Tailwind (Love By Design 4)

Chase looked me over slowly like he was deciding where to start first. I wiggled underneath him, feeling the light hair on his legs brush against my smooth ones.

“I knew you were trouble, but there was something about you.”

“Was it the fainting or the yoga pants?”

“I can’t resist a woman who gets weak in the knees.”

He made me smile when I least expected it. He wasn’t cocky, but he was definitely cocksure. “Ego too.”

“What’s the matter, city girl? Too much man for you?” Chase had a way of being ridiculous and pulling me further under his magnetism that lacked the typical arrogant asshole slant I had been previously used to in the city boys who wasted my time and my trust fund.

“Shut up, Chase.”

“Mmm, I thought so.” He leaned in to kiss me and all senses left me. I wasn’t a naïve young woman. I’d had my fair share of bed partners and maybe dipped in the lady pond once or twice on a dare, but Chase was a completely different animal.

For one thing, he was big, resting his body on top of me. The light teasing touches of his hands roaming over my body ignited sparks like the fireworks from the night before only they didn’t fizzle. Instead everything about him created this slow burn that threatened to make me combust, and I was afraid this was that point of no return for my heart.

“You’re tense, Winnie.”

“I’m not.”

“Okay, then you’re over thinking something.”

“I just…it’s kind of been a while and it wasn’t very good before.” My bravado was gone, zilch, zero as if I never had it to begin with.

“Trust me,” he said, and I did. Chase shifted himself over me and my thighs spread evenly, letting him rest against my center. The thick head of his cock rested on my belly and pre-cum dotted the top, leaving a trail of his arousal over my middle. My usual self was muted, watching his every move with interest.

“You know, the first time I saw you, I wondered what a fancy girl like you was doing in my town.”

I huffed thinking about how the argument with my family ended and the decision was made to ship me out of the city for the summer.

“I was being punished and sent up here to pet sit.”

“I know and it was probably the most adorable thing to see you change colors quicker than leaves in autumn.”

“Chase Calloway, are you waxing poetic or tying to get in my pants again?”

“Girl, I’m about to slide home and you’re worried about pants? Come on now.” He laughed, sliding the head of his swollen cock against my slit, getting himself wet rubbing between my pussy lips driving me crazy.

“Condom?” I asked, and he nodded, pulling away for a moment, causi

ng me to shudder with a chill. He reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a strip of condoms. I grabbed one from the bunch and tore it open. Chase pumped his cock into a hard rod, and I fitted the top over the head, pinching it slightly before rolling it down in one smooth stroke. We made a good team, he and I.

“God, your hands feel good. I wonder what else feels good.” He pushed my hands away and rolled me onto my back, shifting my legs into position.

His eyes locked with mine for a second before he slowly pushed forward, filling me up oh so unhurriedly in a torturous stroke that stretched me to the hilt. Chase was big, and as ready as I was for him I still felt the full pressure of him bottoming out in my center. Our eyes never left each other except for the occasional blink, and Chase quietly thrust in and out of me with a reverence no one had ever taken with me before. He panted with his mouth open rocking back and forth into me slowly. It was sweet, tender, and completely unexpected.

“Chase.” I was panting to catch my breath as the orgasm built, and my legs shook to keep it at bay just a little longer. Chase didn’t relent, pumping faster and the shaking of my legs became the cracking fissures in my heart for a man I barely knew.

His breath was hot against my neck as he rested his forehead on my shoulder. Lips kissed the delicate bones of my shoulder and neck before sucking the skin sharply and whispering harshly in my ear, “Let go, Winsome.” And I did. I flew like a baby bird taking flight for the first time in my life as I careened against the blinding sun into the sky, testing my limits…

15

Chase

Winnie snored into my pillows nested under the blankets. The curve of her pale shoulder peeked up from the covers and I wanted to peel the layers away indulging in her softness. Last night was… well it was something unexpected. I didn’t think being with her would be that heavy a combination of want and wanting some more all over again.

I wore her out, heck I wore myself out. Maybe it wasn’t about the worry over my waning stamina since giving up the dream of playing pro-football and more about the fact that I had never wanted a woman the way I wanted Winnie before. Frankly it scared the shit out of me and brought to mind lots of ideas about permanency when I had no idea where or what Winnie herself saw in this situation. She was here for the summer. A summer that was almost half over. I had events with friends getting married and those things combined with the other tell-tale markers of growing up and settling down didn’t seem to have the same meaning to Winnie as it did to me. I was ready. Clearly she was… somewhere else I wasn’t.