in turning back.
One by one, Chase popped the buttons of my blouse as his lips trailed from my jawline to my neck.
By the time my blouse was open, I was dying for his touch, dying for him to shove aside my bra and take a nipple into his hand, or even into his mouth – anything to be closer.
As if reading my mind, he reached between us, and rather than shoving aside my bra, he unclasped it with one smooth, easy motion, making me want to giggle as I recalled that today I'd worn a bra with the fastener in front, almost like I'd known that something like this might happen.
Or maybe it had been only wishful thinking.
Regardless, the wish was now a reality.
How crazy was that?
Tenderly, he cupped a breast in his palm and gave it a gentle squeeze. His hands were big and warm, and yet, I could feel my nipple harden into a tight, hungry knot, aching for more.
When he squeezed my nipple between his fingers, a soft moan drifted from my lips. Unable to stop myself, I arched into his touch, silently begging him for more.
And boy, did he deliver. His lips moved lower down my neck, leaving a trail of kisses toward my chest. When his lips reached my other nipple, the one he wasn't working with his fingers, he traced the tip of it with his warm tongue, making me shiver, not with cold, but with something a whole lot better.
When his teeth grazed the tip, I arched higher, wanting more, craving more.
My hips were rising, and my hands were in his hair. He was shirtless. My blouse was wide open and untucked. We were half naked, but not nearly naked enough.
With renewed desperation, I reached between us, wanting to feel his erection, even through his jeans.
I couldn’t reach it. And I couldn't wait. Breathlessly, I whispered, "If I don’t have you, I think I'm gonna die."
He chuckled against my skin. "That bad, huh?"
"Oh, yeah." I swallowed. "Chase?"
"Yeah?"
"I want you inside me, like now." I almost laughed. "I don't even care if we're naked."
He lifted his head and gave me a look of amusement laced with sin. "Well, aren't you a surprise?"
Oh, yeah. The truth was, I was surprising even myself.
With his gaze locked on mine, he reached for the hem of my skirt. Already, it was hiked up nearly to my knees. Now he nudged it higher and higher until I felt the breeze first on my thighs, and then on the warm dampness of my arousal.
Chase glanced down. "Nice panties."
They were nice, actually. And just like with the bra, part of me had to wonder if I'd worn them today for a reason, wishing for something exactly like this.
When he moved upward, I reached between us and palmed his erection through his jeans.
His eyes drifted shut, and a quiet moan fell from his lips. With renewed desperation, I fumbled for his button, and then his zipper even as he tugged my panties downward.
When his erection sprang free, I marveled at the sight of it, the feel of it, the size of it. With an eagerness that should've been embarrassing, I worked to shove down his jeans.
I failed miserably, which wasn't a big surprise, considering that both of us were lying down. With a smile, Chase pulled back to say, "Here, I'll get it."
And with that, he got to his feet, giving me a view that I'll never forget as he kicked off his shoes and then pushed down first his jeans and then his briefs, giving me my first full view of him.
And boy, what a view it was.
He was absolutely glorious.
After he tossed aside his clothes, he crouched down near my knees and yanked down my panties. When they were completely off, he laid them carefully atop his jeans, as if to prevent them from getting covered in straw.
It was sweet and wonderful, I felt my eyes grow almost misty.
And then he was back.
Oh, boy was he back.
Lying beside me, he stroked my naked thigh nice and easy, edging ever-closer to my favorite spot. When he reached it, I gave a muffled moan and let my eyelids flutter shut as he stroked my wetness just the way I liked.
I was stroking him, too, loving how he surged in my hand and the soft noise he made when I squeezed his shaft.
Already, he was making gentle circles around my clit, making my hips rise, and my mind go fuzzy.
Everything he did felt