Chapter 10
If you’d asked Harper how she thought she’d feel about being naked and splayed out before Chase’s eagle eyes, she would have guessed “awkward and embarrassed.” But the only things she saw there were desire and appreciation.
Chase’s obvious delight in her body erased any qualms she had. Instead of being preoccupied with how she must look, she was able to relax and enjoy the show while he stripped.
When he yanked his sweatshirt and T-shirt over his head and tossed them aside, she bit her lower lip as she studied his broad, muscular chest that tapered down to his hips.
Harper had barely taken that in when his hands moved to his fly, and all thoughts stopped save one: she was about to see Chase naked for the first time in her life.
He took his jeans and boxers down in one fell swoop, kicking both off and standing upright again in full, resplendent, unashamed nudity. His cock, already half hard, protruded from a thatch of dark curls. He was thick and long, and she could hardly wait for him to be inside her.
She dropped her gaze to his feet and slowly slid her eyes upward, examining every part she could see.
His legs were strong and toned, topped by powerful, muscular thighs—the thighs of a power forward.
Above his hips, his Adonis belt began, tantalizing lines that angled right toward his delicious cock.
Without conscious thought, she began tracing sensuous paths over her skin with the barest touches of her fingers, the light contact increasing her arousal. When she cupped her breasts, grasping each nipple with a thumb and forefinger and giving them a pinch, Chase groaned.
Her eyes shot to his, surprised and flattered by his pained expression. She plucked at her nipples and he took a step toward the bed, coming to a sudden stop when she held up a hand.
“I’m not done looking yet.”
“You’d better finish soon, or you’re getting no foreplay,” he growled.
“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” she answered with a smile she knew must be full of mischief.
“Harper…,” he warned.
“Okay, fine. Turn around so I can see your beautiful ass.”
Chase smiled faintly as he shook his head and slowly turned, giving her a full 360-degree view of his perfect specimen of a body, and she couldn’t prevent a whimper.
He wore a cocky grin as he faced her. “Like what you see?”
“You know I do. Get your beautiful ass up here.” A sudden, overpowering need for him shot through her.
“I don’t know, Harper. Maybe I’ll make you wait now.”
She knew he’d do it, too, so she fought back by smoothing one hand between her breasts, over her stomach, and down between her legs, stroking her fingers through her pussy, already hot and so slick. She couldn’t remember when she’d been this wet this quickly.
Harper couldn’t recall if it had ever happened quite like this.
With a growl, he lunged onto the bed as she shrieked and backed up further against the pillows. He prowled up her body, starting with gentle kisses at her toes, sliding his hands up her calves, then gripping her thighs and pushing them wide.
His eyes dipped between her legs and his pupils were flared when he looked back at her for a moment.
“I can hardly wait to get my mouth on your hot, sweet little pussy. But first,” he continued, wrapping his hands around her thighs as he shouldered his way between them, “I’m going to worship your gorgeous thighs. ”
Some men hadn’t liked her thick thighs, and those men could go fuck themselves. That clearly wasn’t the case with Chase.
He kissed his way up one thigh, then the other, the stubble on his jaw abrading her skin in the most delicious way. When he’d apparently gotten enough of that, he slid his hands up her thighs until his thumbs could separate her folds and stroke through her slickness.
She was wriggling under his touch, and he hadn’t even put his mouth on her yet.
Then he did put his mouth on her, and all capacity for thought was destroyed.
He licked through her wetness, sucked on her clit, speared his tongue inside her, and drove her beyond all reason with his fingers and thumbs as her arousal climbed to ever increasing heights.
Harper reached for him, threading her fingers into his hair and holding him to her as she writhed against his mouth, and it only urged him on.
Chase redoubled his efforts, slipping one thick finger inside her, then a second. He scissored them together and apart while she squirmed with pleasure and an almost unbearably delicious need to come.
Keeping his mouth on her, Chase’s eyes found hers as he turned his fingers inside her and curled them back towards himself, stroking hard against her inner walls.
He pulled her clitoris into his mouth with hard sucks while his fingers continued their unyielding work, and she didn’t know how much more she could take.
“Please, Chase!” She didn’t know what she was demanding, but he pulled his mouth away, his thumb strumming across her clitoris.
“Does that feel good, baby? Do you like how I’m touching you? I’ve wanted to touch and taste this pussy of yours for a long time.”
