My legs clench tighter around his waist. My sex pulsates. I’m drenched between my thighs. “I want you to stop talking.”
His chuckle vibrates against my breast. My skin becomes too hot. He bites down on my flesh, and my back arches. “Chase,” I moan out his name.
“That’s right baby. Beg. Tell me what you want.”
I close my eyes and pull at his hair. “I want you to shut up and fuck me.” My vulgar words stun me, but if he doesn’t touch me soon, I’m going to combust. His hands become ruthless, tearing at my leggings. He shoves them down my ass, growling at the sight of my soaked panties.
“That for me, Angel?” He rubs my clit, and I pull in a tight breath, still fisting his hair.
“It’s gonna be for someone else if you don’t get the job done.” I can’t help but grind against his hand, dying for even the smallest amount of friction. He pulls my underwear to the side and plunges a finger into my wet, aching sex. “Chase,” I whimper, biting my bottom lip. He pulls out and eases back in, this time offering me two fingers. My hips work back and forth, fucking his hand. I can’t take any more of his teasing. “More. Give me more,” I demand. My body shakes. My sex becomes deprived of what it really wants. I need more than just his fingers.
He works me harder, faster, until my walls clench around him. “Oh God,” I moan out my orgasm.
“The way you look right now.” He pulls out, his fingers coated in my juices, and pushes his jeans down past his ass. There’s no warning, but I don’t need one, before he slams inside me. I cry out in pleasure. “Jesus, you’re so tight and wet. Fucking perfect.” He thrusts into me, each one bringing me closer and closer to the edge. Another orgasm builds, and I fight to hold back, never wanting this to end. “Still think this is a bad idea?” He pulls out, thrusting deep.
“Please…stop…talking—ahhh!” My eyes fall to the back of my head, and I cry out, losing myself to another explosive orgasm.
“Shit,” Chase grunts as I squeeze around him. He pistons into me, his cock growing wider, causing another long moan to fall from my lips. “Fuck, I gotta pull out—”
“Don’t you dare—pill—keep…going…”
His eyes darken to the deepest shade as he plunges into me, once, twice, three more times, until he growls out my name as the warmth of his cum fills me.
It takes a solid minute for us to catch our breath. His forehead rests against mine, and I bask in the warmth of his breath. When another minute passes, he leans back and pulls us off the wall.
“Where are we going?”
“Sure as hell not out anymore. All food will be delivered today. You’re not leaving my bed until next week. We’re doing that about a million more times.”
I can’t hold in my laughter. He is absolutely ridiculous.
He’s also on to something. “Good thing there are apps for that. No talking needed. You already do so much of—ouch!” I cry out in laughter as he slaps my ass.
“Don’t worry, my mouth is going to be too occupied sucking your sweet little pussy to do any talking.”
So. Amazingly. Ridiculous.
Chapter 11
Chase
There’s nothing better than sleeping alone. No one to share the covers with. Fighting for bed space and pillows. I always had a rule. Never bring girls back to my place and never spend the night. After offering them a night they’ll never forget, I take myself home to the comfort of my own bed and sleep like the dead.
Until now.
I gaze over at the little bombshell sleeping like the dead in my bed and smile at how perfectly she looks cozied up in my sheets, hogging my favorite pillow.
She looks absolutely perfect here.
I pull her into me, obsessed with the way her little body fits snuggled up against mine. I can’t get enough of her smell, the lingering scent of cherries and vanilla. My lips find my favorite little spot under her earlobe. “Morning, Angel.” I nuzzle my nose against her neckline.
She squirms under me, attempting to hide her adorable face in the pillow. “Please. No more. I don’t even think my legs work.”
I chuckle against her skin, leaving a warm trail of kisses down her neck. “Wasn’t offering. You’ve tapped out on all your free rides. If you’re looking for any more, you’re going to have to pay up.”
She peeks back out, her sleepy gaze peering down at the big guy. “Free rides?”
“Yep. I’ve been very generous the past two days. Sunday is the day of rest—and to pay up.”
“What exactly am I paying up on? Didn’t know I landed myself an escort.”
I steal a quick kiss. “You haven’t. But my fake boyfriend services only go so far. It’s time to officially sign up.”