“Did you find enough gifts for everyone?” Chase asked once they were both in the living room after Summer kicked off her shoes and took off her coat and vest. She wanted to change her pants, but spending time with her husband sounded like a better idea.
“Yes, I think so,” she answered, sitting down next to him on the couch and wrapping her arm around one of his and leaning into his side. Her legs were folded underneath her. “What did you do today?” She couldn’t help but soak into him.
“Took care of things,” Chase answered. “Mostly on the phone or Skype. I’m ready for things to settle down, but that’s not likely. I now wish my dad wasn’t stepping down.” He then ran a hand through his hair, which was already messy. “I talked to Jackson a few times. He’s trying to track down his father, or at least figure out what was left of his father.”
“Anything I can help with?” Summer asked, looking up at him.
“You, right here, is helping,” Chase sighed out before pressing a kiss to her forehead. “But after Christmas, we may have to go on a small trip.”
“Okay,” she said, not worried, although his tone of voice was sad and filled with worry. “Where to?”
“Name of the place is still to be decided,” Chase said. “You don’t have to come if you don’t want to.”
“I will,” Summer said, laying her cheek on his arm. “I’ll go wherever you go.”
“I love you,” Chase spoke, amazed at how deep her love ran for him.
“I love you too,” she whispered. She then leaned up farther, and met his waiting mouth, letting his lips press against hers.
After pulling back, she gazed at his green eyes before asking, “What will you have to do there?”
“Have some words with a few people I would prefer to not go see them so soon,” Chase stated. “But it has to be done. I can put it off until next week, luckily. I’d hate to make your first Christmas away from home.”
"Home is wherever you are Chase," Summer said as she snuggled more into him.
Chase had been on the phone most of the morning after finding another rat in his hand selected men that worked in a different area of the United States, and he had to take action now before it was too late.
It hadn't been that hard to see who the rat was, as he didn’t cover his tracks very well. What concerned Chase was in fact how he tried to cover his tracks. It wasn’t a normal way for a rat to try to stay hidden, but more drawing attention to the fact of what he was. He had to wonder if it was a setup.
Chase wasn’t sure if he should even bring Summer with him on this trip; he couldn’t just leave her behind either. He’d be taking extra guards with him, just in case this was a setup on the rat’s end by chance.
“Shall we go to bed?” Chase asked, rubbing a hand down her arm.
“Sure,” Summer yawned out, remembering that she needed to change the bandage on her tattoo again since she did once right after lunch time; it was beginning to itch.
Chase stood first, before holding his hand out for Summer to take. Once her smaller hand was in his, Chase led her up the stairs, shutting off lights on his way. He knew that all the doors were already locked, and the alarm set so no one could come in unannounced.
“So, what did you buy today?” Chase asked as they were halfway up the stairs.
“Some clothes, and more things for Sarah,” she answered, almost sheepishly.
“Sarah will love you even more after she sees how much you got her,” he laughed.
“Well, I already love her, so that won’t be an issue,” Summer said quietly. “I may have gotten Clare something for her little one.”
“How is she doing? Did she say?” Chase asked, reaching their room and turning on the lights low.
“She didn’t really say, not that we had much time to talk with extra ears with us,” Summer answered, letting go of his hand.
Once in the closet, she dug out her newest short cotton shorts and a matching long t-shirt, before making her way to the bathroom. She felt like going without any undergarments for once, knowing that just the idea would drive Chase crazy. Possibly beyond crazy.
Chase stripped out of his own clothes, putting them in the laundry basket before heading into the bathroom where Summer stood next to the shower, taking off her own clothes. He couldn’t help but stop and admire her.
She really was filling out in all the right spots. Her boobs were rounder and firm now that she was eating regularly. Her ass was rounding out nicely, the right size for him to grab and squeeze.
Her back was to him, and he loved the way she could always draw his attention, no matter where they were at. She was like a warm sun, and he couldn’t help but seek her out every chance he could. He could no longer see living his life without her in it. If she were to leave, it would cause his own heart to fall to pieces and he wouldn’t know how to deal with that.
Slowly, to not startle her, Chase wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, bringing her flush against his chest as his cock came to life.
Summer smiled over her shoulder at him before stepping into the shower, and he followed behind her. He was so glad the shower could easily fit three people, as it gave them plenty of room to move around.
Without words, Summer slid under the spray as Chase grabbed the white luffa and pink body wash before beginning to clean her body. He took extra time on her breasts, bringing both nipples to hard peaks. She just closed her eyes, letting the warm water wash over her back, wetting her hair. She loved it when Chase took care of her, always knowing what her needs were. Even before she knew herself.
