Chapter 15 #3
We’ve only ever been caught once before.
By Rory, who was equal parts disturbed and amazed when he walked in on Chase and I doing it missionary-style in my bedroom.
We were seventeen, recklessly in love and stupid enough to forget to lock the door because we thought no one would be coming home.
That was eight years ago of being careful and near-misses, and I’ll throw that away for having him inside of me in the next two seconds.
Chase brushes his thumb across my cheek. “You sure?”
Instead of answering, I kiss him again.
That’s all the answer he needs.
I expecting him to be sweet, my perfect love. Maybe he’ll guide me down toward the grass near the shoreline, close enough to the bonfire that its heat chases away some of the late October chill but far enough that any patrollers might not see us clearly.
That’s now what he does. As though he’s convinced that he needs to go for the world record in stripping, he kicks off his boots, pulls off his socks, and shucks his jeans. His underwear goes next, added to the pile. And his tank, too.
That’s interesting. During those long ago quickies in the backseat of his car, Chase just needed to get his dick out, shimmy my jeans down, shove my panties to the side, and enter my pussy as quickly as he could. Getting naked… that was a luxury we often couldn’t afford.
But there he is, completely nude, growling under his breath to see that I’m still dressed because I was entranced, watching him take off his clothes.
Whoops. “Sorry,” I giggle, shrugging off Rory’s jacket.
“All of it,” Chase rumbles in a low voice. “Take it all off.”
Sure, baby. If you say so.
While I hurriedly strip down, Chase licks his bottom lip while stroking his dick. His voice thrums with needs as he says, “Do you remember when we had that trip to the shore after your twenty-first birthday?”
I pause in the middle of unsnapping my bra. “Chase. No. That was August. This is October. No.” I back up, nearly tripping over the pile of shed clothes as he advances on me. “Chase! What the… you’ve lost your fucking mind if you think I’m going to skinnydip with you right now!”
Because that’s exactly what we did during that very memorable vacation.
We waited until it was the middle of the night and the beach was closed to sneak out, get naked, and fuck under the moonlight.
Chase loved the beach, and I tried not to think about how gross the ocean is, but as we came together that night, I finally understood the allure of the water.
“The lake is going to be freezing!”
His lips curve upward. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll warm you up.”
That’s what he thinks. And though I’m acting as though there’s not way he’s getting me in there with him, I unsnap my bra, baring my tits to him even as I snort.
“You’re going to shrink so fast, Knight.
Probably lose your hard-on the second your toes hits the water, and that how much fun will that be for me? ”
He pretends to think about it for a moment. “You know what? You’re right.”
I am?
I should’ve known better. This is Chase, after all, and the bra was the last piece of clothing protecting me from his obvious seduction.
And, hell. I don’t know how the tables turned on my so quickly.
I was the one who initiated sex with him, but it’s Chase who lunges at me before I can do little more than squeal.
“Chase? What! No! Put me down.”
He whispers against my ear. “If I thought you meant it, sweetheart, I would. But you’re the one who pointed out how cold it’s going to be. Can’t risk losing my erection, not if I want to fuck you until you’re screaming my name for the whole camp to hear.”
I’m breathless as I ask, “So, what? You just going to fuck me right here? Not in the lake?”
“Oh, no. You’ll want to get it over with quickly so no one sees us. And, trust me, you won’t like what I’ll do to anyone who sees you naked, Holden. The lake will provide us some cover so I can take my time with you tonight.”
I shiver in his embrace. “What about your dick?”
He sucks on the side of my throat. Dick. He distracted me with the heat of his mouth on my chilled skin so that I have no idea that he’s about to feed his dick inside of me until he already has the first few inches in.
“Chase…”
I can hear the smile in his throaty voice as he says, “You were the one worried I’d be too cold. Better keep me warm, then, huh?”
I wrap myself around him, using my weight to sink down entirely on top of his length. I groan, enjoying the way he’s stretching me out, and once I’ve gotten past my mild annoyance that he put it in without me realizing, I start to wiggle.
He slaps my ass. “Uh-uh. What did I say? In the water. Yeah?”
Damn it. I could very easily switch this situation around, remind Chase that I wanted to fuck him, but there’s something about finally letting go enough that I can give him complete control.
Fine.
“Yeah. Okay. Yeah.”
“That’s my girl,” he says, carrying me toward the lake.
And, let me tell you, it’s just as cold as I knew it would be—but Chase was right, too.
It isn’t long before he has me burning up from the inside out.