Page 57 of Absolute Valor

Pulling me against him, with labored breath he murmurs, “Tell me to stop, and I swear to fuck I will try.” His hand is at the base of my neck while his tongue explores my mouth, claiming my tongue and teeth. He nips at my lips when he changes the position of his head.

I don’t answer him, a need in my body taking over, and not wanting to stop. I’ve never given a shit about sex, but here, with my body craving him, there’s no way in hell I’m saying a word.

My back finds something hard as he has backed me into, what I assume is, a corner. His right hand is above my head and I know this because I can feel his fingers touch the top of my head. With lips leaving mine, he finds the part of my neck where my hidden button of desire is installed, turning the knob to ten, as he nips and sucks from my ear all the way to my mouth.

His tongue is salty from my skin, and the essence of it sets me on fire. I’ve never done more than kiss a man back during sex, so when I reach out to open his shirt, I do so with shaking hands. Chase pulls away from me, his eyes black and viril. “Don’t be afraid, take what you need.” Something in me snaps as I tuck my fingers inside of his half open shirt, pulling with all I have, the ripping sound of his shirt fills the air, buttons bouncing off the floor. “Just like that, Sweetness. I’ve got plenty of shirts.” He unzips my dress until it pools on the floor, no regard for the garment staying intact. Claire had pointed out the soft blue dress and commented on how she would have worn it if she were a guest at her wedding.

Having Grace gave me a number of stretch marks, and the thought of Chase seeing them had me pushing him away and covering my naked stomach. Pulling my hands away, he shakes his head and lowers himself to his knees. Placing his hands on either side of my stomach, he looks up me with his blue eyes shining with lust and love. “These,” he runs his index finger over the longest one I have, “are how my Grace is able to be as beautiful as she is.” Sticking out his tongue, he licks a trail behind the path his finger took. “These aren’t imperfections, they are bands of courage, proof of the miracle you created for me.” Tucking his pinkies in the edges of my panties, he slid the lace down as he held my gaze. Taking his left hand, he places it just behind my knee and lifts my leg over his shoulder. I’m open, and exposed, and feel so incredibly sexy.

“Oh…” I moan as he licks from the center of my folds to the tip of my clit. I’ve no control of my hands as they slap against the wall behind me. His tongue is swirling around and around, and then he slides a single finger inside me.

It’s been years since anything other than a tampon has been inside me. Lucas was never interested in being with me after I became pregnant. Where Lucas fumbled around trying to stick his dick in, Chase was learning every inch of me, taking his time as he claims my body.

Considering the size and grandeur of the living room, the massive bed he lays me down on fits rights into the picture. He doesn’t stop kissing or pulling his clothing off as we lie in the cloud of his bed. I’m surrounded by the scent of him; his cologne, masculine and clean, combined with the sweat he’s worked up between dancing and climbing the steps. He always smells so good, even when he is covered in gear oil. I’m ready to bust from all his attention, his touch full of strength and love.

His words are sweet and full of honesty. “Audrey, you need to know I never had sex with Virginia, but we did other things and I need you to be protected.” He’s completely naked and my eyes immediately look at his erection. He pulls a sleeve of condoms from his nightstand, ripping open the seal of the top one. In a quick and skilled motion, he sheathes himself in the latex, then falls back into place between my legs. “I’m going to love you until you understand exactly how important you are to me.”

I expected pain, tensing up as I feel the tip of his cock at my entrance. Chase is gifted in the endowment category, but is also well versed in having me ready. He presses forward leaving me feeling full—there is some pressure, but it’s far from painful. His sweet words and kisses don’t end when he is buried deep inside of me, if anything; he becomes more vocal, reassuring me about how good I feel to him.

I can feel something tingling in my belly, increasing as he reaches between us and rubs my clit. My back arches involuntarily, a breath catching in my throat. Chase seizes the opportunity to wrap his lips around my nipple. I can’t stop the cries escaping my throat, mumbles and gasps which are incoherent, even to my own ears.

