“Since I first saw you in the restaurant,” she confessed in a whimpering tone, and she brought her hands down to my head, running her hands through my hair greedily.
I could not hold back another second.
I let my tongue out, and I got my first taste of her honey in my mouth in so long. The first touch electrified both of us. Her sigh was sharp and quick, and she gripped my hair, trying to pull me closer. I was going to take my time savoring this, though.
My tongue ran over her lips and teased at the clit, lingering there just a little longer before going back down to the base of her lips and running up the length of her slit over and over again, painfully slowly. The buildup to her clit was almost painful for her, and she writhed desperately, whimpering.
“Fuck you,” she whispered, catching on to how I was tormenting her. “God, please, Chase!”
I grinned as I ran my tongue over her again and again. Finally, I let my tongue dip down a little deeper into her pussy, and she tried to clench her legs around my head. But I had perfect control over her, even with my face buried in her.
I teased her like that for longer than I would have under other circumstances, but I wanted to see just how much I could wind up this poor woman before I let her go.
My tongue delved down into her and ran all the way up to her clit, and this time, I let the tip brush against the sensitive nub for a fraction of a second. She yelped, pushing her hips up, but I brought my head back. She wasn’t going to steal a little pleasure from me. She’d take what I gave her, and nothing more.
I was just as cruel as I was back in college.
I waited a little longer before touching her nub again, and I loved how swollen and needy it was. Her whole pussy was hot, wet, and desperate, even though I’d hardly done anything to her.
And despite myself, the heady scent of her honey started to get to me.
I thought about all those times in the shower when I’d needed to just get off, my cock in my hand in the steaming waters. Every time, Haley’s was the body that swam through my head as I stroked myself. And now, the memory was a reality in my hands. When that thought overwhelmed me, I couldn’t bring myself to torture her anymore.
I let my tongue kiss her clit, lavishing it with attention, and she let out a long, soft sigh of pleasure. When she bucked her hips up, I just kissed her harder, my whole mouth over her sweet velvety lips while my tongue darted to her clit over and over again. I picked up a steady rhythm that her body responded to immediately.
She tried to writhe and squirm, but I gripped her hips firmly and pinned her down to the couch. The tip of my tongue hit her clit over and over, never slowing down, never losing its strength, until finally, I felt her nails digging into my head and her thigh squeezing as hard as she could.
“Chase, Chase, fuck I’m going to-!”
She let out a long, sweet, beautiful sigh as I felt her wetness cover my face, and I brought my whole face down to her entrance and kissed it as deeply as I’d kissed her face, wallowing in her orgasm as it shook her whole body.
When I raised my head from her lips and looked at her, I was looking on a ruin. She was limp and breathing heavily, her face flushed red with desire and satisfaction as she stared up at the ceiling, eyes lidded.
My heart thrummed with hunger for her.
I gave her pussy one last, long lick to clean her up, and she gave a whimpering shudder before I crawled up to her face and kissed her lips with the wetness from her pussy.
When I broke the kiss, I scooped her limp body up in my arms and stood up.
“Oh my God, Chase,” she moaned as I carried her to the bedroom. “I…”
“Don’t say anything,” I growled softly. “I’m not nearly done with you yet.”
She giggled as I tossed her onto the bed, and before she could even sit back up, I tore my shirt off and kicked my shoes off to dive onto her, making the huge mattress bounce and creak.
I seized her in my arms and kissed her, letting my tongue explore her mouth and silence her while she kicked her hose off her legs under me. As she did, my strong hands worked her little buttons undone and pulled her shirt off, and the next moment, her bra was gone, too.
I stood up on my knees and glowered down at her with hunger. She was naked in front of me, red-faced and dizzy with need as I was.
There was no going back, now, not unless she asked me to stop.
When she didn’t, I reached to my pants and undid the buttons.
