In. Out. In. Out.
All too soon, he could feel her impending climax, along with his, and brought his hand down to her clit. Using his thumb, he pressed gentle, but firm, circles as she came, moaning out his name in a breathy voice, that's all it took for him to cum right along with her.
“I love you, Chase.”
“I love you, Summer.” He wondered how he lived as long as he had without her. She truly was his world now.
Chapter 11
Summer woke up tangled around Chase. She had her head resting on his chest and a leg between his as Chase slept on his back, a slight snore escaping his lips. Her left hand laid under her chin, feeling his heart as it thumped. She could see the sun had already risen; the sheer curtain did nothing to keep the blinding light out of the room. She made a mental note to look out the windows to see what the back yard looked from this angle.
Summer didn’t want to move; she was comfortable, warm, and safe. Chase had truly made her feel loved the night before as he worshiped her body. He tended to her needs, giving her pleasure that she didn’t think she’d be able to feel again since the night of the wedding. It didn’t take Chase long to fall asleep, spent.
Summer was sure that it had something to do with the whiskey he had consumed before they had gone upstairs to his room. It was on his breath, adding to his natural taste. She was sure he still would have gone through with it if he hadn’t had a few shots. Kayla had told Summer that his father was going to talk to him, and liquor would most likely be involved. She smirked to herself thinking about it now. His mom and dad definitely knew how to work their son. It was no wonder why Chase knew how to work other people to get what he wanted when a situation demanded it.
Chase certainly knew how to work her body as he made love to her.
Although Summer had wanted to go another round or two, she blushed as this ran through her mind, Chase was the only one that brought her such pleasure. She had fallen asleep almost immediately cuddled in his arms. She had slept all night long without waking. It wasn’t often that she slept all night, as her body was used to waking up during the night at odd hours.
Last night had been amazing for Summer. She was happy that it was as good as the first time. Actually, it was better, as this time, she was more in control of herself, and of what she wanted. Her body flushed hotly as she thought about it.
The way that Chase had used his mouth on her, drawing out her climax as long as possible, was addicting. Summer was determined that she would make her husband cave to her own needs from now on. And she would make sure to pay him back tenfold.
She let her eyes slide over her husband as he slept, remembering how sexy he was as he crawled up her body the night before.
She let her eyes slide closed once more, not ready to get up and start the day. She knew that they would have to open all of the gifts, and she was not looking forward to that. She may have gotten better with accepting things from her husband, but not anyone else.
Summer had always been a simple kind of girl; that didn’t change with becoming a Princess. She didn't have a need for all the things others seemed to crave. Money was not the most important thing on her mind. Yes, it was nice to know it was there if she needed it, but it wasn't something that compelled her to buy things besides what was needed.
She had come to love all the gifts Chase gave her so far, but only because they came from his heart. She would be just as happy to just be held by him now that she knew without a doubt that he’d never hurt her.
The thought of being a Princess was terrifying now that everyone knew. She wasn’t really royal, she was just tangled in a family of sinners, and there was nothing she could do about it. The fact was, she was in love with Chase and couldn't leave if she was given the option.
Summer knew, without a doubt, if she would have been raised in a better way, she’d still have known Chase. They were just meant to be together. Since the Prince was trying to make the world a better place, Summer didn’t think she had anything to fear. She would learn to accept this life and thrive as long as she had her husband by her side.
She’d be taken care of in all ways possible. Chase had promised her and Clare that much, even if they decided to walk away, which she knew they would never do now. Clare had Asher and Summer had the love of her life.
She was loved by this entire family, which she never thought would be possible just because of who she was. No one looked at her differently because she was connected to Jason. He was gone and could never harm her or anyone again. She was starting to feel a connection with the others the more time she spent with them.
All too soon, there was a light knock on the door, causing Chase to groan out a muffled answer, which was apparently enough for the person to open the door just enough for a voice to make its way inside.
“Breakfast is getting cold,” Kayla’s soft voice spoke. “And your plane is scheduled to leave at two-thirty, so you two need to get up and dressed.”
“Kay,” Chase mumbled out, wincing at how bright it was in the room. He didn’t think he had that much to drink.
“No fooling around,” Kayla warned. “You need to get a move on so you can open the gifts before you head out.”
“Yes, mother,” Chase replied, his voice flat.
“You have twenty minutes, or I’ll drag you out myself,” she warned before closing the door with a soft click.
Summer couldn’t help but smile, burying her face against her husband’s side. He wasn’t a morning person, even when he did get a good night’s sleep. It was nice just being here with him. Watching him as he tried to get himself up and moving.
Chase slowly stretched out, hearing his ankles pop as he flexed his feet. His hand brushed Summer’s hair, catching onto a couple of tangles.