Chase then slowly ran his soapy hands down her sides and to her hips, before pausing once he saw what was right below her hip bone.
“When . . . When did you get that?” Chase asked his words husky and shock filled. He was shocked she’d ever do something like that.
“Today,” Summer answered with a smirk, moving her hips slightly as his eyes were glued to her tattoo.
“Obviously,” Chase muttered before lightly running the pads of his fingers over the mark.
“Do you like it?” she asked, hoping he did, but as he wasn’t saying anything, either way, she couldn’t help but worry.
“Uh, yeah!” Chase said, finally looking up at her face. His eyes were filled with shock, as he never expected his Princess to do something like that. The placement of it wasn’t somewhere she would normally feel okay with someone else seeing.
Before he could ask about it, he crashed his lips to hers. She gasped, letting him take control as he slowly backed her up against the wall so the water was falling down his back.
“I love it,” Chase said before trailing kisses down her neck, hearing her moan as he lightly bit down on her pulse point.
His cock twitched at the sound, and he couldn’t help but tease her, rubbing her clit with his cock trying to get some sort of friction.
“Not fair,” Summer panted out as she craved more. She wanted his cock inside of her. Now.
Chase laughed, dragging his hand from one breast to the other, massaging both of them rougher than he normally would, but he loved how her body craved more of him. He was careful to not leave marks, of course, but he loved her soft breasts in his hands.
He moved one hand down to her side before slowly finding her pussy, and felt how wet she already was. She was dripping, and it wasn’t all from the shower water.
Summer arched into his hand as he pressed one finger into her, testing. He was careful to not put much pressure on her clit, knowing it wouldn’t take her long to come. He wanted to draw out her pleasure as long as possible. Which wouldn’t be all that long with how hard he was.
“So fucking tight,” he hissed out as he pushed another finger into her warm, wet pussy.
Summer laid her head back against the wall, moaning and craving more. “Please.”
“As you asked so nicely, lift your legs up around my waist,” Chase spoke, removing his fingers as Summer complied, followed by Chase lining himself up at her e
ntrance.
He thrust into her in one move, his balls slapping against her ass cheeks as her legs wrapped tighter around his waist. She moaned, feeling him hitting just where she needed pressure as he began to move in and out, trying to keep his thrusts even as his balls began to tighten, ready to cum so soon.
“Look at what you do to me,” Chase grunted out. “You can make me lose my load so fucking fast, baby.”
“Chase,” Summer moaned out, feeling his cock twitch inside of her pussy. She loved it when he talked dirty, and it made her even wetter if that was possible.
Unlike other times that Summer knew they were both close to cumming, she moved one hand out of Chase’s hair and began to rub her clit in circles.
He moaned, feeling her pussy walls spazz around his cock, watching her touch herself. She came with little egging. He followed, shooting his cum deep into her. He couldn’t wait until round two.
Oh, yea there was going to be around two, he smirked to himself.
After they both calmed down, and the black spots of their release edged away, Summer slid her legs back down, although they felt like jelly. She didn’t remember wrapping them around her husband, even though they had shower sex often enough, her body knew what to do.
“That was amazing,” Chase said before pressing a kiss to her lips.
“I agree,” Summer said, melting into his kiss, a fire reigniting in her lower belly as the tender kiss.
“Let’s finish getting cleaned,” Chase said reluctantly, stepping back to grab the shampoo to finish washing his wife's hair. He’d ask about how she managed to get the tattoo later. Right now, he wanted to finish the shower and go for round two, as soon as they could get to the bed.
Little did she know, but his little firecracker was definitely in for the ride of her life tonight. He was so turned on at just the thought of her getting that tattoo for him. This could possibly take all night.
Chapter 20
Both Summer and Chase forewent getting dressed after showering. Instead, he tenderly dried Summer off and rung out any excess water from her hair before towel drying it as best he could; he then brushed her hair out before quickly braiding it. He wanted it out of the way, although he loved her hair. He always had. With the length of it, he tended to pull it while they slept if he went to spoon up against her.
"Summer, baby, I want to try something when we go back to bed," Chase told her as he dried off.
"Ok," Summer said wondering what he was thinking about. She would go along with him, no matter what it was.
When they reached the bedroom, Chase helped to get Summer situated on the bed, on her knees with her hands braced against the headboard. He then had her to move her knees shoulder width apart, and she was already dripping wet at the thought of what was to come. Her upper body was closer to the top of the bed, her kneeling legs pushed out.
“If you don’t like what I do, anything I do, let me know and I will stop,” Chase stated, kneeling behind her, his hand on her shoulders, massaging any stress from her.
Summer nodded her head, too lost in his touch to really say anything. Her body already craved him again so soon, but that wasn’t surprising to her. Chase knew how to work her body into a frenzy.
