Chapter 21
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
CHASE
In all the times I’d been with Addison, I’d never taken a single one for granted.
I was a lucky motherfucker, and I knew it.
Considering everything we’d gone through over the past ten years—the separation and the fights and the heated not-so-makeups—it was a fucking miracle I found myself here. With her. Again.
“Chase…” she said against my lips, her voice barely more than a whisper. “I want you inside me.”
“Fuck.” My dick twitched at her words, at the soft, breathy plea of them, and I groaned into her mouth, desperate to give her exactly what she needed.
Without breaking from her kiss, I reached to my nightstand for a condom, blindly riffling through the drawers for the box I’d stashed there, grateful I’d been feeling hopeful after the toy incident and stocked up.
Unwilling to wait like the impatient little thing she was, Addison shoved my boxer briefs off and was now grinding away on my bare cock, rocking her clit over the head, her pussy growing wetter with every pass.
She whimpered and moaned into my mouth as she used my body to crank herself higher, and knowing just how close she was only urged me on faster.
I nearly shouted in relief when my fingertips finally connected with the box, cursing myself silently that I hadn’t had the foresight to open it earlier. If I’d known this was where my night would lead, I would’ve set out a whole fucking row of condoms on the nightstand to have at the ready.
“What’s taking so long?” Addison asked, impatience ringing in her words.
“New box,” I grumbled, finally tearing into it and pulling out a condom.
Before I could rip it open, she grabbed it from me and did it herself. And because she took great pleasure in driving me out of my mind, she rolled it down my shaft in slow strokes designed to tease. To torment. To make me fucking desperate for her. And I was.
Her hands felt so good on me after a year with nothing but my own to keep me company. I hissed out a breath, clenching my eyes closed as my dick twitched, eager as fuck to go off, especially with the memory of her coming on my tongue.
“Wait.” I reached down, wrapping my hand around hers where she gripped my shaft, squeezing hard to stave off the orgasm that was already breathing down my neck. “Shit.”
It’d been too fucking long, and considering I also hadn’t had the forethought to jack it tonight before climbing into bed, I was going to have to work my way through every hockey drill I could just to stop myself from blowing too soon.
“You better get yourself under control, big boy.” Addison settled over me again, bracing her hands on my chest as she slid my cock through her pussy lips. “Because I want at least another two.”
“You’ll get them, you horny little demon.” I didn’t care what I had to do to make it happen. I was damn sure going to give my girl exactly what she needed.
I rested my hands on her hips, allowing her to set the pace. The trouble was, she fucking loved to torment us both. Could spend hours doing just that. She stared down at me, satisfaction and desire written across her face, as she rubbed her clit against my cock, never taking me inside.
“Is this really how you want to come?” I asked through a tight throat, every ounce of my self-control focused on not spilling all over her. “With your cunt empty and aching for me?”
She parted her lips, her eyes going unfocused as her movements stuttered over me.
“I didn’t think so.” I palmed her ass and squeezed tight, my fingers just grazing between her cheeks. “Now stop fucking around and take me deep.”
“You said it was my show.”
“It is,” I agreed with a nod. “But you and I both know what you want, so take it. Take your cock and put it right where it belongs, inside my perfect little pussy.”
My words sent a shudder rolling through her.
But instead of putting us both out of our misery and sinking down immediately, she used the head of my dick to circle her clit, before sliding it back to her entrance and slipping just the head inside.
Then she pulled off me and started the circuit all over again.
By the fifth pass, both of us were panting, our bodies slick with sweat, and I was damn near out of my mind with need.
“Baby,” I groaned, digging my fingers into her ass in an effort to keep myself grounded. “Put me out of my fucking misery and give me what I’ve been jacking it to for a year.”
I didn’t know if it was my words or if her patience snapped, but finally, finally, she shifted and lowered herself onto me.
I kept my gaze locked on hers to watch the emotions play across her face as she took me inside.
With her mouth open on a silent moan, she curled her fingers against my chest, eyes wide as she stared down at me like we hadn’t already done this a thousand times.
Though with how long it’d been, it felt like the first time all over again.
Inch by agonizingly slow inch, she took me deeper, lifting up before sliding back down to ease the way.
It didn’t matter how wet she was—didn’t matter if I used an entire fucking bottle of lube on her—stuffing my cock into Addison was always a feat, but now more than ever.