Chapter Eight
Haley
“Oh my God,” I murmured, looking at his massive shaft springing free. My eyes widened and I could feel my heartbeat quicken. I couldn’t believe it. I mean, it wasn’t like I had never seen Chase’s cock before. We had been intimate in college. We never actually had real, complete intercourse back then, but we had definitely seen each other naked. And yet, somehow, he seemed even bigger now than he used to be. I knew that couldn’t be possible, but still. Maybe it had just been a really, really long time since I was this close with anyone.
I looked up at Chase through a thick row of lashes. He was standing in front of me as I kneeled on the bed, with that irresistible smirk on his handsome face. In the low light of the bedside lamp, I could trace the sharp cut of his jawline with my eyes, the shape of his powerful muscles as he cast a broad shadow over me. In my day to day life, I usually felt pretty average, size-wise. I was slender, but not frail. I wasn’t very tall, but I wasn’t short, either. But somehow, kneeling in front of Chase’s imposing frame, I felt tiny. Fragile. Delicate. Like he could snap me in half without even trying.
And instead of frightening me, that fact just turned me on even more.
“Are you all right?” Chase asked softly.
He reached down to cup my cheek and I leaned into his warm touch, closing my eyes and smiling. I nodded, then opened my eyes again to meet his gaze. He was so gorgeous, almost too stunning to even look at directly. Every angle and line of his body was breathtaking. Muscles bound with power, his strength reined in by a heavy measure of self-control. His cock was hard, his body tensing with anticipation. I knew it was taking all his restraint to stay calm and patient with me, and that filled me with a warmth I couldn’t quite understand.
“I’m fine. You’re just… big,” I admitted. I bit my lip sheepishly.
Chase smiled and bent slightly to kiss me on the forehead. “We can go slow,” he told me emphatically. “I won’t push you if you don’t want me to.”
But I want you to, I thought to myself. A pang of intense desire and longing ached in my chest. My whole body was on pins and needles, hot and nearly trembling.
“It’s been a long time,” I mumbled. I tucked my hair behind my ears nervously.
“I can more than make up for that,” Chase promised, with just a twinge of devilish bravado. But it wasn’t just bravado, not really. Because it was true, and we both knew it. Hell, every cell in my body knew that. He could rock my world. He already had, with his fingers and his tongue between my trembling thighs. Now it was my turn to rock his world. I only hoped I could give him even half of the pleasure he gave me,
“Can I touch you?” I asked, my voice hardly above a whisper. Chase nodded.
My heart thumped almost painfully in my chest as I reached out and wrapped both of my hands around his long, thick cock. His skin was smooth and hot, his shaft hard as a steel rod. He leaned ever so slightly into my hands, urging me to move, to keep going. That was enough prodding for me. Just the idea that this glorious man could want me to pleasure him this way was enough to turn me on. I began to slowly, methodically slide my hands up and down his shaft, working his massive length. I let my thumbs slip up over the sensitive swollen head of his cock, teasing him, coaxing sweet little beads of precum from the tip. Chase groaned in appreciation, reaching down to cup the back of my head, his fingers tangling in my hair.
Suddenly, it wasn’t enough just to feel his cock in my hands. I needed to taste him, capture that drop of honey on my tongue. I l
eaned forward and licked the head of his cock, looking up at him to gauge his response. Chase closed his beautiful eyes and pressed gently at the back of my head, urging me to do more. I gladly pulled his cock into my mouth, letting my tongue slide around the head and the sensitive underside. I moaned, feeling my pussy getting wetter by the second as I took more and more of his cock between my lips. I could feel his thickness stretching my cheeks, making my mouth almost ache. I pushed my head down until I could feel the tip of his shaft tickling at the back of my throat. I almost coughed, but I was determined to do this right. I steadied myself and pushed down to the hilt, gripping his thighs with both hands.
“Oh fuck,” Chase groaned. I slowly began to bob up and down on his cock, sucking him hard. It gave me an immense, indescribable pleasure to make him feel this good. Chase was starting to rock his hips slightly, his huge hand still pressing softly at the back of my head to keep his cock inside my mouth. Every time his length brushed against the back of my throat, I couldn’t help but think about how it might feel to have him deep inside my aching pussy.
