Perfectly Lonely - Jessica Marin Page 0,66
my lips with rough kisses that leave me breathless and aching between my legs.
All too soon the elevator doors open and we walk to his front door. He enters a number on the key pad and the doors unlock. I only get a brief glance at his massive foyer before he’s leading us to his bedroom. He pulls me in and I gasp in awe at the gorgeous background of downtown Vancouver, its lights casting the perfect hue into Chase’s bedroom. I walk toward the glass when Chase comes up behind, slides my trench coat off my arms and throws it onto a nearby chair. He moves my hair away from the nape of my neck and starts kissing his way up, his teeth grazing my earlobe which causes shivers to run down my spine. He spins me around and I stare up into his fervent eyes.
“I’ve never wanted someone as badly as I want you,” he whispers as his finger traces along my bottom lip. His words make me clench my muscles in the promise of having him inside of me. My breathing has started to become shallow as my desire for him intensifies with his touch. I wrap my hands around his neck and bring his head down to my demanding lips. He starts to deepen our kiss, drugging my senses with the addiction that are his lips. His hands are roaming my ass, molding me to his body where I feel his erection bulging against his pants.
“Angel… I can’t wait any longer. I have to be inside you, now!” he growls and we feverishly start to rip each others clothes off. He walks me backwards toward his bed, his lips never leaving mine. We only break apart when the back of my legs hit the bed, causing me to fall backwards onto it. The moonlight that enters his room enhances his muscular torso, causing my breath to hitch at the sight of his beautiful body. He watches me as my gaze follows his hands pushing down his boxers to reveal his hard cock. The sight of it in all its glory makes my mouth dry. I bite my lip to contain my moan of hunger to feel him inside of me.
He leans down over my body and takes one of my nipples into his hot, wet mouth. This time I do moan as his tongue starts thrusting against my bud, sending tingling sensations towards my core. He moves onto my other breast, giving it the same attention as he did the first one, while his hand roams down to my panties. His fingers move beneath the lace and soon his tongue and finger are in matching motions against my two sensitive areas. I ball the sheets into my fist, my head starting to thrash from the build-up he’s causing inside me.
“Chase,” I pant, not knowing how much more I can take of this. “I need you inside of me.” He looks up from devouring my breast with a wicked grin and instead of answering my pleas, his mouth continues a hot path of destruction down my navel. When his mouth reaches the waistband of my panties, he uses his hands to quickly pull them down my hips and continues his assault with his mouth, but this time on my core. I start to pant louder, his tongue lavishing over my clit. My thighs instinctively start to tighten around his face as my climax is imminent.
“Chase… please,” I whimper, his rotating tongue teasing me to the brink of no return. He stops as he feels my walls start to tighten. I groan from the loss of his touch and watch with hooded eyes as he meets my gaze with his own fiery one as he rolls the condom down his shaft. Never has the act of putting on a condom looked as seductive as Chase makes it look. As soon as he’s finished, he grabs my hips to bring me to the edge of the bed, leans down into me and starts kissing me. When our tongues touching, he plunges inside of me. We moan into each other, the satisfaction of him being inside of me more than anything we anticipated. He slowly starts to thrust in and out of me, the friction making my walls clench around him.
“You feel so fucking amazing, Layla,” he murmurs and stands up straighter. He positions my legs over his shoulders, grab onto my hips, and thrusts hard inside me. I gasp