Flashes of the night before flickered behind his closed eyelids.
He remembered how Summer withered underneath him, begging for release. He remembered how warm and tight her pussy was as he pushed his cock into her. He groaned as his cock came to life just thinking about it, tenting the blanket up.
Summer could feel the change in his body as he woke up, and she tilted her head up to place a kiss on his jaw. She knew they couldn’t get carried away now because Kayla would be coming back in the allotted time that she had given them to get ready. Summer’s body wanted to rebel; it wanted to climb Chase’s torso and claim him. But she didn’t feel like being caught in the act by Kayla, or anyone else for that matter.
Instead of having another round of steamy lovemaking, Summer pushed herself up, ignoring the fact that she was naked. Chase had seen her body, she told herself, no reason to hide now. Might as well give him a show. She smiled to herself as she left the bed.
Chase’s eyes were glued to her as she made her way out of bed and picked up her bag from the floor, where he had pushed it off to the night before. She bent to pick it up, showing him her nice round ass before swaying her hips as she went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. As she waited for the water to warm up, she brushed her hair out and brushed her teeth.
She took a moment to look out the windows, seeing only part of the lake and the brown grass. A few trees dotted the border of the lake as the sun was shining off the rippling water. She could easily fall in love with this place. She envied Chase for growing up here.
Once the water was warm, and the bathroom that she was starting to fall in love with, was steamy, Chase stepped into the bathroom, naked. Summer watched him walk to the toilet, and she barely had enough sense to turn her head to avoid her eyes from watching him pee. It was one of the things she had hated at the compound, being watched when she had to relieve herself.
She let the water wet her reddish brown hair, and before she could grab the shampoo, the same kind that Chase used, he opened the glass door and stepped inside the shower. Summer’s eyes widened and a blush covered her face as she looked at his erection standing at full attention. She finally looked into her husband's eyes, watching him as he stepped back unde
r the water.
“Saves us time,” he said with a smirk.
Summer simply smiled at him, a slight blush still on her cheeks, as she grabbed the body wash to begin bathing.
“Let me wash you,” Chase stated, taking the bottle from her hand, replacing it and grabbing the shampoo bottle.
Summer simply moved so Chase could stand in the spray. He took his time, massaging her head as he spread the soap suds around. He then moved her underneath the spray, washing the soap away, running his fingers through her hair to make sure he got it all out.
“My father has booked us a hotel room,” Chase spoke, slathering conditioner into her hair. “I’m not sure where yet, but we’ll take a private plane from the back of the property.”
“Oh,” she said, surprised that they had a private plane. Although, she really shouldn’t be, as the Marcel’s, had pretty much everything at their fingertips. She had flown only once before, and that was when they went to Las Vegas. That trip seemed to be a lifetime ago already.
“There, I plan to make love you. Over. And Over. You’ll be sick of me before we return back home,” he said, a hungry look in his eyes. His voice was filled with promise and lust.
“Never,” Summer said before pushing herself up and kissing his lips, her breasts pushing against his chest.
Chase’s arms wrapped around her waist, bringing her up against his body as his cock grew harder if that was even possible. He could feel her warmth as his cock rubbed against her pulsing pussy.
Summer couldn’t help but ground herself into him, begging him silently to enter her. She deepened the kiss and her hands tangled in his hair, pulling slightly. Chase told her to wrap her legs around him, and she did just that. Wrapping her legs around his waist, squeezing slightly as if to beg for more and Chase was more than ready to comply. His hands held her up under her ass for support.
“It’s going to be hard and fast,” Chase panted as he whispered in her ear while Summer trailed kisses down his jawline.
“Perfect,” she moaned, arching into him just right, he nearly lost the strength in his legs. She was a temptress and he wanted to be in her now.
“Ready?” he asked, pulling out slowly.
“Please, Chase,” Summer moaned, letting her head fall back as Chase pushed her against the cool shower wall. She needed more. She’d never get enough of him, nor enough of the pleasure he could give her.
That was all Chase wanted to hear before he slammed into her. He was glad that the bathroom was not close by to any of the other the rooms as he felt Summer knock into the wall with each thrust. She held her legs tight around him in a vise grip, hanging on for the ride.
At this angle, his cock was able to push against her g-spot without any trouble, and she was close to coming already as he pounded into her hard. She never knew it could be so good, she would be happy to do every day.
She decided right then and there, she liked hard and fast just as much as she did the sweet and slow from the night before.
“Touch yourself,” Chase huffed out, feeling her pussy clamp around his hard cock.
“How?” she asked, not sure what he wanted her to do. Her voice was husky as she spoke the one word.