“Touch yourself. I want you to be wet for me, Haley,” he ordered.
Obediently, I reached down to gently circle my clit with two fingers while I deep-throated his massive cock. I was still sensitive and tingly from the aftershock of Chase making me come, and I couldn’t help but twitch and moan as I rubbed my clit. With every moan, I knew I was sending delicious vibrations through his cock, intensifying the pleasure. I sucked him harder and faster, my own desire bounding out of control.
Chase’s body started to tense up and I could tell he was starting to lose control, which only made me more determined to get him off. I wanted to feel him come, taste him on my tongue. But then, suddenly, he gently pushed me back. My lips left his cock with a wet pop and he took my chin in his hand, tilting my face up to look at him. He shook his head, a look of mingled arousal and warning on his face.
“Not yet. I’m not finished with you,” he growled. “Lie back.”
I dutifully scooted back on the bed and reclined, watching him like a hawk. He grabbed my thighs and spread them further apart as he leaned over, looming over me on the soft bed. He reached down to run his finger along my slick sex. I shivered and moaned, which brought a smirk to his face. He raised his finger to his lips and sucked my juices off, then positioned the head of his thick cock at my aching pussy. I was shaking, holding my breath, almost too afraid to move. Was this really happening? It seemed too good to be true. Just an amazing dream I would wake up from at any moment.
“Are you ready?” Chase asked between gritted teeth. I could tell he was summoning all his strength to hold back, to wait until I said yes. It was awe-inspiring to see just how gentle and powerful he could be at the same time. He was sweet. He was patient. But I knew that as soon as I said the word, I would be in for the ride of my life.
I wasn’t exactly a virgin, but I certainly wasn’t the sex goddess I wished I was at the moment. I wanted to give him exactly what I knew he could give me, but the best I could do was hold on tight. I bit my lip and nodded.
“I-I’m ready. Yes,” I whispered back.
Chase leaned down to capture my lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue probing into my mouth as his huge hand cupped my cheek. In one swift, fluid movement, he slid the full length of his thick cock inside me. I whimpered and moaned into Chase’s mouth as he kissed me harder, swallowing down my cries of mingled pain and pleasure. He was so big, and I was so tight from years and years of almost no intimacy at all. Hell, I couldn’t even remember the last time I had touched myself, much less had a gigantic cock inside me.
He broke the kiss and grabbed my hips, holding me steady as he began to slide his cock in and out of my pussy. I could feel every single slight movement with every fiber in my body, my thighs trembling as I struggled to remember to breathe. My delicate, over-sensitive sex ached and pulsed, my hands flailing out to grab hold of the sheets.
Chase reached up with one hand to fondle my breast, rolling the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, sending spirals of bliss down through my body and making me even wetter than before. He reared back, nearly withdrawing entirely, then slammed into my slick heat. I cried out, my eyes rolling back in my head. Chase wasn’t holding back, not anymore. He fucked me harder and faster, the engorged head of his massive shaft striking against a spot deep inside me that no one had ever touched before. It almost hurt, it felt so fucking good. I hadn’t felt this way in years. Not since the last time he was in my bed.
My whole body was on fire, the flames licking at my flesh and making me writhe and whimper. Chase bent down to kiss me again, his hand gently pressing at my throat, just enough to give me a thrill of danger but nowhere near enough to hurt or scare me. His cock slammed into me again and again, and before long I was tensing up and shuddering as I climaxed.
“Oh my God! Chase!” I panted. My whole body erupted into involuntary shivers. He didn’t let up for even a second, pounding into my pussy harder and harder.
“Good girl,” he growled. He traced my bottom lip with his thumb. “Come for me.”
He reached down to rub my clit as he fucked me and within seconds I was coming again, my heat gushing all over his cock. “It feels so good,” I whispered, barely choking out each word.