It’d been too damn long, and I was too damn big.
She whimpered, determination and undiluted need written across her face.
I brought my thumb to her clit, rubbing in fast circles as she worked her cunt down on me. “You can do it, baby. Let me inside.”
“Fuck, Chase,” she breathed, rocking her hips as she struggled to take all of me.
I reached up, wrapping my hand around her neck and tugging her face down to mine.
I captured her lips with my own, my other hand still working her clit.
Every second of this in-between felt like heaven and hell wrapped up in one mindfuck of a package.
With every glide of my tongue against hers, she melted into me, her body softening and taking more of me.
I groaned into her mouth the deeper I sank. Against her lips, I murmured, “That’s my fucking girl. You love when I fill you up, don’t you? Love being stuffed so full of my cock it’s all you can feel.”
“God,” she choked out, eyes wide as her hips finally settled against mine.
“There you go. Shit,” I said under my breath, the tight fist of her cunt nearly strangling my dick. “Goddamn, my little pussy’s so fucking perfect. You were made to take me, weren’t you, baby girl?”
She didn’t answer—didn’t nod or acknowledge what I’d said—but I could see the desire in her eyes. The undisguised want. The tiny flicker of hope that I meant it.
I slid my hands up to cup her tits, sweeping my thumbs over her nipples. “Take what you need. Use your cock to get yourself off. Let me feel it.”
She whimpered and pushed against my chest to sit up, giving me an unobstructed view of her beautiful body.
And then she began to move. Rather than riding me up and down, she slid her hips back and forth, keeping me as deep as possible.
The slow, steady grind of her clit against the base of my dick rather than frenzied bouncing was the only reason I didn’t shoot off immediately.
And after years of watching her ride me, I’d learned this was a surefire way to make her come.
Addison was never shy about taking her pleasure.
Had never been. But I’d never let her be.
I’d made sure every time we were together that she knew nothing she wanted was wrong.
Nothing to be ashamed of. She could have any fucking thing she wanted with me, without question, because I was game for it if it intrigued my girl. All she had to do was take it.
Her movements quickened, and she collapsed forward on my chest, breathing hard as she ground her clit against me at a fast, frenzied pace.
“That’s it, baby,” I murmured against her ear, already feeling the fluttering pulse of her pussy, her short little gasps puffing against my neck.
I gripped her ass in my hands and squeezed hard, encouraging her movements.
“Grind that sweet little clit on my cock while you take every inch. Make yourself come all over me.”
She whimpered, her movements turning sloppy, sporadic. And then, all at once, she broke. Her entire body tightened, and she pressed her open mouth against my neck, sobbing out a moan as her pussy squeezed my dick through her release.
“Fuck,” I breathed, screwing my eyes shut and clenching my ass so I didn’t blow. “Goddamn, baby girl. Your pussy feels so good. So fucking good.”
After the last shudder quaked through her body, she went boneless on top of me, her breaths hot against my skin, her pussy still strangling my cock.
I ran my hands up and down the damp skin of her back, my lips against her temple. “Don’t tell me you’re done. You made me promise you two more.”
Without moving an inch, she murmured, “And I’m still waiting for you to make good on that.”
I huffed out a laugh, sliding my hands over every inch of her body I could reach. “Don’t say it unless you mean it.”
She lifted her head and stared down at me, one brow raised. Her makeup was smeared under her eyes, her lips red and swollen, her hair an absolute mess—my beautiful disaster. “I do mean it. Make me come again.”
My dick twitched inside her, and one corner of her mouth lifted in a smirk as if she’d won. We’d apparently slipped into one of our silent games now—whoever came first was the loser.
But I’d never lost, and I didn’t intend to start tonight.
I nipped at her bottom lip, capturing it between my teeth and tugging before soothing the sting with my tongue. “You didn’t ask nicely.”
“I never do.”
I shrugged as if I wasn’t dying to come. As if my cock wasn’t currently buried in the hottest, tightest heaven it had ever had the privilege of feeling. As if my balls weren’t drawn up tight, ready to explode with the barest movement. “I can wait.”
“You sure about that?” She very purposefully rotated her hips in a slow circle, and I groaned. “One of us has already come a couple times. And the other one of us is you.”
