35. Chase
Chase
# The best things come in threes
S he wraps her fluffy red scarf around her neck and smiles sweetly. “Ready?”
I slide my hands over her hips and onto her ass, careful not to squeeze too hard given the spanking I just doled out.
But she deserved that—every single time she did something to drive me purposely crazy at her parents’ house last night and again this morning.
“How do you look so damn sweet and innocent when just half an hour ago you were bent over my lap, creaming all over my fingers while I spanked your beautiful ass?”
“I guess I’m just inherently those things,” she purrs, fluttering her long, dark lashes.
“Sweet, most definitely. Innocent, absolutely not.”
She gasps, feigning her outrage. “How dare you, sir?”
I press my lips against hers and kiss her, and she melts into my arms like she belongs there—which she absolutely does. “I will never get used to being able to kiss you whenever the hell I want.”
“I do enjoy being kissed whenever you want. But where exactly are we going when it’s Christmas and we have my entire apartment to ourselves.”
“We’re going to see our new house.”
“It’s your house, Chase. Even if I do move in.”
“It’s our house. Do you have no grasp of the laws of our country?”
“Yes. And property is nine tenths of it, apparently.”
“And as my wife, you’ll own half of whatever I do.”
She sputters, her eyes practically bugging out. “Your wife?”
“Your parents would probably be pissed if we’re not married when we have kids.”
The look on her face is priceless, a mixture of shock, amusement and indignation. “So, we’re having kids now too?”
“Why else did we buy the big house with the porch swing and enough room for kids and dogs?”
She grins wickedly. “And chickens.”
I kiss the tip of her nose. “Whatever you want, Firefly.”
Never in the history of time has there ever been anything more spectacularly joyous to watch than the look on Addie’s face when I open the front door of our new house and switch on the light.
She steps into the hallway, mouth open as she heads straight for the staircase in the center, running her hands along the smooth, polished banister.
“Wow!” is the only word she utters for a full minute while she explores the downstairs area. That’s until she squeals with joy upon seeing the large, open-plan kitchen and living space at the back. “This place is beautiful, Chase. I knew it was gorgeous from the outside, but…wow!”
I walk up behind her, circling my arms around her waist. “You like it, baby?”
“I love it.”
“You wanna spend the rest of your life with me right here in this house?”
She spins in my arms, tears shining in her hazel eyes. “Are you sure this is what you really want, Chase? You have a whole life in LA.”
“No, I have a job in LA. But my whole life is right here, in my arms. I know you’re worried that I’m giving something up, but I’m really not, Addie. I’m finally getting everything I ever wanted. You were always meant to be mine, and we were always meant to be right here.”
“But what about the people in LA who care about you?”
I have a couple of friends in LA that I’ll miss, but I spent eight years without my three closest friends in the world, I’m sure we’ll all survive. “They can visit us, or we can visit them if you’d like. But every single person I love lives here in Juniper Ridge.”
“Will Faraday be coming?”
I can’t help but smile at her name for my car. “Yes, he’s being delivered next week, and he’s very excited to meet Angelina.”
“I hope you told him Angelina is a classy lady, and she won’t be impressed by his huge engine or his horsepower.”
I pull off her scarf and run my nose over the back of her neck. “I bet you will be though. I can’t wait to take you for a drive in him. Maybe we could go somewhere secluded and we can test how comfortable his back seat is.”
She spins in my arms and pops an eyebrow. “Don’t you know already?”
Minx! I trail my teeth over her sweet-smelling neck and resist the urge to bite. “No. I do not.”
There’s a wicked glint in her eyes, the kind that’s probably about to earn her another spanking. “Angelina’s back seat is very comfy, by the way.”
A possessive growl rumbles deep in my chest and this time I do bite her, making her squeal and giggle. Then I lift her onto the counter and wrap her legs around my waist. “And why on earth would you think I’d want to know that, Firefly?”
“In the event you’d ever like to christen her with me. I only know she’s comfy because Brax and Eva picked me up from a bar in her once.”
