Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 34926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
With a savage grunt, Chase started to move, slamming into me hard. His hips pistoned back and forth, fucking me in brutal thrusts that skirted the edge between pain and pleasure. In a way, the slight pain was as much a turn on as anything else. Chase had never taken me so hard. He’d always been careful. Now, though, it was as if all the anger -- and fear? -- he had inside him manifested itself in this one display. He didn’t hold back, just took what he needed. Gave what he could. But mostly, this was about him needing to assure himself I was, indeed, still here and to punish me for scaring him.
I held on for dear life, twining my arms around his neck. Chase’s mouth was at my throat, and he bit down hard, pinning me beneath him like an animal might do his mate. It didn’t take long for both of us to come. I screamed my release as I tried to meet his thrusts with thrusts of my own. His weight prevented most of my movements, but I still tried. My nails clawed into the skin of his back as I rode out the incredible pleasure.
Then, with one final hard thrust, Chase threw back his head and roared his own orgasm. His back arched and the muscles in his neck, chest, and shoulders bulged. The veins and tendons in his neck stood out in stark relief. Never had I seen a more fantastic sight.
When he finally relaxed, he collapsed on top of me, his weight once more pinning me beneath him. I stroked the hair at the nape of his neck, petting him like I might a wild beast who’d decided to let me tame him briefly.
We lay like that for a long time, both of us breathing hard. Finally, Chase kissed the spot on my neck where he’d bitten, licking and nuzzling the small hurt in apology. “Did I hurt you too badly, honey?”
“You didn’t hurt me at all. Anything you did gave me pleasure. Rough pleasure, but pleasure all the same.”
“You sure? Don’t lie to me.”
“I swear I’m not lying, Chase. There were times when it was a bit uncomfortable, but it only added to the pleasure.”
He sighed. “You scared the life out of me, baby. I can’t lose you. Not now. Not ever.”
“I’m so sorry.” Tears threatened and I did my best to blink them back. “You’ve been nothing but good to me. Your whole club has. And I went and did the one thing you told me not to do.”
Rolling us to our sides, Chase stroked a lock of hair away from my forehead out of my eyes. “Honey, I could care less if you go outside the compound. Every single person who’s learned to drive here has done the exact same thing. I told you, more than one have wrecked in that exact same spot. Probably the exact same way you did. I’m not mad about that. Hell, I’m not mad at you for anything. When Data told me about the alert from the safety system on your car, I nearly lost my mind. I can’t lose you, Cotton. Not for any reason.” He took a breath, closing his eyes briefly. “I fuckin’ love you, Cotton. More than anything in this whole Goddamned world.”
I sucked in a breath. Tears formed I had no control over. Then I gave him a watery smile. “I love you too, Chase. I love you so much!”
We held each other tightly for long moments. Then Chase’s cock twitched inside me, coming back to life. Which was when it hit me, and I barked out a laugh.
“Guess it’s a good thing you do love me.”
“Why’s that, baby?”
“We just had sex.”
“Not sure you could classify that as mere sex. That was straight-up fuckin’.” He grinned. “Damned good fuckin’.”
“Right. But that’s not what I mean.”
He looked puzzled. “Not followin’.”
“You came inside me, Chase. Without a condom.”
Chase just looked at me before his eyes widened slightly as understanding dawned on him. Then he grinned, pulling me on top of him so I straddled his hips. He kissed me, lingering until I was panting with need and his dick was twitching like mad inside my pussy.
“What are you doing?” Not that I really cared. If it got me more of that glorious pleasure he was so fond of dishing out, I’d do whatever he wanted me to do.
“Gettin’ ready to fuck you again. Makin’ sure it takes.”
I gasped, trying to pull back so I could see his face. “What? You can’t be serious.”
“Can’t I?” He thrust his hips, driving his shaft deeper inside me before relaxing once again.
“Chase, I’ve got at least five years before I can even think about getting pregnant.” But I didn’t pull away from him. Instead, I rose and fell on his cock, finding a slow, lazy rhythm designed to draw out the coming pleasure.