“Touch your clit,” he grunted out, praying his legs wouldn’t collapse. “Like where I . . . God, you’re tight . . . . Where I used my thumb last night.” He would have to teach her how to pleasure her own body, he thought.
“Oh,” Summer said, as she removed one hand from around his neck and brought it down to where they were connected.
She wasn’t sure if she would do it right, but she put the tiniest bit of pressure on her clit, and she moaned out at the feeling it caused. Oh my, God, she thought as she rubbed a little harder, she never knew that touching herself could feel so good. She couldn’t help but let her eyes close at such pleasure. She did it faster and felt her pussy contract around his cock.
“So close,” she moaned out, seeing her vision beginning to blacken and her lower stomach tighten.
With another thrust, Chase whispered out ‘come with me,’ as he found his own release. Summer’s pussy contracted, taking everything he had as they rode out their high together.
Once their breathing was back to normal, Summer couldn’t help but burst into giggles. She slowly unhooked her feet from around his waist, his limp dick falling out of her.
“What’s so funny?” Chase asked, shooting a grin at her. Surprisingly, he was able to keep himself standing, although his legs felt weak.
“I never thought I’d have shower sex, let alone enjoy it,” she laughed. Her blue eyes were alight with happiness as she looked up at him.
“We’ll have to do that again, then,” Chase said, pressing a kiss to her lips before pulling back. Now that she knew how wonderful it felt, Chase would do anything to have her naked all the damn time.
~oOo~
It was half an hour after Kayla had knocked on the bedroom door that Chase and Summer finally made their way downstairs to the kitchen.
Everyone was just sitting down at the huge family table that was on the other side of the eat-in kitchen area. The kitchen was wide open, letting them see the different parts of the house, the dining room was separated by a large French door.
The floor turned into a dark wood as Summer stepped into another part of the house, and a white rug sat underneath the table and white clothed chairs. It looked like the table was handmade, as it just had that type of feel to it. It was one of the loveliest things she had ever seen.
“The kids have already eaten, but most of them have gone home already,” Kayla said as Summer and Chase took seats, facing the enclosed patio and porch area. The lake could be seen from the table and Summer wanted to come back during the summer just to walk around it. She could see the dock from where she sat, and she already looked forward to sticking her feet into the water when the weather warmed up.
A tree-like a chandelier was hung from the ceiling and almost seemed like there was nothing holding it up. Summer gazed at it in wonder, then continued her gaze around the room.
“Wow,” she breathed as she took her seat, noticing the fireplace that was along the wall with a mirror over of it.
“If you think is impressive, you should see the grand dining room,” Chase said near her ear.
“How can someone live here with so much space?” Clare asked, the same thought passing through Summer’s head.
“That’s why I keep my house filled with maids and cooks,” Kayla said, not at all upset about the question. “And Ivan has been home more often the past year, so that does help. I will be only working part time completely here shortly.” She was going to cut down her house calls, knowing it was past time to step back some.
“Where is a dad?” Chase asked as he piled food on a plate as a few maids that he didn’t know set a bunch of different things on the table.
“Nursing a hangover,” Kayla said with a shake of her head. Chase smirked, at least he didn't have that problem.
“I take it he kept drinking well after I left him,” he said, glancing at his mother.
“Of course. He doesn’t drink often, but when he does he always has to go all out,” Kayla said, more amused than upset.
“The Pastor got to him,” Trent said with a knowing look. Chase nodded his head in agreement.
“Most likely,” Kayla mused. “You all know how well those two get along. Now eat. We have gifts to open.” She refused to think about why the Pastor got to her husband like that, even with it being a common occurrence.
“Can’t they wait?” Chase pouted, giving his mother a puppy dog look.
“Absolutely not!” she said, sending a glare at her son. It softened as she remembered another time. “What happened? You used to love gifts, and always begged to open them on your birthday and holidays.”
“Well, that was years ago,” Chase said with a shrug.
“Not long enough for me to ever forget a wild crazy boy with bright green eyes, still in dragon pj’s begg
ing to open gifts before breakfast was ever made,” Kayla said, watching as her son blushed.
Summer couldn’t help but be amused. It wasn’t often that her husband was embarrassed about his actions, if at all. The thought of him as a child was cute. She could just picture him being all cute and adorable.
“I have to see pictures of him some time,” Summer said between bites. She smirked over at Chase when he looked at her.
“I’d be more than happy to show you, dear,” Kayla said, ignoring Chase as he gave his wife a pout, pleading with her. Kayla was sure that there was a couple of Summer herself in her huge collection.
“Summer,” he whined, dragging out her name.
“What?” she asked innocently. “I didn’t find anything good in your room. Only a few magazines with naked women and a stuffed animal that was in the closet. And a small crate of box cars with a Barbie’s head cut up.”
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