Pieces of Summer

I laugh humorlessly as he grins, but in the next breath, I’m not laughing, because he crushes my lips in a surprise attack. My eyes close as his tongue slides across the seam of my lips, and my lips part for him, giving him the opening he seeks.

Heat flows through my body, and my heart pounds harder as he kisses me stupid, making me forget. My hands slide up and tangle in his hair, pulling him even closer as his grip gets tighter, more demanding.

He lifts me away from the rail, and my legs fasten around his waist as he carries me into the house. I’m only so strong.

He kisses me like he’s scared to pull back, afraid I’m going to disappear if he does, and I kiss him back with the same fear. We’ve gone through hell on our own, but I’m scared of going through hell together.

He makes some sexy, guttural noise low in his throat, and I shudder against him as he struggles to keep from bumping into the walls. I grin against his lips when he curses a table that hits his knee.

His lips come back to mine, hungrily devouring me in a way that makes my mind blank once again. Between his sounds and mine, the room is being christened with sexy.

When my back thumps against the wall, I grin again. We’re not going to make it to a bed.

He puts me down, and my shorts are getting jerked away before I even realize he’s broken the kiss.

“Get naked,” he says while ripping his shirt over his head.

Like the fool I am, I giggle. And of course I also get naked.

Chapter 52

CHASE

I’m still stripping out of my jeans, when Mika reaches for the back of my neck, pulling me back in for another kiss. My hands go to her waist, gripping her close, as I kick out of my jeans the rest of the way. I’m really fucking thankful I skipped shoes this morning.

There’s so much I want to say, but I continue kissing her instead of risking saying the wrong thing. I hope she doesn’t think this is a small moment of weakness. This is it. This is her giving herself over to me whether she admits it or not.

Plan B involves rope, a cabin in the woods, and a few felony charges for kidnapping and all that.

She moans into my mouth as I lift her, and I consider taking her against the wall when her bare legs come back around my waist. Fuck that. I want a bed with her under me so I can take my time.

She grips me tighter with her thighs and I change my mind while shoving her against the wall. My hand slips between us, and my cock gets painfully hard when I feel how ready she is for me after just some kissing.

I’ll go back to foreplay and take it slower in round two. Right now, I have to have her before I

lose my mind. I have no idea how I even existed so many years without her.

With one hard thrust, I sink balls-deep into her, and some garbled noise escapes her while I bite back any sound that tries to rise.

“Fuck me,” she whispers, lifting what little bit she can and moving back down.

I grip her hips, holding her still, as my entire body trembles.

“Chase,” she whimpers.

“Give me a second,” I tell her softly, burying my face against her neck.

“What’s… wrong?” she asks hesitantly.

“Remember the first time you did the reverse cowgirl on me?” I ask her, feeling her smile without seeing it.

“You want the reverse cowgirl treatment? I can’t do that against the wall.”

I groan as that image springs to mind. Round two. She can do that in round two.

“I was talking about what happened when we did that position the first time.”

“Oh… Oh,” she says, a smile in her tone.