Page 26 of Degrees of Innocence
“No, I ended up shooting the breeze with a couple of guys on vacation, and we’ve had a few drinks. Would you like one?” he asks.
“We were just about to head back to the Ridalgo, but maybe another time,” Chase replies.
“I think he’s had a few too many of the island drinks already tonight,” he says as we get far enough away not to be overheard.
“Yes, he looked as though he had been there for a while, didn’t he?”
As we enter the elevators, he fobs the elevator security pad and pushes in the pass code for the 30thfloor, leaning over to kiss me gently.
“Are you worried about Mark?” he asks.
“Maybe a little if I'm honest. He just seems so disgruntled about the whole process. How did his company get selected for the design?” I ask.
“They’ve done a few other designs, and unfortunately, the two contracts were comingled. It’s something we can undo if we need to, though. You look a million miles away, Katarina. What are you thinking about?” he asks.
I can’t help the blush that rises to my cheeks. “Right now I’m having difficulty thinking about anything except you and what we’re going to do when we get upstairs,” I say.
He kisses my lips gently before the elevators open onto his floor and says goodnight to two men standing outside of his suite before opening the door.
“How many suites are on this floor, Chase? There can’t be that many with as large as this is.”
“It’s the only one on this floor, Katarina,” he says, hugging me from behind and kissing my neck gently. He continues trailing kisses along the side of my neck, capturing the sensitive skin between his lips while his hands move slowly over my hips, pulling me back into the hardness of his body. “Do you feel what you do to me, Katarina?” he asks as his lips travel to my ears and back down to my neck, causing me to moan softly. “I’ve been looking forward to what I started earlier all night,” he says, leading me through the expansive suite and into the bathroom. He pulls two condoms out of his pants and places them in one of the recessed shelves in the stone shower.
I can’t help but smile at the gesture. “I see I am in for a double treat, today? Maybe I should misbehave more often,” I say, enjoying the look of amusement play over his features.
“I love your playfulness, now let’s get you out of these clothes,” he says as he begins to undress me, slowly pulling the camisole over my head and tugging gently on the elastic waist of my skirt, allowing it to float to the floor before he slidesmy panties over my hips, freeing me from them before undressing himself. He helps me into the warmth of the shower and his lips are urgent, parting mine beneath them. My hands find his hair, pulling him to me as his fingers find my nipples, slowly caressing my breasts until they are erect, exploring before he turns me around to face the shower and spreads my legs with one move of his powerful thighs. “Now stay very still,” he murmurs as he slides the loofah between my thighs, washing me, repeatedly circling over the highly aroused area between my legs before sliding beneath me. His tongue travels sensually towards the tender flesh of my lower belly, lingering, filling me with anticipation and I hear my own intake of breath as his tongue finds its way between my parted thighs to gently caresses my clit. My hips writhe against him and he grasps my bottom, holding me still as his tongue continues its onslaught. I am unable to move and he keeps me poised on the brink for some time, before guiding my hips with his hands and bringing me trembling over the edge. I gasp at the command he has over my body and the way it responds to his touch. He explores me, intimately, as he moves behind me… sliding first one finger and then two fingers into me. “Baby, you’re so wet and tight,” he says, slowly stretching me. Satisfied, he dons a condom from the shelf, entering me slowly, allowing me to adjust to his thickness before exploring deeper.
I push back, reveling in the depth of his cock as he roots deep inside of me. He skillfully increases his rhythm, slowly, pushing deep inside of me as I feel myself rising in need with him. He grasps my hips… pulling me closer toward him, pushing deeper and rubbing against the sensitive spot inside of me. “I want you to feel all of me,” he says, grasping my hips and pulling me onto him, allowing himself to penetrate deep inside of me and then slide against the most sensitive part of my body. I feel myself building again and try to hold back. “Baby, cum for me,” he urges, causing me to shatter around him as he finds his own release, trembling against me. My legs are weak underneath me and he holds me tightly, kissing the back of my neck with warm lips as we catch our breath together.
CHAPTER NINE
“Let’s get showeredup, it’s getting late and we have an early morning.”
I reach for the shampoo and realize they are all the brands I use and that he’s purchased them for me. “You bought me shampoo, conditioner, and a loofah?” I ask.
