he rises. A flash of pain creases his face and I bolt up. “I’m sorry.”
“Shh.” He presses a finger to my lips. He gestures to his jeans. “Take my cock out.”
Eager to return the favor and make his knees quiver, I free him, shoving his jeans over his hips. His abs tighten and he sways as I slide my hand up and down his cock. I circle the tip with my thumb and he hisses.
“Lie back.”
“But—”
His dark expression cuts off my protest. I scoot a few inches up the bed. Resting on my elbows, I dig my heels into the mattress and spread my knees wide. “Like this?” I ask in an innocent whisper.
He growls and falls down over me. He reaches between us, positioning himself at my center. Rubbing up and down for a long moment while staring down into my eyes.
“Give me—”
He cuts me off, sliding into me, hard, in one smooth motion.
“Oh, fuck.” My teeth sink into my bottom lip as I struggle to adjust.
He presses his lips to my forehead and stills his movements. “You still with me, little dove?” His raw voice expresses his need more than his words.
With him in this moment? With him for life?
All of the above.
I blink up at him. His intense eyes wait for an answer.
I squeeze my inner muscles around him and he shudders.
“Yes,” I whisper.
That’s the answer he needed. He clutches my hips and pulls back, slamming back in a second later. Not fast. Slow and hard, so I feel every inch.
My greedy body aches with the demand for another release. Chaser’s controlled but relentless. Another orgasm builds, almost painful in its intensity.
“I can’t—”
“Yes, you can.” He slows his pace, leaning down to kiss me again. “Please.”
His gentle plea after all our harsh words tonight unlocks my body. He comes with me, burying his face against my neck, whispering words of love in my ear.
No one—no matter how hard they try—will ever tear us apart.
Chapter Forty
Mallory
“You’re going to that photo shoot tomorrow,” Chaser says later as I’m falling asleep.
His words are jolt of caffeine that pushes me upright. “No. I’m not.”
He sits up and clicks the lamp on. “Yes. And I’m going with you.”
“Why? To confront him?”
“I can’t let him get away with what he did, Mallory. You know that. Tell me exactly how it happened this time,” he demands.
I swallow hard. The pain and guilt almost make it impossible to say the words. I feel so stupid as I go over the events in my head. But I finally convey enough of the story to satisfy Chaser but not push him into hunting Andrew down and killing him.
“What a fucking asshole.”
“I’m not trying to make an excuse. I really don’t think he’s dealing with the breakup well. He didn’t seem like himself.”
“Did he hurt you?”
“No.” I duck my head. “Not really.”
“Mallory,” he warns.
“He hurt my feelings, okay? But I handled it. The whole thing was so bizarre and crazy,” I lift my chin, “but I handled it.”
“Hurt your feelings, how?”
Oh boy. This is never going to end. “When I told him not to kiss me, that we were just friends, he made it clear he didn’t consider me a friend and that he only wanted to fuck me.”
Chaser growls low in his throat. “That fucking card makes more sense now.”
“Yes.” I shrug. “He really didn’t seem to see the harm. He told me how Pamela and Kyle hooked up and he took her back—”
“Fuck.” Chaser runs his fingers through his hair. “A long time ago, he kept pressing me about whether or not I’d be mad if you fucked a director or something for a part. Kept trying to tell me it was just sex and no big deal.”
“Yes! That’s what he said. ‘It’s just sex.’” I glance down and scratch my nails over the comforter. “He sort of said something similar to what you said. How could I marry you without ever being with anyone else? I think that’s why it hurt so much when you said it.”
“I’m sorry.” He rests his hand over mine and squeezes. “Why does he even know—”
“Pamela. So much for girl talk.” I roll my eyes.
He chuckles and tugs me closer.
“Oh, Jacob must’ve told him how um, loud, I am too, because—”
“Jesus Christ,” he groans. “Why do we know so many obnoxious assholes?”
“Am I really that loud?” My lips twitch. “You know, since you’re vastly more experienced than I am and all.”