KIANA
âYou okay?â Chase asked between kisses.
âUh-huh,â I hummed in response.
It was a bit painful, but I still wanted him. I wanted to experience everything he could make me feel. I wanted ~all~ of him. The good and the bad. The pain and the pleasure.
âGood,â he murmured huskily before thrusting his entire length inside me.
I arched my back as much as I could. It wasnât painful, just uncomfortable. He let me adjust, then slowly started moving in a gentle, loving rhythm.
It didnât take long for me to feel the familiar buildup of pleasure. Chase was teasing me now. I wanted him to thrust with his full length as he did with his fingers, but the look in his eyes told me he was enjoying himself too much.
So, I quickly flipped us over with a strength built on my sexual frustration, moving so fast he didnât have time to react.
I immediately started grinding my hips before lifting until only his tip was inside me, then slammed back down so quickly we both gasped in unison. His fingers gripped my hips. His firm hold only encouraged me to move faster.
In this position, he felt deeper, ~much deeper~.
My hips moved faster, grinding into his pelvis. My fingers dug into his chest as my body started to tense with the sensation of another orgasm on the verge of release.
Chase pressed his thumb against my clit, encouraging my climax to hit harder and faster than I was prepared for.
I immediately clenched around his cock. He cursed as his member swelled before filling me with his release.
My hips couldnât move anymore, and Chaseâs thrusts grew lazy until my body collapsed onto his chest. We were a tangled mess of sweaty limbs, our breathing heavy, his fingers gently stroking my hair.
âNo fair. I wanted to take my time,â he said, panting.
âAnd I wanted you to speed up,â I retorted playfully.
âOh, Iâll show you speed, baby.â
I was still in a state of recovery when he flipped me over so quickly I didnât even register what was happening. My legs ended up on his shoulders as his reenergized member filled me. The force was enough to make the bed creak and shift.
âItâs been a while since Iâve had some fun, and Iâm just getting started.â Chaseâs playful smirk spread across his face as he proved his point.
~Holy shit!~
I didnât think heâd be able to recover so quickly. But then again, he never ceased to surprise me.
He was relentless, his hips moving so fast that another orgasm nearly took me by surprise. My sensitive walls tightened, threatening to coax another release from him.
He suddenly stilled before taking us over the edge, but only after making sure to bury himself so deep that it felt like he hit a barrier within me.
âWhyâ¦?â I gasped, my voice a mix of exasperation and desire.
âBecause if you climax, ~I climax~. Youâre so tight. And Iâm not even close to being done with you,â he admitted, his grin wickedly enticing.
He shifted my legs before lifting me from the bed, my thighs instinctively wrapped around his torso. I almost whimpered at the loss of his heat against my core, but then he spread me wider and thrust back into me.
My arms found their way around his neck as his hands pushed my thighs further apart. Just as I was on the brink of release, he haltedâ¦~again~!
A moan of protest escaped my lips.
âPatience, princess,â he murmured huskily. âI think itâs time we cleaned up. Youâve made quite a mess of me.â He gestured between us.
He carried me to the shower, cock still buried inside me, my legs still wrapped around his waist, and turned on the water. He set one of my legs on the floor, holding the other in his hand.
âLetâs see how flexible you are,â he suggested playfully.
Without warning, he gradually hoisted the leg he was holding higherâwatching for any signs of discomfort from meâuntil it met the tiled wall behind me.
Even I was taken aback by my own flexibility, not that Iâd ever really tested it in this context before. With one leg on the floor and the other beside my head, I was spread open in a straight line.
~All those gymnastics classes really did come in handy.~
I was so focused on finding release that any nerves or awkwardness were pushed aside. I was after one thing, ~and one thing only~â¦
âPerfect,â he murmured to himself, then plunged back in.
My core was aching for release. Otherwise, ~I might explode~.
I felt my core tighten, and a wave of euphoria washed over me.
I didnât want him to stopâI didnât think I could handle it againâso I begged him, âPlease, Chase.â
A smirk played at the corners of his lips before he released my leg and spun me around, my face pressed against the cool tiles. His fingers gripped my hips and pulled. My back arched instinctively, my ass pushing back as he held me steady and thrust.
But this time, he didnât stop.
It felt like he was splitting me open, pounding into me relentlessly until my orgasm bubbled over and spread through me. It was euphoric. Better than any Iâd had before, ~or so I thought~â¦
Fingers explored my folds before finding my clit. He pinched and rubbed my sensitive bud until I cried out. His unyielding grip kept me still as I instinctively wriggled to escape his wandering fingers as it became too much.
I began clawing at the walls for relief as I lost touch with reality. His one hand kept me upright, wrapping around my breasts and fondling my sensitive nipplesâan entirely new sensation I had yet to exploreâas he held me in place and gave me everything he had.
My mind was foggy with pleasure. My body convulsed in ecstasy. And then I felt him fill me with his release a second time.
I wanted to crumple onto the floor, but Chase held me up as my limbs turned to jelly.
He leaned me back against his chest, planting a delicate kiss against my cheek before eventually reaching for some soap and a washcloth. It smelled like himâa comforting mix of woodsy and spicy notes.
He gently scrubbed my body in small circles, making sure no part of my skin was missed. He then moved his hand to my tender, still-throbbing core and washed me as gently as he could.
Iâd never experienced anything like this before. It was more intimate than what weâd just done. He was taking care of me, and his tender touch was so loving that it made my chest tighten and my eyes fill with unshed tears.
I squeezed my eyes shut, not wanting to spoil the moment.
After he was done, he wrapped me in a towel, then lifted me and placed me in his bed. He joined me shortly after, and I naturally snuggled into him.
His arm wrapped around me, enveloping me in his warmth, and he began to trace circles on my backâlulling me into a new type of calm.
That was all I needed to drift off into a deep, peaceful sleep.
***
The next morning, Chaseâs side of the bed was empty. I opened my eyes and spotted a note on the bedside table. I picked it up.
~Good morning, Princess,~
~I had to leave for work, but I left some breakfast for you in the kitchen. I have a place I want to take you tonight. Iâll pick you up at five. Be ready.~
Butterflies fluttered in my stomach. I couldnât be happier in this moment, and nothing could take that away from me.
After a shower, I slipped into my long-sleeved sweater dress, the chill of winter creeping in. I pulled my hair into a simple ponytail and made a quick stop at the pharmacy before heading to university.
We hadnât used protection last night, so I took the morning-after pill. I hadnât planned on having sex, but I trusted Chaseâs sexual hygiene, so I hadnât come prepared. I scheduled an appointment to get on birth control. An unplanned pregnancy was the last thing I needed.
I wanted to walk to campus despite the morning chill. I missed my quiet walks, and since it was still pretty early, the streets were practically empty.
As I turned the corner at the end of the street, I couldnât help but look behind me. I searched the area. There was nothing unusual. It was quiet aside from the odd person rushing to work or a parent late to drop their child off at school.
A strange chill ran down my spine, and it had nothing to do with the frosty air. I felt like I was being followed, as though a pair of eyes were drilling into the back of my skull. I felt uncomfortable, and usually, my senses were never wrong.
I decided to order a cab, not liking this growing feeling of unease developing in the pit of my stomach.