked her mouth with slow, deep strokes. He was careful not to go to the back of her throat. Ruby could have taken it. But she was getting the sense that Chase liked keeping himself reined in. And that meant she could relax completely into this, knowing he wouldn’t take it too far.
“Ruby, your mouth is perfect.” He started to pant faster, his hips thrusting at a quicker rate.