“Does he look like you?” I wondered.
“Nope. He’s like twice my size and all muscle.”
“Mmmm, do you have any pictures of him?” I said with a smile.
“Oh, no. I’m not introducing you two. I’m keeping you for myself.”
Chase reached over and grabbed my thigh as we pulled in front of his brother’s cabin. I placed the car into first gear and then leaned over to kiss him. I couldn’t resist him. Everything about the situation told me I should walk away, but I had never had that kind of connection with a man before, and I wasn’t about to just give it up like that.
“Ouch, oooh,” he said as he tried to turn in his seat to keep kissing me.
“I guess I should stop making out with my patient and get you inside,” I said as I got out of the car.
By the time I had reached the other side of the vehicle, he was out of the car and standing next to it. He grabbed me and pulled me up against him as he let his body rest against the car.
“Oh, someone has more energy than I thought,” I said.
“Yes, I think my whole body has lots of energy.”
He grabbed my hand and put it on his throbbing cock. He certainly did seem full of energy, for someone who had just had the crap beaten out of him earlier in the day.
“That seems like a bad idea. You can’t even stand. Let’s get you inside.”
I put his arm around my shoulder and helped him up the stairs and into the house. As much as I loved to play with his throbbing cock, I wasn’t about to have him passing out in the middle of the woods.
Chase slipped into a big cozy armchair that was next to the couch, and I turned around to head back out to the car to get the rest of our things. But, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back toward him.
“I think you should stay here for a minute,” he said as he pulled my lips down to meet his.
“Oh, yeah? You think so?”
“Yes.” He let his tongue dive into my mouth, and I felt my body react with passion for him that I couldn’t ignore.
Chapter Thirteen
Chase
She was perched over me, with her hands on either side of the chair, while we kissed. The pain medication I had taken was just enough to take the edge off, but certainly wasn’t taking all of the pain away. I shouldn’t have started to kiss Jordan, because as soon as my lips touched hers, I knew I needed more of her. I didn’t care if it was painful; I wanted her.
Our mouths moved together gently, and I felt her hands move down to my pants as she unzipped them. I took in a deep breath that caused me a ton of pain, but I wasn’t about to tell her that.
“Are you sure about this?” Jordan asked me as she got onto her knees and looked up at me from between my legs.
“Fuck yeah,” I said.
She looked so goddamn sexy on her knees. My cock throbbed with a desire to feel her lips around me. But not in a sordid, back room kind of way. I wanted to make love to her so badly, I could literally taste her in my mouth. But my ribs just hurt too much for me to be moving around like that. Having her mouth around me was the best consolation prize I could think of.
Her lips wrapped around me slowly, and her eyes looked up at me. I could tell she was checking to see if I was all right. But there was nothing that was going to stop me from having her again. I didn’t care how much pain I was in.
As her lips held onto me tightly, I closed my eyes and concentrated on the pleasure she delivered to me. She moved slowly and sensually, very different from other blowjobs I had received.
My whole life had been about hurrying to fuck the girl I was with. The idea of taking the time to enjoy the moment just wasn’t something I had been into before. Perhaps, it was just because I actually liked her, or maybe it was because I had been beaten up only a few hours before, but for whatever reason, I pulled Jordan up from my cock and had her stop.
I didn’t have a problem with her sucking me; rather, I loved it very much. But I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to hold on to her and feel her body as we moved together.
“What’s the matter?” she asked.
I didn’t answer. I