“Chase…oh, Chase…Chase!” I chant, not the least bit embarrassed by my reaction or the breathy way his name repeatedly falls from my lips. I can feel the tingle building, almost like climbing up the side of a hill, the edge almost in reach.

“I love you, Sweetness,” he grunts as his thrusts become sloppy. I can feel how wet I am as he pistons in and out, but my body is lost in this euphoria of these feelings, and the emotions he is evoking. “Let it go, you’re almost there.”

I’m confused at first, I’m almost where? It’s less than a second later when he shifts his hips, rubbing his pelvic bone against my clit, that the world shifts, and my body stiffens. Wave after wave crashes around me, wrapping me in this warm and calm bubble.

Chase thrusts three more times and it feels so good on the spot he is hitting. His body is covered in sweat, eyes are half lidded and I expect him to drop like a stone on the bed beside me. Instead, he kisses my face, starting at my forehead, each eyelid, and then cheeks. “Mmmm, that’s one,” he says, as I feel him growing hard inside me once again.

Fingertips march up and over my shoulder, as a firm legs slides between mine, “You awake, Sweetness?” He already knows I am by the stretch I just used to back my ass into his hard cock.

“So is somebody else.” I turn in his arms, initiating the kiss as I reach down, taking his cock into my hand. Chase has the stamina of a bull, which was evident by the way he was still able to take me in the wee hours of the morning. He had been patient and loving, showing me exactly what the big deal with sex was. He encouraged me to take what I wanted, as I straddled and sank down on him, his hands tucked behind his head.

“Sweetness,” he groans, pulling my hand from around his dick and bringing it up to his lips. “As much as I want this, I have somewhere I have to take you.” Chase opens his mouth, wrapping his lips and tongue around my finger, sucking as he wiggles his eyebrows. Another thing Chase had shared with me, his love of spending time between my thighs by residing there every chance he got. “Come on, you’re gonna love this.”

Exiting the barn, I noticed the tents from the night before are already packed up and gone. If it weren’t for the tracks from the delivery trucks, you wouldn’t be able tell anything had occurred. Chase helped me into his truck, which leads to ten minutes of making out with the door open before he backed out of the drive and onto the main road.

The cool breeze of the morning filters in through the open windows, as Chase pulls me close, with one hand on the wheel and the other wrapped around me. He pulls off the main road, the bumps in the road tossing me into his side further. “Where are we?” I ask, looking around at the newly cleared land, when I catch the edge of a foundation and frame.

“We’re almost there,” he assures me as he pulls the massive truck parallel to the house.

The haze of the morning fog clings to the thick underbrush and sage grass at the edge of the clearing. I can see the shadow of a deer checking us out, his ears twitching before scampering off into the safety of the trees.

Behind the shell of the house is a pond with a long dock extending to the middle of the water. At the edge of the water is the beginning of a gazebo, I can just picture it covered with vines and roses. I cross my arms, the shadows and the cool breeze giving me a chill. Chase comes up behind me, wrapping me in his arms and warmth.

“Back in Menarogue, we were dropped in to do a mission when a sniper opened fire on us, shooting one of my guys in the chest. Doc came over and got the bleeding stopped, but we needed to get him out of there. The shooter was hunkered down in the rocks to our south, so Reaper adjusted his sights, and in a single shot, killed the sniper. We radioed command to have the chopper return, but the one that dropped us off was low on fuel. As we waited for a second chopper to come and take Kakos to the hospital, he made me swear I would never live with regret.” Turning me around to face him, the breeze whipped his sex hair around. His plaid shirt was open, revealing the muscles I had worshiped last night.

“You took my heart and folded it up, and tucked it into your back pocket. Do me a favor and take something else of mine,” picking up my left hand, his eyes slid back to mine. “Take my last name, Audrey. Marry me?”

There was no hesitation as fat tears filled my eyes and traveled down my face. Reaching out, I took his face in my hands, needing to touch my very own happily ever after.

“Yes.” I pulled myself to him, needing to be as close as possible, terrified this was all a dream. “Yes, I will marry you.”

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