Chapter 52 Chase
I lay next to my sleepy girl and stare at her. She’s so damn beautiful. She gave up her control for me. She gave me her love, trust, vulnerabilities, and so much more.
She gave me everything.
The things she let me do to her after we got out of the shower were downright filthy, but what I saw reflected in her eyes was beyond anything I could have imagined.
She never used her safe word, the little minx. She was incredible and all mine.
I wasn’t lying when I told her every time has been heaven. But tonight is a night I’ll never forget.
I lean forward and kiss her, needing to have her close to fill my lungs with air.
“I’m closed for business. I need five working days to recover after everything we did,” she murmurs with closed eyes. She’s completely, deliriously sated.
I chuckle and cuddle her. “I don’t want your business, just every last drop of your pleasure.”
She whines when I lift her arm and place it around my neck. Her leg shifts over my thigh so I can easily nuzzle into her. Her body is limp as I shift us from the bed.
She was so tired, she could barely wash her hair in the shower. I knew I’d need at least an hour before I could go again after what we did.
She wrecked me.
Her hair is still wet and unwashed from the distraction of my insatiable need to have her. Her exhaustion is evident by how much she enjoyed herself, her skin red and eyes tired.
I breathe in her scent. It drives me fucking wild.
“Are you sore?” It’s stupid of me to ask, considering what I put her through, but I need to know she’s okay. I also need the reminder that she needs time to recover. That I can’t just have her whenever I want because she willingly gave me control.
“I’m going to say no, because if I say yes, you’ll put me in the bath and get behind me and do that thing with your hands. I don’t want your ego bruised but I’m not sure there’s anything left in me to give you right now. I definitely can’t make it up to you, either.”
“You said that the fourth time, too,” I laugh, thinking back to how she told me she couldn’t when I asked for just one more. She surprised herself when her fourth orgasm tore through her. I felt like an absolute champ when she screamed my name in sheer bliss.
“Fine. Three working days to recover. That’s my final offer.”
“You’ll be begging for me before the night is even over,” I whisper in her ear, my grin widening as I think back to how she begged for a release after I teased her with my mouth and ice cubes.
I was so hard watching her whimper for me as she pulled on the makeshift ties above her head. I thought I’d faint from the pain with the way her body stretched and arched for me with every touch.
“Wanna bet?” she says, pulling me out of my thoughts.
“Careful, sweetheart. Are you sure you want to play this game?”
“I’m confident I’ll win. There’s nothing you can say or do that will speed up my recovery policy to get me out of this bed.”
“Baby,” I whisper in her ear. “Open your eyes.”
They flutter open slowly, and she gasps when she takes in the surroundings of the shower. I chuckle and turn on the water. She moans the minute the hot water sprays over us. I swallow her questioning words with a kiss, and she melts into me.
“I think you should call an ambulance. I didn’t feel you carry me in here or hear the water sputter on,” she says. “I don’t think I have any bones left in my body,” she whines. “Take me back to bed.”
“Shh, let me take care of you.” I lower her down onto the same bench we fucked on. “Close your eyes.”
I know instantly this is a bad idea, even though my intentions were pure. She looks so damn perfect sitting on her knees with her back to me, hair spilling down her back. Her cute little ass is perched on the heels of her feet.
A fucking vision.
I kiss her cheek. “Tilt your head back, sweetheart.”
I massage her scalp, using my fingers to spread the shampoo into her long chestnut hair. The smell of peaches and mangoes takes over my senses, and she lets out a long sigh as I rinse the shampoo from her hair and repeat it again.
The conditioner is next, and when that’s washed from her hair, I move to the body wash and lather her in it. When I hose her off, the soap trails down her in a way that has me wanting her all over again.
“Can you turn for me?” She shifts, letting her legs drop to the floor as she gives me a fatigued smile. “You’re so damn perfect,” I say as I stare down at her. “What you did today. Letting me have control… I’ve never felt so trusted by you.”
Her eyes well, and I reach for her immediately. “I want you to know that if you ever need it back, all you have to do is say so.”
She nods. “I love you, Chase Riley Harper.”
I lean in and kiss her. “I love you too, sweetheart. Always have, always will.”