“Just like that, Haley. Such a sweet, tight little pussy,” he groaned. I could feel the muscles in his body tensing up, his body anticipating his own climax. I wanted it more than anything. I needed it. To feel him pump me full of his hot come.
“Give it to me,” I muttered. “Please. I want to feel you come.”
“Keep talking like that and you can have whatever you want,” he replied, half-warning and half-inviting me. His hips moved faster and faster, his cock spearing into that sweet spot deep inside me over and over again.
“Please, Chase,” I whispered, “I need it.”
And that was all it took.
Chase reared back and slammed into me hard one last time. I felt a rush of warmth and satisfaction as he shot his hot seed deep inside me. I clenched my legs around him, holding him there as his cock twitched and jolted.
“Oh fuck,” he growled, pumping into me a few final times before slowly withdrawing. He leaned down to lie next to me on the bed, kissing my face, my arms, my hands. I could feel his come starting to leak out of my pussy as we lay there together, exhausted but happy.
We stayed there in the silence, neither of us wanting to move and dispel the magic settling in around us. It was over, but I didn’t feel shame, only relief and happiness. I had a feeling that Chase felt the same way. After a while, he pulled up the sheets over us and we began to drift off to sleep. As I closed my eyes, I reminded myself that it would all turn out okay. He was just an extremely irresistible ex passing through town. It was a one-time thing, and I would have to be happy with that. After all, I needed this desperately. And who better to satisfy my long-overdue needs than the sexiest man on the planet?
Chapter Nine
Chase
When I woke up, I could feel that it was early without glancing at the clock. I kept my eyes shut and gave a satisfied sigh as I rolled over in bed, memories of last night still fresh in my mind.
I slipped my hand to my side and felt warmth, and I knew Haley was still there. My lips curled into a soft smile in the pillow. I could feel the weight of her body in the mattress next to me, and I knew that she was part of the reason that I felt so refreshed and invigorated. Thanks to my workout routine, I rarely woke up groggy or aching, but this morning was something special, and I had the woman next to me to thank for that.
The smell of sex was still in the air, and the thought that it was the first scent that would greet Haley’s morning was oddly satisfying.
Just one night.
A reunion.
I felt my smile grow, and I wondered if that thought had been on Haley’s mind when she drifted off to sleep last night.
I finally turned my head toward her and opened my eyes.
The sight of her was like an arrow through my heart.
A little of her black hair was over her eyes, and her lips were pushed out, her face sloppily pushed into the pillow. Her long eyelashes looked so peaceful, and I’d think she were a statue or a painting if the sheets weren’t slowly rising and falling with her every breath.
My cock twitched at the sight of her. Fuck, she was so beautiful, even more so like this. Something about such a prim and professional woman letting loose and dozing messily made my blood run hot.
Really, though, every little thing about her drove me wild. The sight of her here reminded me of so much of what I loved about her from college. She was a heavy sleeper. I could jump up and down on the bed, and she’d still be snoozing. She folded her arms under her at an awkward angle that I used to tease her about. She could sleep on her right side or stomach, but never her left side, or she’d be twitching and uncomfortable. Whenever she slipped into freshly washed sheets, she liked to wiggle her legs vigorously in them and enjoy the feeling of the fresh fabric while she got cozy.
Every one of those little details about her swam through my head and reminded me how much I regretted leaving her.
It had made sense at the time, as painful as it had been. I had done it thinking it was best for both of us.
Maybe I had been right. I’d never really know what the alternative might have been. All I knew was that my body was aching for her right here and now.
In truth, I wanted nothing more than to lunge forward at that peacefully snoozing face and kiss her awake, then start groping her bare breasts and turn her over to give her a taste of cock to start the day off.
But when I finally stretched out my massive frame in the bed and pushed the sheets off myself, standing up and looking down at my cock that was still stiff at the mere thought of her in the morning, I couldn’t keep a pang of guilt from running through me.
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