My eyes narrow on her pretty face. “You knew exactly what I’d think you were talking about though.” I nip her again. “Siren.”
She hums softly. “You’re very hot when you do that possessive, jealous thing.”
“It’s not a thing. It’s how I feel when I think about anyone but me touching you.
” I unbutton her coat and pull it off her.
“I really fucking love that I was your first, Addie.” I tug off her boots and jeans.
“But know that I’m gonna be your last too.
” I pull her panties to the side and sink two fingers inside her.
“We shouldn’t do this here,” she whimpers.
“Why not, baby? It’s our house. And you and I are going to christen every single surface of it. Starting with this counter right here.”
Her arms snake around my neck and she tips her head back, riding my fingers. I work her over until she comes hard, screaming my name all over the kitchen.
When she stops trembling, I slide my fingers out of her and kiss her forehead. “There’s my good girl. So good, I think Santa might have even left a gift for you upstairs.”
Her eyes widen. “Here? For me?”
“Yeah.” I didn’t have time to buy her anything but some perfume and chocolates at the airport for Christmas. But the gift upstairs, I ordered for her as soon as I got back to LA.
“But I didn’t get you another gift.”
She gave me a beautiful set of monogrammed cufflinks this morning, and a belt which I will absolutely use to tie her up with later. “I already have everything I could ever want right here.”
I pick her up, legs still around my waist and carry her upstairs into the main bedroom at the front of the house. We walk into the closet and I switch on the light and set her on her feet.
She gasps when she sees them sitting on the floor, all six of them sparkling in the electric light. “Are they…” Her hand flies to her mouth. “Gianvito Rossi Ranias?”
I’m thrilled she recognizes them, but of course she would.
“You got me…” She kneels on the floor and picks up a silver shoe, running her fingertips over the sparkly fabric. “You got me a pair in every color, Chase.”
“I couldn’t decide which ones I wanted to see you in the most.”
She rolls into a sitting position and sinks her teeth into the luscious pillow of her bottom lip.
“Do you have a preference which pair you’d like me to try on first?
” She’s only wearing a sweater and her panties, which have a damp spot at the apex, and the sight of her stretching out her toned legs already has my dick aching to be inside her like my fingers just were.
I clear my throat. “The silver are fine.”
She slips them on. “They fit so perfectly.”
I reach for her hand and pull her up and she gives me a twirl. “How do they look?”
Fucking incredible. “I’m not sure. I think I need to see them as they’re supposed to be worn.”
“You mean like with a dress or something?”
“No, baby. I mean like take everything off except the heels.”
Her eyes sparkle with desire and excitement. “Oh, you want to see them like that?”
“It’s why I bought them for you.”
“Then it would be rude not to give you what you paid for, sir,” she purrs before peeling off her sweater and letting it drop to the floor. Next comes her bra, and she peels it languidly down her arms until her full tits spring free. I have to stop myself from pouncing on her already.
She turns in a circle, giving me a spectacular view of her ass. “Panties too, Addie.”
Torturously slowly, she hooks her fingers into the waistband of her panties and then works them over her hips and thighs. When they fall into a pool of damp fabric at her feet, she expertly steps out of them before flicking them at me with the point of her shoe.
My fingers curl around the delicate lace and I hold them to my nose, taking a deep inhale that has me feral for her. “Fucking delicious,” I growl.
“Is this what you wanted, Chase?” She spins in a circle again, and I lose all the control I’ve been holding onto. I push her against the dresser while pulling my cock from my jeans and then I practically mount her. And she wraps her legs around me and sinks the heels of her shoes into my ass.
“ This is what I want, baby. What I always fucking want. You. Naked. And my cock inside you.”
“God, Chase, you’re so good at that,” she groans, hands fisted in my hair. “And thank you, by the way.”
I drive into her. “Do you mean for the shoes or the fucking?”
She giggles and it lights me up from the inside. “Neither. I meant for you.”
I smile against her skin, pulling her closer and tighter, until there’s not a sliver of light between us.
I forgot how much I love Christmas, and by the next one she’s going to be my wife and then I truly will have everything I’ve ever wanted.