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I laughed. "What about cleaning up?"

"Don't you worry about it."

The second we entered the loft, I felt a shift between us. His touch was almost sensual, even though he was just keeping my hand in his. Then he interlaced our fingers. As we went down the staircase to the living room, he tapped on his phone a couple times, and music blasted through the loft.

"You've got a surround system," I said in awe. "I really love this place."

“Then you’ll love everything I plan to do to you tonight.”

Chapter Twenty

Chase

Her lips parted, and her cheeks flushed.

The music shuffled randomly, but it didn't matter. Hannah and I could dance to anything.

"I keep dreaming about listening to 'Earned It' again but actually watching you take off your clothes," she murmured.

I pulled her close to me, flush against my chest. Her breath caught. "Already want me to strip naked, huh?"

She grinned. "Why did I ever suggest dancing?"

I put my mouth to her ear. "It's excellent foreplay."

I felt her sharp intake of breath before I whirled her around. Now her ass was pressing against my crotch. We moved in sync, mostly from our hips. I put a hand on her belly and felt a light tremble in her body. Pushing her hair to one side, I kissed the back of her neck, then moved my mouth to her ear again. "I wanted to dance with you just like this at the wedding. Fuck, I wanted to do so many things to you."

"What things?" she murmured.

I moved my hand from her waist, up to her chest. "I wanted to throw you over my shoulder and take you to my room. Explore you with my hands, my tongue, and give you so much pleasure that you'd never want to leave my bed."

Then I kissed her against the wall. I didn't have any self-restraint left; I'd used all of it already.

She moaned into my mouth, running her fingers in my hair, pulling at it. I deepened the kiss, putting both hands on her hips, pressing her to me. Then I unhitched her from the wall, walking her backward. I looked up from time to time, just to make sure I wasn't running us astray.

“I promise we’ll get to the bed tonight,” I murmured.

I stopped moving when we reached the bar counter, kissing her against it, then lifted her onto it. Fuck yes, now I could kiss her until she begged for my cock.

I put my hands on her ankles, then trailed them up to her knees and farther on her inner thighs. She was much smaller than me, but having her on the bar leveled the playing field. Her skin was insanely smooth. I moved my hands upward in circles, slowly, teasing her.

She groaned against my mouth, arching her back. I kissed her collarbone, placing my palm over her breast.Fuuuuck.She wasn’t wearing a bra. There were some sort of support cups in the dress, because this was not her bare skin underneath. But it wasn't a bra.

I turned hard instantly and undid the zipper, pushing her dress to her waist. Then I covered one nipple with my mouth.

She gasped.

"Chase," she exclaimed, and then I flicked my tongue until she moved ever so slightly back and forth. She pressed her thighs against my sides, and I knew what she wanted. She needed to have her pussy touched right then. In fact, I wanted to do one better. I wanted to make her come just like that, dress bunched at her waist, panties still on.

I was so hungry to give this woman pleasure that I couldn't wait even a few minutes more, not even enough to take off her clothes. I ran my hands up and down her legs again, enjoying the way her skin had turned from silky smooth to goose bumps. Sliding one hand up her dress, I brought the other to the small of her back. Like this, I could tilt her pelvis exactly in the way I wanted, bringing her much closer to the edge of the counter, then dipping her slightly backward.

I realized I couldn’t lick her nipples at the same time as I worked her with my hand in this position, so I looked up and commanded, "Lie on your back."

She swallowed hard, glancing around. "Here?"

"Yes. I'm going to make you come here first, then on every other surface of my loft. Do you have anything against that?"

She shook her head and lay back, placing her arms at her sides and drumming her fingers against the counter as if she wasn't sure what to do with them.

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