her, matching his rhythm and god love her, giving the tip of his cock a gentle squeeze that had his balls pulling up tight. When he realized that he wasn’t going to last much longer, he turned his hand so that with every slide inside her wet pussy, his palm brushed against her clit, making her moan as she worked her hand on his cock.
When Sloane shifted away from his hand and sat back on his cock so that her slit was pressed against the underside, he nearly lost it. Still kissing him in a way that should be illegal, she shifted back and forth across his cock, just enough to drive him out of his fucking mind while she wrapped her hand back around the tip of his cock, running her hand over the sensitive tip while he shifted his hand so that he was cupping her thigh and his thumb was able to rub her little clit as she drove them both out of their fucking minds.
Just when he was ready to beg her to put him out of his fucking misery and fuck him, his orgasm ripped through him, starting at his lower back and spiraling out of control. Groaning long and loud against her mouth as she milked his cock, Chase doubled his efforts between her legs until her moves became more frantic and out of control and
“Oh, god!” Sloane cried against his mouth, making his cock jerk in her hand as she tore the first orgasm out of him in over a year, leaving him struggling to take his next breath as he finished on a groan.
When she collapsed on top of him, Chase wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes, ignoring the way that his body trembled and his legs ached as he held her, wishing like hell that they didn’t have to do this part, but he knew better than to pretend that she was going to be okay with this.
“Oh, my god,” Sloane muttered, not screamed at the top of her lungs like she had a minute ago, he’d like to point out, as she buried her face against his neck and mumbled, “Oh, my god,” again.
“Is something amiss, Pookie?” Chase asked, simply because he couldn’t help himself as he laid there, trying to figure out a way to make this right for her, because the last thing that he wanted was for her to walk away. When she was only able to get out a choked sound, he decided that it was probably for the best if he left her alone for now.
Chapter 14
This could not be happening, Sloane told herself as she slowly rubbed her hands down her face as she sat there, trying to figure out how this happened.
One minute, she was unable to help but smile when he told her that he’d been able to move his toes and the next…
“Oh, god,” she muttered as she dropped her hands away just in time to watch the man that had given her the most intense orgasm of her life roll into the kitchen.
For a moment, Sloane watched Chase as he made his way to the fridge to grab a bottle of water before he rolled to the garage for his morning workout as she sat there waiting for him to say something to make this easier only to groan when he didn’t say anything. Why couldn’t he make a smartass comment to make this easier for her so that she could quit and pretend that this never happened?
Last night, while she’d laid there struggling to catch her breath, she’d expected Chase to say something to piss her off, but he’d only held her. He’d kept his arms around her, gently caressing her back while she’d laid there, feeling sick to her stomach as the gravity of what she’d done hit her. She’d never done anything like this before, never even been tempted to cross that line and then last night, she’d thrown away her career without blinking an eye and she had no idea why.
She’d worked her ass off to get where she was today. She’d paid her dues, took the jobs that no one else wanted and slowly built a reputation that guaranteed her first pick of jobs only to ruin it over one moment of weakness for a man that annoyed the shit out of her.
The only question now was how was she supposed to explain this when she didn’t even understand it? Not that