“I just wanted you to have a few familiar items,” he says as we finish showering and dry off. He holds a robe open for me to slip into and wraps the tie around me that has the company name stitched into it. “I really love this. I’ve never heard of the Cashmere Boutique, but it feels like silk against my skin,” I say.
“I like you in it,” he says, handing me a towel to wrap my hair as he grabs another to dry himself. “There’s a toothbrush for you on the sink,” he says as I try to suppress a yawn.
“I should probably get dressed and head back,” I say, realizing that it’s after midnight and I need to be up early and have no clothes other than what I was wearing.
He gives me a long and lingering kiss before taking my hand and guiding me into his bedroom. “Stay with me tonight, Katarina. I want to feel your body against mine and you’re so tired you’ll be asleep within a matter of minutes,” he says, laying me on the king-size bed before getting in and folding me into his arms.
“I am so tired I can barely keep my eyes open,” I say, not wanting to leave the warmth of his arms as he curls me into an embrace. I wake in the night with his arms wrapped around me, and my face still lying on his chest. I listen to the steady beating of his heart and think about the night we spent together. My body responds to his so easily and my climax is effortless under his touch. In fact, I try to hold back and can’t. I always thought I was one of those frigid women you read about. I slowly trace the patterns of chest hair in circles and then gradually, my fingers find their way down the path to the hair on his belly. He is so muscular and sexy, and I have never been so attracted to anybody in my life. My fingers play along the path of hair just over his lower belly, caressing and exploring when I hear his breathing begin to change. I look into his open green eyes, watching me, holding me closer, and bending to kiss me gently. My fingers continue their exploration, teasing and moving lower, urged on by the quickening of his breathing. I take his already hardened cock with my hands, exploring how it feels, slowly caressing and applying pressure as he responds to a throbbing urgency. My other hand softly cups his scrotum as I continue my exploration. His breathing becomes deeper, stronger and faster, and I can feel the sound of his heartbeat quicken simultaneously. I slowly slide down the length of him and take the tip of him into my mouth, savoring in the way he feels, caressing the tip of his erection with my tongue, urged on by another sharp intake of breath. I take him in deeper, sliding my lips around the shaft and gently suck as I come back up. I can feel his deepening desire as I continue the pattern and his hips rise to meet me. “Oh, Baby,” he moans. I slowly increase my rhythm, little by little, caressing the swollen area beneath his shaft as I continue to suckle him with my lips and tongue. I can feel him throbbing and continue, increasing the rhythm and suction until he lets go and I feel him release in my mouth. “Oh, Baby,” he moans as he trembles with the last of his release. I swallow and continue sucking until I know he has exhausted himself completely, and only then, I slowly pull back, licking his shaft as I do. He reaches down and pulls me back up to his chest, kissing my face as it rests against his chest. “That was beyond amazing, Katarina,” he whispers hoarsely. I lay against his chest for a short while listening to his heart beat as it returns to normal and we fall back asleep.
I wake to the sound of an unfamiliar beeping and realize it’s the alarm clock on the nightstand and it’s already six a.m. I’m still somewhat wrapped in my robe and scoot into the bathroom to rinse off, brush my teeth and slip into the clothes from the day before. I walk into the living room and Chase is on the balcony, working on his Mac and drinking a cup of coffee. “Good morning,” I say, smiling at him a little sheepishly as I pour myself a cup from the carafe before joining him.
“The views are incredible from here. Is this where you always stay when you come to the island?” I ask.
“Most often. I own the Ridalgo resort,” he says.
“You own it?” I ask stunned.
“I own a lot of property, Katarina. I purchased the resort from the family when Señor Ridalgo passed away. He was a friend of my father’s and I couldn’t bring myself to change the name of the resort he and his family worked so hard to create. It’s one of the few properties I own that doesn’t bear the Prestian name,” he explains.
“It’s beautiful, Chase. I’m just a little shocked that you own the entire thing,” I say, wondering how much a resort like this must actually cost. It’s the most impressive resort on the island. “Señor Ridalgo had good taste in architectures. Every setting is created to maximize views of nature, even the interior spaces with the sky lights and glass elevators,” I say.
“Yes, he was definitely a man with a vision,” Chase says.
