Furious (Anger Management #2) - R.L. Mathewson Page 0,63

of his muscles.

Definitely better than the hot tub, Chase thought, feeling himself relax as the woman that was full of surprises worked her magic. If he’d known just how good this felt, he would have demanded it ten times a day from the start. So much better than the hot tub, he thought while Sloane ran her hands up his legs and over his thighs, tearing a groan from him as she worked on his sore muscles. When she ran her hands over his chest and stomach, he decided that they were going to end all his physical therapy sessions this way from now on.

“How does that feel?” Sloane asked, running her hands over his chest and shoulders.

“Perfect,” Chase said as she worked her magic on his arms, back up to his shoulders, down his chest, over his stomach, and

Robbed him of another groan when she ran her hands back down his thighs, the move bringing her close to the part of him that was really enjoying her touch. He felt his cock twitch with interest when she ran her hands down his legs only to feel himself grow hard when she slowly moved her hands back up his thighs, lightly brushing his balls before sliding her hands back up.

Opening his eyes, Chase watched as Sloane moved so that she was straddling his thighs. “Is this okay?” she asked as she settled more comfortably on his lap.

“More than okay,” he said, watching while she absently nodded as she turned her attention to his shorts.

“Are you sure?” Sloane asked as she traced the curve of his erection through his shorts with her fingertip.

“I mean, it could be better,” Chase said, watching as her lips twitched while she reached inside his shorts and

Slowly pulled him free, giving his cock a slow caress that had him licking his lips.

“And how could I make this better, hmm?” Sloane murmured absently as she continued to slowly work her hand over him.

“You could take your clothes off,” Chase said, running his hands over her thighs as he watched her small tan hand slide over his cock.

“I could, but I’m not sure that would be very professional,” she said with a sad shake of her head that had his lips twitching.

“Oh, it would definitely be professional,” Chase said, nodding as he watched her make a show of thinking it over.

“I suppose it couldn’t hurt,” Sloane said, sounding thoughtful as she released his cock and climbed off his lap. Once she was off the bed, she slowly, so fucking slowly that it nearly killed him, took off her clothes.

He watched as Sloane slowly pushed her shorts down as she turned around. When she slowly pulled her shirt off, he pushed his shorts down further, freeing the rest of his cock so that he could wrap his hand around it while he watched her push her panties down as she leaned over, making him wish that his fucking legs worked so that he could climb off this bed and find out just how good it felt to fuck her standing up.

“Is this better?” Sloane asked as she turned around and climbed back onto the bed.

“God, yes,” Chase said as he reached over and helped her settle back on top of him.

“This does feel more professional,” she said with a teasing smile as he pulled her down on top of him.

“It definitely does.”

Chapter 29

“Don’t be mad,” Sloane said, worrying her bottom lip as she climbed onto his lap and wrapped her arms around him.

“What’s all this for?” Chase asked, taking in all the food covering every inch of space in his kitchen as he wrapped his arms around her.

“Poker night,” she said as she leaned in and brushed her lips against his, making it difficult to focus.

“Poker night?” Chase repeated back as he slowly returned the kiss that had him thinking about crawling back into bed with her. “You play poker?”

“Not even a little bit,” Sloane said, nodding solemnly as she pulled back so that she could settle more comfortably on his lap.

“Then why are you having a poker night?” he asked as he leaned back in and

“I’m not. You are,” Sloane said, making him frown before adding, “I have plans.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Chase asked, sighing heavily as he settled back against his chair.

Worrying her bottom lip between her teeth, Sloane said, “The guys from your old station are coming over for poker night.”

There was a heavy pause and then…

“Not fucking happening,” Chase said firmly, shaking

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