gentle and sweet and not at all what
Alicia needed or wanted.
Restlessly, she pulled away from him
again, her conscience starting to get the better of her. “We
shouldn't be doing this, Chase, it's wrong. What about
Vanessa?”
“Vanessa isn't here, is she? You must
know that she and I share nothing in this marriage except my name
and our finances. We haven't been a proper husband and wife for
years, Alicia, and I don't think that I can deny this attraction we
have between us anymore.”
While he'd been talking his hands had
been stroking soothingly up and down her bare arms, and Alicia
could feel her flesh tingle at his touch. “This is so wrong,
Chase,” she whispered.
“It might be wrong, but it feels so
good, doesn't it?” Chase's voice was hoarse with lust and as he
spoke his hands went around her back to the zipper of the dress and
tugged it down. Without another word he slid the sequined material
off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor around her feet,
leaving her standing in just her underwear.
Alicia couldn't argue with him. It
didn't just feel good, it felt amazing. The warmth of his hands was
only rivaled by the heat of his lips as he crushed her to him in an
embrace that literally took her breath away. Screw the rights and
wrongs of the situation. Right now she was just going to enjoy what
she'd been dreaming of for so long, and damn the
consequences.
She felt the bed at the back of her
legs and sat down on the edge of the mattress, looking up at the
magnificence of Chase above her. She desperately tried to keep her
eyes away from the very obvious bulge that was now at eye level,
and only partially succeeded.
“See what you do to me?” She hardly
recognized Chase's voice but she had imagined that it would be just
like this; guttural, husky, and sexy as hell. He bent down to her
raised face and planted another kiss on her willing lips, before
trailing kisses across her cheek and down to her neck, making her
shiver in response as his comment brought her eyes to the very
thing they’d been trying to avoid.
His erection was pushing against his
clothing, unashamedly letting her know exactly what she did to him.
She moaned as she tilted her head sideways to give him better
access, all rational thought fleeing her mind as she felt the
warmth of his breath and the heat of his mouth. Her hands reached
up and took hold of his shirt, tugging at it until he pulled his
mouth away from her with a chuckle. “What do you want,
Alicia?”
She looked up at him and scowled
prettily. “You, Chase. I want you down here with me. Please”. She
wasn’t one to beg for sexual favors, but damn it, she’d fantasized
about this for so long that she didn’t think she could wait any
longer. Or maybe, she thought briefly, she still had too much
alcohol in her system. But right now she really didn’t care about
her reasoning. All she cared about was the fact that he was here
with her, and that he wanted her just like she’d wanted him for so
long.
Chase stood up straight and pulled his
shirt completely off, giving her her first proper glimpse of his
muscular frame. As his hands went to the waistband of his pants,
Alicia moved them away. “Let me, please?” She hardly recognized her
own voice as her lust-laden words reached her ears.
Chase chuckled throatily and moved his
hands away, placing one on her shoulder and one on the back of her
head. “How could I say no when you ask so sweetly?”
With unsteady fingers, Alicia tugged
at the waistband of his pants, pulling them down over his ass and
then releasing them to let them fall to his ankles. His boxer
briefs were next on her agenda, and she made quick work of removing
them also, her eyes widening at the sight of his manhood as it
finally sprang free from its prison of clothing.
She licked her lips without even
knowing she was doing it, and Chase moaned as he watched her, his
hand tightening imperceptibly