“That may be true, but we both know I’m the one who can hold out the longest. And that greedy little clit of yours gets you in trouble.
” I could last all fucking night if she wanted me to—and she had.
Many times. Whereas she got needy—which I fucking loved—until she was completely satisfied.
And the soft, subtle shifts of her hips against me proved she wasn’t anywhere near satisfied.
I ran my hands down her back, over the curve of her ass, squeezing her cheeks and giving one a sharp smack before banding my arms tight around her, not allowing her to move.
Then the real fun began.
I tortured her. Exploited every spot on her body that made her nipples harden, made her pussy wet.
I nipped across her collarbone. Sank my teeth into her shoulder.
Scraped my teeth along her earlobe. I brushed my lips down her neck and swirled my tongue in the hollow of her throat.
Showered attention on her perfect little tits, sucking each tip into my mouth.
Soon enough, she was whimpering and trying to shift her hips against me, desperate for friction, but I clamped a hand down on her ass and stilled her.
I dragged my tongue up the column of her neck, my lips brushing against the shell of her ear. “Beg for it.”
Her pussy clenched at my words, squeezing the life out of my dick, but she shook her head. Didn’t stop her from shifting and trying to grind her clit on me again, though.
I smacked her ass one more time and stilled her movements. “Beg, Addison. Beg me to fuck you, and I will. Beg me to make you come, and I will.”
“Chase,” she said. Whined, really. Outside of the bedroom, it would’ve been a barked command. But in here, she was soft for me. Pliant. In here, she surrendered control, even during the times she thought she needed to be in charge.
“That’s not begging.”
She bit her lip, her eyes pure fire as she stared down at me like she didn’t know if she wanted to fuck or murder me. “Would you just do it already?”
I shrugged as if I wasn’t aching just as desperately for her. “Or I can leave you hanging, slide out of your perfect cunt, and jack myself until I come all over your tits. Either one works for me.”
While the interest gleaming in her eyes told me she loved that idea, the insistent rocking of her hips proved she wouldn’t be satisfied with anything less than coming on my dick again.
“You know what you have to do, baby girl, and I’ll give you exactly what you need.”
“Give it to me,” she whispered. “Make me come.”
“Those sound like orders to me.” I gripped her ass and lifted her off me before sinking deep again, moans torn from both of us. “Beg for it, and I’ll give it to you, just like I promised. My little pussy wants it so bad, doesn’t she?”
“Please,” she choked out, but that wasn’t near enough.
Just to torture us both, I lifted her off me again and thrust deep, giving her a preview of exactly what I’d do to her if she’d stop being so fucking stubborn.
“Yes.” She moaned loud and low, her eyes heavy lidded as she stared down at me, hunger and awe shining bright in her gaze. “More. Please, Chase. Please. Give me what I need.”
My dick twitched inside her at the pleading note in her voice, and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
On a groan, I gripped her tightly, suspending her above me, and snapped my hips up as I thrust into her from below.
It was fast and frenzied, nothing like the slow grind she’d used to make herself come on me the first time.
But she loved this just as much, because she wasn’t in control of it.
She was a rag doll, being used for my pleasure, but she also trusted me to get her exactly where she needed to go.
“Oh my fucking God.” She curled her fingers into my chest, her wide eyes locked on mine while I fucked her like I’d never get enough.
Because I could live three thousand lifetimes, and I still never would.
“You hear how wet you are, baby girl?” I ran my hand over her ass until I could reach her pussy from behind. She was a soaked mess, and I gathered it on my fingers before trailing them up to her ass. “You hear how much you want to come all over my cock?”
“Chase.”
“Do it, baby. Come on me and give us both what we want.” I circled my middle finger around her puckered hole, clenching my teeth as her pussy tightened around me at the light touch.
But I didn’t come this far to lose tonight.
I sped up my thrusts, slipped the tip of my finger inside her ass, and that was all it took. She broke apart on a sobbed moan, her entire body tightening as her pussy pulsed around me, her body shuddering over mine.
“Fuck. Fuck. Missed this. Missed you. So fucking much.” I could barely get the words out as the orgasm ripped through me. I held her close as I came, spilling myself inside her, her name on my lips.
Wondering, just like I always did, how I’d gone this long without her. And hoping I’d never have to again.