Chasin' Eight (Rough Riders 11)

But Chase wanted her wild. Writhing beneath him as he made her come again. He grabbed her hips and jerked her back down where he wanted her. “Don’t move.”

“But I—”

“I’m not done with you. Come on, baby, one more,” he murmured against the rise of her mound as he nuzzled her satiny skin.

“I can’t. I never have…”

“Then you will with me.”

After a tiny beat of hesitation, Ava rolled back onto the mattress, giving herself—her pleasure—over to him completely.

With that small act of surrender, Chase finally understood what Ben had meant. In that single defining moment, he shed his habitual sexual selfishness and became the lover Ava needed.

Mindful of the sensitivity of her clit, Chase used teasing breaths, fleeting kisses and soothing caresses. On her belly. On her hipbones. On the tops of her thighs. Everywhere but on her pu**y. When Ava began to shift restlessly, he slipped two fingers into her, wiggling the digits, but not sliding them in and out. He continued the randomness of his kisses, memorizing her body’s response to every lick, nibble and gentle bite.

Before Ava could beg, Chase let his mouth wander to where she wanted it most. Lapping at her clit instead of concentrated sucking, while his fingers f**ked in and out of her wet heat. He couldn’t wait to plunge his c**k in and feel that hot velvet clamping around his shaft, but he didn’t want to hurry this.

“More,” she panted. “I need your mouth…”

Chase firmed his lips, pulling at the throbbing flesh and pushed another finger deep into her clenching channel, trying not to grind his aching c**k against the sheet. That’d be damn embarrassing, spilling his seed before he even got inside her.

Ava released a wail as she came again.

Her sweet juices coated his mouth and he licked his lips before pressing openmouthed kisses on the inside of each thigh. While she caught her breath, he ripped open the box of condoms.

She lifted up to rest on her elbows and watched as he slipped one on.

God. She looked even more beautiful flushed with color, her eyes heavy with pleasure, her lips fuller from his kisses. He couldn’t wait another second to have her. He said gruffly, “Roll over.”

Something resembling wariness flashed in her eyes, but she didn’t argue.

Chase hiked her hips and moved in behind her. He placed a single, tender kiss between the dimples above her ass. Then he took a taut cheek in each hand, aligned his c**k and surged inside her.

Oh f**k yeah. Every goddamned bit as good as he’d imagined.

He was too far gone with need to take this first time slow. That’d come later. Much later. After he’d dulled this sharp edge of lust.

She pushed her hips back, meeting his every hard thrust with a soft grunt. The fringe on his chaps swung forward, the leather connecting with her skin.

Even as his c**k plunged into her fully, even as his balls drew up, aching for release, even as his legs shook and sweat coated his skin, he planned for the next time he f**ked her. The next hundred times.

Chase closed his eyes; his hands yanking her body back to meet his escalating thrusts. Faster, harder, deeper, the only words echoed in his head as primal need roared. Impossible to hold off his orgasm, no matter how much he wanted to prolong the sensation of sinking into her soft, wet, flesh.

He threw back his head, groaning as his c**k emptied in hot pulses. Groaning louder when he felt Ava’s pu**y contracting around his dick as she came again.

Heart thumping, mouth dry, lungs lacking air, Chase fell forward onto Ava’s back, bracing himself on his hands. Although this rendezvous was supposed to’ve been a dare, a fun, wild slap and tickle to ease the sexual tension between them, he felt he’d shared something of himself with her that he’d never shared before.

Chapter Sixteen

Three times.

The man made her come three times.

In an hour.

Just thinking about it and Ava’s pu**y clenched.

“Christ. Do that again and I’m never moving off you.”

She did it again.

Chase lightly sank his teeth into her shoulder. Then his voice rumbled in her ear. “Just for that, I oughta stay inside you until I’m hard again and f**k you until you scream.”

“My vocal cords could always use a good workout.”

He lifted up, eased out and pinned her flat on her back with his mouth on hers. Kissing her with wild abandon. Making a mockery of any kisses she’d ever shared with another man.

This is what she wanted. His hunger. His mouth. All the muscular, sweaty weight of his body plastered against hers. His decision to take her from behind their first time half-shocked her. She’d never enjoyed that position.

Chase gradually slowed the avid stroking of his tongue, switching it up to tease her mouth with firm-lipped nibbles, turning passion into tenderness. He pressed his lips to her ear. “I ain’t surprised it’s like this between us, Ava.”

“Like what?”

He mumbled something, kissed her and murmured, “Be right back.”

Ava stretched contentedly, wondering what was next. Would he want another round or was he done for the night? Made zero sense she felt disappointment at that prospect, especially after three outstanding orgasms.

But Chase swaggered in, stopping at the foot of the bed, shucking his chaps, bestowing the devilish grin that turned her ni**les hard. “That took the edge off. Now, after the appetizer I’m ready for the main meal.”

She shrieked when he jumped on the bed.

He put a knee on either side of her hips. “Relax. I just wanna touch you. Seems I skipped a few crucial places in my rush to get nekkid with you.”

Ava smoothed her palms up his muscular quads, inching toward his groin. “Oh, I don’t know. You focused on one very crucial spot pretty good. Twice.”

“Liked that, did you?”

“Mmm-hmm. I’d also like equal time.” She licked her lips and stared at his cock. “So why don’t you scoot that bad boy closer to my mouth so I can—”

“Huh-uh, Hollywood. You don’t get to set the scene on the mattress. I do.”

The intensity in his tone sent a shiver through her as his thumbs continually, idly stroked the lower curve of her br**sts. His blue eyes teemed with sexual heat. “I can’t wait to see your lips wrapped around my dick. But it’ll be on my timeframe, not yours. Understand?”

So he was a little bossy in bed. Normally that’d be her cue to leave. She preferred to…top from the bottom as it were. But Chase wasn’t having any of it. And that turned her on more than she’d thought possible. Her pulse skipped. Her breathing grew erratic as he held her gaze.