Harper whined and moaned, unable to articulate any longer.
“That’s right, Harper. I’m going to make you come so hard, sweetheart. Because you deserve all the orgasms, and I’m going to give them to you.”
Her hips were thrusting up off the bed and he pressed down with the hand still grasping one of her thighs, holding her against the mattress. She moaned again as her breaths came faster and faster.
“Come for me, baby. I want to watch you come apart, your sweet tits heaving as I stroke you and suck on you.” He dropped his mouth back to her clitoris and gave it one final, hard suck.
Sensation exploded out, starting between her legs and rippling up and out until every part of her was consumed by it and her cries rang inside the bedroom as she nearly blacked out.
Chase stroked one thumb gently back and forth across the silky skin of Harper’s thigh as he watched her slowly regain awareness. He couldn’t help feeling smug about the orgasm he’d just given her. Going down on Harper had been so amazing that he almost didn’t even care if they had sex tonight.
Although his cock had a strenuous objection to that opinion.
He moved up to press a kiss on her soft stomach, enjoying the warm lemon scent of her skin. As he made his way up her body with a trail of kisses, one of her hands came up to thread its way back into his hair.
He’d relished when she’d grabbed his head, grinding herself hard against his face while he tasted her to his heart’s content. When she’d tugged on his hair, he’d almost come against the sheets where he was pressing his hard cock, trying to keep from erupting.
When he kissed her in the delicate place between her sweet little breasts, he was surprised to feel her chest shake. He glanced up to find her laughing.
“Oh, you think this was funny, do you? I’ll just have to do it again.”
Chase made to dive back between her legs but Harper gripped his arm, holding him in place.
“No! I don’t think I could survive that again.” A crooked smile spread on her face. “Well, not right away, anyway.”
He moved up beside her and stretched out on his side, stroking the damp hair back from the sides of her face. He’d put her through a workout. “Maybe that’s all we should do tonight.”
“No!” Harper’s eyes were huge, and he bit back a laugh.
“No?”
“Absolutely not. Condom on, we’re doing this.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he answered, barely suppressing even a smile.
Grabbing his wallet from the nightstand, he pulled out a foil packet, tore it open, and rolled on the condom. Harper’s eyes were much more focused now, and a renewed desire gleamed in them.
He grasped his dick and stroked over its covered length, and she whimpered with need. “Is this what you want?”
“Get that. In me. Now.”
“God, you’re so bossy,” he teased as he climbed onto the bed, settling his hips between her thighs. Even though he’d just spent several amazing minutes feasting on Harper, he could hardly believe this was happening.
“Hey,” she said softly, her fingers tipping his chin up so he met her eyes.
“Yeah?”
“I’m glad we’re finally doing this,” she said, with a soft smile that made him feel all warm inside.
“Me too.” He leaned down to kiss her with slow, drugging kisses as he notched his cock at her entrance.
When he hesitated, she pushed up her hips, taking in an inch. She felt amazing, and he leaned his forehead against hers as he fought to keep from coming. But he knew his impatient Harper wouldn’t wait long, so he pushed slowly into her, taking his time so she could get used to him.
He’d had plenty of good sex in his life, but nothing had come close to how it felt to be inside Harper’s slippery heat. Because no one had come close to Harper.
As tears stung the corners of his eyes, he closed them tightly, only for Harper to whisper, “I know. I feel the same.”
His eyes flew open to see moisture glistening in hers. With a sheepish smile, he dipped his mouth to take hers again as he began to stroke rhythmically in and out, using steady, deep thrusts.
Harper matched his movements, the two of them perfectly in tune as they either kissed or pulled away to look at one another in wonder.
When he couldn’t hold off his own orgasm any longer, he reached down to rub her clit.
She pushed his hand away. “Too sensitive! Besides, I’m almost there.” Her words were tight and her breaths were quick.
His hips sped up and his thrusts became more erratic. It was only a few more strokes before he thrust in one last time, stilling himself inside the heat of her body as he spilled into the condom.
He rolled them to their sides, once again pushing the hair off of Harper’s beautiful face as he examined her.
She gave him a weary grin. “That was…” Words seemed to have failed her.
Chase grinned back. “Yeah, it was.” When he could move again, he got up to dispose of the condom, Harper curling against his side when he returned to the bed.
He wrapped an arm around her, kissed the top of her head, and fell asleep with a smile on his face.