lotion that she used to help his muscles relax. He tossed it on the bed next to her before setting the locks on his wheelchair and leaned over to move the foot pedals out of the way before he sat back up.
He locked eyes with her as he reached back and pulled his shirt off, tossing it aside before he grabbed hold of his armrests and pushed himself up until he was standing next to her bed. As she laid there, she watched as he reached over and grabbed hold of the headboard with one hand to steady himself as he reached down and pulled his belt loose. She watched as he unsnapped his pants and pulled the zipper down before releasing the headboard so that he could push his shorts off along with his boxers.
Once he was done, he carefully climbed onto the bed next to her and picked up the lotion. He squeezed some lotion into his hand and
“I’m sorry, Pookie. It will never happen again,” Chase said as he tossed the tube back on the bed.
When she opened her mouth to tell him that there was nothing to apologize for, he cut her off with a quietly murmured, “Don’t,” as he placed his hands on her back and stole a soft groan from her as he moved his hands over her.
God, that felt good, Sloane thought, closing her eyes on a moan as he slowly moved his hands over her shoulders. It had been so long since she’d had a massage that she’d forgotten just how good they felt. Then again, she thought on another moan as Chase moved his hands down her back, she couldn’t remember it ever feeling this good before.
“Is this okay?” Chase asked as he slowly worked his hands down the small of her back.
“Perfect,” Sloane said, only to find herself moaning as he worked his hands down her body, pushing the sheet down as he went.
As she laid there, feeling more relaxed than she had in years, Chase took his time working his hands down her legs, gently massaging every muscle as he went. When he worked his hands back up her body, he followed the move by kissing a trail up her leg as his hands slid over her thighs, pushing her legs further apart as he went.
When he moved his hands over her bottom, pausing to gently squeeze it before moving his hands over her back, she rolled her bottom lip between her teeth to stop herself from moaning. He took his time, running his hands over her as she laid there, her hands grabbing hold of the pillow as every touch, caress, and gentle brush of his lips had her breath catching in her throat and her body aching for more.
She’d never met a man that could affect her like this before.
She didn’t know what it was about him, but every touch, look, kiss, and caress left her trembling and desperate for more. He knew every inch of her body, knew exactly what to do to make her lose control, and knew exactly what to do to have her coming back for more.
She wanted him, more with each passing day, and that was the problem because she couldn’t have him. She had a life to get back to and it didn’t include him. She was tempted to ask for an extension on her leave of absence, but that would make it harder to leave. The only thing making leaving bearable was knowing that she would see him every time that she came home to visit her family, which she was going to have to make sure that she did often because she wasn’t sure how long she would be able to go without his touch. This was a dangerous game that she was playing, but she couldn’t seem to make herself care, not when it felt this good.
When he helped roll her over onto her back, she opened her eyes so that she could watch him. His gaze met hers as his hands found her shoulders. Chase moved his hands down her arms in a teasing caress before running them back up her arms, over her shoulders, and down between her breasts as his gaze followed the move.
He slowly worked his hands down her body, watching as his fingertips trailed over her skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. She loved the way that he looked at her, the way that he couldn’t seem to get enough