He began by kissing her neck and lower back, letting his hands massage her breasts, feeling her nipples pebble against his palms. She arched into him, seeking more.
Chase took his time, feeling the weight of her breasts in his hands, pinching the buds just enough to earn a low moan. He then trailed his hands down her ribs, his touch feather-light as he moved his mouth to her ear, taking the lobe into his mouth and tenderly nibbling on it.
Her moans went straight to his cock, but he held himself in check.
Once his hands reached the curls on her mound he went slower, purposely not touching where she wanted him most. He slid his hands down her legs, from her waist to her knees, teasing her.
“Chase,” Summer whined, trying to move her hips as his hands passed over her pussy, but didn’t stay there long. His fingers threaded through her dark curly hair.
“Yes?” he whispered, drawing the word out near her ear.
“Please,” she moaned out as she ached to be touch between her legs.
Without a word, Chase finally touched her dripping pussy, and slid two fingers in, knowing she was ready for more but wanted to tease her. She teased him just being so dang sexy as it was.
She moaned long and loud as his fingers touched her g-spot for a moment before withdrawing. Then moved his body so his cock lined up with her before he slowly pushed the head of his cock in. Summer whined in the back of her throat, thrusting as far back as she could against him, feeling his warmth.
Not able to tease himself any longer, Chase pushed his cock all the way in, groaning as her pussy squeezed around him.
“Fuck, Summer,” Chase moaned, not moving. How did she do every time? Making him ready to blow his load with a simple thrust into her? She was so fucking tight, he was surprised that when she clamped down around his cock, it didn’t cut it off.
She didn’t want to wait any longer, so she pushed back against him, knowing that any slight move would get him going again. And it did. With her small movement, Chase’s hands took purchase on her hips as he slowly pulled in and out of her.
One hand then snuck up towards her breasts, tweaking one nipple before doing the same to the other. Her moans grew, her head leaning down with her forehead touching the headboard. She loved this new position, just like all the others.
With a few more thrusts, he could already feel his balls tightening, and he groaned, not wanting it to end so soon.
He let go of her waist, trailing his hand to her clit and used his fingers to apply pressure, feeling her pussy contract around his cock, almost achingly.
“So close,” Summer breathed out, feeling how her husband worked her body just right. He always could.
“Come,” Chase demanded. “Come for me, Princess.”
That was all it took. Summer came for the second time, Chase following after two more thrusts into her warmth. When he was spent, he stayed connected, keeping his soft cock in her pussy, not wanting to separate from her yet.
“Wow,” Summer panted out, her entire body felt like jelly. She was boneless.
“Wow, indeed,” Chase said.
After a few minutes, and with a long drawn out sigh, Chase pulled out and away. Then, he smacked her on the ass. Summer gasped and turned to look at him and she smirked at her. "That's for rushing me," he then full out grinned as he massaged where he had smacked her on the ass.
Summer just grinned at him over her shoulder.
“Oh, I see that's how it's gonna be," he laughed out loud. He then helped Summer move to lay down next to him on the bed, where she draped one leg over his, lying as close to him as possible.
“I think you wore me out,” Chase said, letting his eyes slide closed.
“Hmm,” Summer hummed, content and fulfilled. She would never have thought she would desire sex so much, but with Chase, she seemed to never be able to get enough. He made her like it, want it.
She couldn’t ever see herself not wanting sex now that she enjoyed it so much. “I love you,” she whispered out, sleep already taking her.
“Love you, always,” Chase said, letting sleep take him, not concerned about threats or worries as he fell into a peaceful sleep next to his loving, happy wife. Nothing seemed to matter at that moment but them. Happily in love.
~oOo~
It was just after one in the morning when Summer woke up, her leg brushing against Chase’s semi hard cock. She wasn’t sure what woke her, but now she noticed her state, along with her husband’s, she couldn’t help but feel her desire spike once more.
Carefully, to not wake him, Summer moved to straddle him. She was able to have her knees on either side of him and her pussy, which was already wet, lined up with his cock. Summer was careful, using her hand to hold his cock up a tad straighter before pushing down onto him
in one quick movement.
Chase moaned, still asleep, but felt the pleasure course through him. His hands gripped the comforter, sure he was dreaming.
With Summer sitting up straight, she rotated her hips, igniting another deep groan out of Chase. She smirked, doing it again, watching how his head moved from one side to the other, his brow furrowed in a confused blissful state.
She then placed her hands against his chest, feeling his cock harden further, as Summer slowly lifted up before pushing back down over him.
“Summer?” Chase asked, confused as he wasn’t quite awake, but could feel her hands on his chest, supporting her weight.
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