wet, my mouth is watering for a taste.” He flicked his tongue over her bottom lip, demonstrating what he intended to do to her clit.
"Later. Now, I need you to keep doing this,” she said, greedy for release. She pressed her hand on his, over her mound, and rubbed her clit shamelessly against his thumb.
"You want to come, baby? Say it. Say make me come, Chase ."
"Make me come. Chase.” The words ground out and the instant she said his name, all hell broke loose inside her, and she spun into the stars, a cry leaving her throat as she shook uncontrollably. Powerful contractions squeezed deep in her core. An amazing orgasm. It sent chills through her body while every inch of her skin tingled.
She opened her eyes and smiled at the astonished look on his face. “Chase. You are...” What was he? Talented? Amazing? Was her extreme orgasm the result of finally making love to the man she'd been fantasizing about for two years? Or was it just the tequila? “You are sinful."
He grinned and eased his fingers from her pussy, and brought them to his mouth, then stuck his middle finger in, and sucked. “Mmm."
A wave of desire swamped her, she whimpered, and her knees gave out.
He caught her, his hands on her ass. “And you, Reno, are mighty tasty.” He lifted her against him, she flung her arms over his shoulders, and he carried her toward the back room. “Now it's my turn, baby, and after that, we're going to take turns. All night."
She melted against him, loving the feeling of being completely overpowered by this strong, sexy man. Her shorts and panties caught on her flip-flops, and she fluttered her legs to let everything drop to the floor. Then they were in the bedroom and he set her down, eased her to sit on the bed, and she flopped back, completely boneless, her eyes closing in total euphoria.
"Baby, I've waited so long to get you in my bed.” He leaned over her and put his hands on the mattress on each side of her breasts. “I may never let you leave.” He kissed her, his lips brushing gently. “Reno? Can you stay awake for a couple more minutes?"
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she took the kiss higher, lapping his tongue with hers, then sucking his into her mouth, showing him what she wanted to do to his hard cock. Smiling, she pulled back and looked into his eyes as she slid her bare legs up along his thighs to his hips. “Is this awake enough for you?"
He growled, “Reno, I'm going to fuck you so goddamn hard, you're gonna feel me all the way up to your tonsils.” He straightened, standing over her. “Get your clothes off, I'm gonna lock the door.” He walked out into the other room.
Her eyes narrowed. Get your clothes off? I'm going to f... She couldn't even repeat the word. What happened to romantic and passionate and gentle? A chill coursed through her, this time caused by a sickening feeling she may have misjudged him. Crap, she'd just said the words, “making love,” and now he treated her like a hooker? She sat up, her head spun, and a sense of surreal paranoia took hold.
He walked in, tugging his shirt from his arms, and threw it on the floor.
His trademark vee chest and narrow abs made her mouth water, but was this just a hookup? Had she fallen into the oldest delusion in the world? Was she the woman who thought the man cared for her, but he only wanted a fast, hot night of sex?
"Baby, you're still dressed? Come on, let's get the party started.” He opened the drawer on his nightstand, and pulled out a pack of condoms.
She looked into the drawer, and was struck nauseous. Boxes and boxes of condoms, at least six different varieties from what she could see, filled the drawer. And they were the big boxes, giant economy size. Oh, God, what had she done? She glanced up at him, tears filling her eyes, but he was busy ripping apart a six-pack of extra sensitive. “No, please tell me this isn't happening."
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Chapter Three
Chase froze, halfway finished ripping