Page 164 of Make Me Trust Again
“Kyle’s home.”
“That kid can quite literally sleep through an explosion.” I slide my hand over his chest and behind his neck. “Besides, it’s not like he doesn’t know about us, and I’m pretty sure he stole your dog. So if you want to go home, you’ll have to do so alone.”
“Hmm… I guess you’re right.” Those large hands cradle my face. “You sure about this?”
Am I sure about this? Not in the slightest. There’s so much that can go wrong, and yet…
“I’m sure about you,” I whisper.
Rising on the tips of my toes, I press my mouth against his. Chase’s fingers dig into my hips as he lifts me up. I wrap my arms around his neck, my fingers sinking into his hair as we deepen the kiss.
He carries me to my bedroom, closing the door behind us with a resounding thud before lowering me to the ground. My heart is beating wildly inside my chest as we rip each other’s clothes off until we’re both naked. Chase pulls me to him, my hard nipples brushing against his firm chest as he lifts me to the bed, his stubble scratching against my neck as he nips at my earlobe, and goosebumps spread over my skin.
“So fucking responsive,” he murmurs against my skin as he peppers kisses down my neck. “Tell me, sweetheart, what exactly did you have in mind?”
A shudder goes through me as his warm breath tickles my skin, his hand sliding down my body.
“I thought I could make good on my promise of a thank you,” I whisper, cheeks pink as my fingers slowly wrap around his hard length.
His fingers glide through my wetness, his thumb brushing over my clit. “You never have to do anything that you don’t want to, Rose.”
“I w-want to.” My voice hitches, fingers clasping around his length as he sinks his fingers inside.
“Fuck,” his voice is pained as his forehead presses against mine. “You’re already drenched for me, baby. Does the thought of sucking my cock make you so hot?”
I nod slowly as my hand slides over his hot dick. “It’s a very nice cock.”
Flicking my thumb over the tip, I smear the bead of precum, the movement making Chase shudder. His dick twitches in my hand. I start to lower my head, but Chase surprises me as he rolls around, lays on his back, and pulls me on top of him.
“I want you to sit on my face so I can taste that sweet pussy while I fuck that hot little mouth of yours.”
Holy moly.
My whole body shudders at his words, color rising up my face, and I swear I can feel my arousal dripping down the side of my thigh. Did I just come from his words alone? It sure feels like it.
My stomach shudders, but I slowly turn around and do as he asks. The position is new for me, making me feel exposed. I’m starting to debate this whole thing when Chase’s palms slide over my legs and ass, pulling me down.
“I said sit.”
He tugs me down, my whole weight settling on his face, but before I can try to move—not that he left me much space to—his tongue slides through me, and rubs over my clit, pulsing waves spreading through my entire body.
His dick jerks in my grasp, more of the precum leaking out. My tongue slides over my lower lip as I lean down and flick it over his tip. His salty taste explodes on my tongue, and I can feel his groan on my pussy as he sinks his tongue into me. I wrap my lips around him, my tongue sliding over the underside of his cock as I take more of him into my mouth, my fingers curling around his base as I bob my head over his dick. Every time I suck him into my mouth, his tongue pulls back, and the moment I start to retreat, his tongue flicks over my center. The constant push and pull is intoxicating, bringing every nerve ending in my body to life.
The way his stubble scratches at my skin. The pulse of his cock in my hand. His hot breath is teasing my flesh as he murmurs dirty words to me. The way his stomach clenches every time I take him deeper into my mouth, his head touching the back of my throat. The feel of his teeth grazing over my skin.
I’m not sure who’s the first one to come, him or me.
Chase sucks my clit into his mouth, making my whole body light up as I grind my pussy into his face. His hips jerk, more of his cock sliding into my mouth. I run my tongue over the underside of his head, just as he sinks two of his fingers into me. My whole world shatters as a salty taste fills my mouth. The pleasure courses through my body as I swallow Chase’s release. My thighs grip him tightly, but he either doesn’t care or doesn’t notice it, because his fingers are digging into my skin, holding me close, as he laps at my pussy relentlessly until I’m a limp mess lying atop of him. With one final lick, I let him pop out of my mouth, but before I can even attempt to slide off him, Chase tugs me to him, our mouths clashing in a slow, sensual kiss as he pulls me into his chest.
I murmur my protest as he breaks apart, his mouth pressing against the top of my head. “Sleep.”
“Only if you stay,” I whisper, my eyelids already heavy.
His chest rumbles softly as if he’s laughing. “I’ll be here.”
I love laughing Chase.
Maybe someday soon, he’ll be laughing more often.
