KIANA
Chaseâs lips claimed mine. He held me as if I were his possession, one hand tangled in my rain-soaked hair, the other resting on my waist.
This kiss was different from any weâd shared before. It was a cocktail of passion, dominance, and desire, with a dash of fear of losing each other.
As though on instinct, he hauled me up by my thighs so my legs wrapped around his waist, my back pressed against the car. The rain kept falling, but we didnât care.
Eventually, we broke apart to breathe. His mesmerizing blue eyes held mine as he gently cupped my face and whispered, âI want you, but Iâm ~scared~.â
âIâm not Joanna,â I reassured him softly, my own hands stroking his cheek comfortingly.
He chewed on his lower lip, his conflicted gaze locked on mine, weighing the sincerity of my words. Something shifted within him, and in the next breath, he kissed me again, moving with me in his arms.
I wasnât sure how it happened, and I didnât care, but we ended up in the penthouse. My legs were still wrapped around his waist as he guided us to his bedroom.
He laid me down, his large arms caging me in. He pulled away from our kiss and said, âI donât want to do anything youâre not comfortable with.â
I understood his meaning.
Cooper had taken my virginity.
No.
He ~stole~ it.
I hadnât been with anyone since. But I wanted this. ~I wanted Chase~.
Iâd never felt as at ease with anyone as I did with him. I liked his touch, his kisses, the way he held me. I didnât recoil or shrink away from him like I had with others.
With Chase, it just felt right. ~Like itâs meant to be~.
For meâ¦this was my first time.
This was the time that mattered, and I wanted it to be with no one but Chase.
I nodded and smiled.
âAre you sure? Iââ he began, but I silenced him with a kiss.
He knelt on the bed between my spread legs. My dress was now bunched around my waist, barely covering my soaked pantiesâ~the only thing not wet from the rain~.
He stripped off his drenched pants and see-through shirt so fast I thought he might rip them. I took in his sculpted body, his chest rising and falling as quickly as mine.
Then I noticed the prominent bulge in his underwearâ¦
~I didnât realize they could get that big!~
He leaned down again, hesitating before reaching for my dress. I lifted my hips to help him remove it, then slipped it off completely and tossed it aside.
My heart pounded wildly as nervousness crept in. What if he didnât like what he saw? Heâd been with enough women to have a type. What if that wasnât me?
All doubts ceased from my mind the moment he began to pepper soft kisses on my neck, gradually moving down to my stomach and my damp panties.
He slid them off slowly, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake, and I watched as they slid down my thighs and off my legs. The slow pace was agonizing. I wanted him now. My pussy was throbbing with a need Iâd never felt before, but I wasnât naive enough to not know what it meant.
âChase,â I gasped.
He smirked. âI donât think so, princess. You wanted me, and now, youâre going to get me. But at ~my~ pace. I want to savor this, savor ~you~, so Iâm taking my time.â His eyes sparkled with playful intent.
I threw my head back against the pillow in frustration. It wasnât until I felt teeth graze my inner thigh that I realized what he was doing. I was about to pull away, embarrassed that he was so close to myâ
His tongue swirled around my clit. I instinctively spread my legs wider, my back arching, a moan slipping past my lips.
~What the fuck?!~
It feltâ¦incredible!
The longer his tongue circled my clit, the more my body tensed. I felt on the brink of shattering until he withdrew his tongue from my sensitive bud, moved it to my entrance, and began to probe. The pleasure was exquisite but oh so frustrating!
He moved in a rhythm, his actions causing my body to respond, pulling him deeper. He then shifted his attention back to my clit.
âOhâ¦Chaseâ¦yes!â
My cries echoed louder as my body tightened, my core pulsating. I felt another wave of pleasure building, and this time, he didnât withdraw as my mind clouded over and an intense sensation washed over me.
I never knew sex could be soâ¦~freeing~ until this moment.
As I climaxed, I felt his fingers teasing my entrance before slipping between my folds. His fingers moved in sync with his tongue, sliding in and out of me as another orgasm began building almost immediately after.
His tongue quickened its pace against my overly sensitive bud, matching the rhythm of his thrusting fingers, which became more forceful as I climaxed a second time.
His name was the only sound that filled the penthouse as I screamed it out.
The expensive silk sheets were clenched in my fists, my lower body spreading wider while also trying to move away as the intensity became overwhelming. But Chase held me in place, his strong arms pinning my squirming thighs to the bed effortlessly.
Once he was doneâsomewhere in the midst of my panting recoveryâhe loomed over me, kneeling between my trembling legs, which had collapsed against the bed. My gaze drifted lower, widening as I noticed his boxers were gone.
And boy, was I right.
~He was as big as I had imagined.~
He started kissing me again, pulling my attention away from my prize. He held one of my legs below the knee, lifting it until it was level with his hips.
I could taste myself on his tongue as it battled mine in a game for dominanceâone which I always seemed to lose.
I gasped as he slid his teasing cock between my folds, causing me to whine in desperation. I opened my mouth to inhale, giving him the victory.
âChase,â I moaned his name, my body yearning to feel more of him.
He took this as his cue, and I bit my lip as the tip of his cock slid inside me.