Unconventional
Chase laughed for a full measure — a deep, masculine laugh that made him all the more attractive, if that were even possible.
“Wow,” he said finally, crossing his arms. “I’ve never had it put quite that way before.”
“Oh no?” I teased. “A stud like you?”
He kept his arms crossed and remained silent, but his penetrating green eyes spoke volumes. Without a single spoken word, they said everything I needed to know.
“So shall we get it over with?” I teased, seductively. “Break the ice?”
I turned around, giving him what he wanted. Spreading my legs slightly, I stared back at him over my shoulder.
“Bend me over the counter, maybe?” When he didn’t answer, I nodded off to one side. “Or just do me right there on the table… like Julian?”
His eyes seemed to sparkle at the mention of the stonemason’s name. It could’ve been jealousy, for sure. But it also could’ve been something else.
“Maybe I’ll just keep you in suspense,” Chase said at last. “Make you and the butterflies wait it out, while we all have dinner together.”
My stomach leapt crazily at the very thought. Before I knew it, I was crossing the distance between us. I grabbed his hand, interlaced his fingers with mine, and pulled him straight out of the kitchen with me.
“Or maybe I’ll just take you.”
Twenty-Five
CHASE
She was a woman who knew what she wanted… and wasn’t afraid to take it. I liked that. I also liked her gorgeous blonde hair, her curvy but supple frame, and the way her fantastic ass jiggled as it bounced off the flattest part of my stomach.
But hey, there were so many things to like.
This girl was different though. Somehow, someway, she superseded all the others. There was a certain intelligence and maturity about her, not to mention her razor-sharp wit. Under normal circumstances those traits would be a trade-off for something else, but with Madison they never dulled her playfulness or youthful demeanor. In other words, she could be just as silly as I could, and I liked that too.
I had to admit, I was a little surprised as she led me into the living room. She stripped me before I could say a word, then pushed me flat on my back over some big leather ottoman.
Madison started between my legs, l
icking and sucking until I was rock-hard which took all of ten seconds. Then she slid her way upward. Dragged my shaft through the valley of her beautifully firm tits, before swinging around and throwing one leg over either side of my head.
Then she went down on me all over again… while lowering her perfect pussy against my more-than-eager mouth.
Whoa…
Yeah, this girl definitely knew what she wanted, and right now what she wanted was a sixty-nine. A hot sixty-nine. One where I had to concentrate hard on not coming in her mouth, that’s how good it felt to have her lips dragging up and down my shaft, while I spread her ass with both hands and devoured her until she was moaning my name.
She’s so. Fucking. Perfect.
I’d been stuck on her since the night we’d all had dinner, and what came beyond that of course. She’d impressed me overall, by how easily she’d rolled with it. How voracious and insatiable she’d been during the act itself, and how coolly she’d handled the whole thing afterward.
Plus, she was beautiful. Gorgeous beyond gorgeous. The kind of girl that makes you laugh when she says she doesn’t have a boyfriend, because a girl this desirable should have three.
Well, technically she has three…
I chuckled into her dewy blonde pussy, while worshiping her with my mouth. Madison’s ass was smooth and round and picture perfect. My tongue fit beautifully between her folds, and every drop of nectar I scooped into my mouth tasted sweet, like honeysuckle.
On the other end, she was pulling out all the stops. Sucking me lovingly, tip to base. Licking my shaft up and down while stroking it in her delicate hand, and then plunging it back into her mouth to get it all hot and wet again.
FUCK…
I wanted so badly to shoot. To just lose myself in the ecstasy of devouring this wonderful, beautiful creature, while filling her mouth with my cream.