Page 27 of Trainer

“Are you kidding?” I’d asked as tears came to my eyes. “Of course I will!”

The next four months had been a whirlwind while I explained to my parents what had happened, filled Natasha in, and did my best to stay away from the paparazzi, who were insisting on getting a photo of Chase Benton with “his new girl.”

But these days, when every single person has a camera on their phone, that proved impossible. It wasn’t more than a few days before photos of us were online and on TV. Natasha thought it was great, but I was still getting used to my newfound “fame.”

“Ignore them,” Chase told me. “The men all want you and the women are all jealous.”

Jealous of me?

It was a funny thought and one that I was still getting used to. In fact, I was still getting used to my whole new life!

Private cars, private planes, butlers, cooks, everything and anything I ever wanted—oh, and the man of my dreams at my side every morning and every night.

Yeah, being engaged was awesome, and I couldn’t wait to stand in front of him in two weeks, say my vows, and say “I do.”

A shudder ran through my body as Chase flattened his tongue against my clit and applied pressure. If I hadn’t already been staring at the stars, I would have seen them as my fiancé pushed me closer and closer to climax.

He squeezed my breasts and a moan slid from my wet lips. I reached down and ran my fingers across the muscles of his back until I closed my hand around the back of his head and pushed.

“More…” I whispered.

Chase obliged and pressed down harder on the sweet spot that was going to send me over the edge. A flush of heat ran through me from my toes to my teeth and I cried out as my orgasm slapped into me.

“Chase!”

My voice echoed around the empty tennis court as I was swept away by ecstasy. My limbs quivered and my core tightened as I came on my fiancé’s tongue. He groaned against my pussy lips and looked up at me. I could barely keep my eyes on him as I shook, wave after wave of pleasure rocking me like waves crashing against the sides of a ship.

Yes, this is what love feels like.

“Fuck me, baby,” I whispered as I slumped down on my back.

“I thought you’d never ask,” Chase replied.

He climbed on top of me and I threw my arms around his neck and pulled him close. I didn’t want to be pounded like a pornstar—not tonight. Tonight I wanted to be made love to.

And that’s exactly what Chase did.

My mouth fell open as he entered me, and I wrapped my lips around his neck as he gave me all of his inches. There was no pain this time—not anymore—but the feeling of being stretched was still there. It always would be. He was too big for me to ever truly get used to his cock, and I loved it.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” I moaned. “You’re so hard.”

“Your pussy is so fucking tight, baby,” he told me, his breath tickling my ear. “You drive me crazy.”

The stars shone above us as we made love in the very same spot where we’d met four months ago. Neither of us had been expecting our lives to change that day, but that’s exactly what happened.

I gasped as he started fucking me, thrusting his hips with long steady strokes that he knew I loved. His position was perfect—hitting my g-spot with the swollen crown of his incredible cock.

God, I’m close again already…

I wanted more, and twisted my body slightly and managed to reach down between Chase’s legs and grab his balls. He loved it when I played with them and let out a long groan as I took hold and squeezed ever so gently.

“Fuck, baby…you’re going to make me come already if you do that.”

“Do it,” I told him. “I know you can go again in a few minutes.”

Chase’s response was a deep, guttural groan. He picked up the pace and locked my lips in his. I sucked his tongue like I was trying to eat him up. I clung to him, my heart blazing and my blood on fire as he pounded my pussy, pulling me faster and faster toward another orgasm that was going to knock my socks off.

I might die, I thought sarcastically. But what a great way to go!

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