by Lacey Wolfe
SARAH’S CHASE
Copyright © 2012, Lacey Wolfe
Publisher: Southern Girl Press, Second Edition
Edited by Loria Grace
Cover by ML Kendall
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Sarah’s Chase
Lacey Wolfe
Back Cover Blurb
It’s been a long time since a man has satisfied Sarah. Deciding to put an end to her dry spell, she seeks out a younger man from her neighborhood with a reputation for pleasing women and taking control. After luring Chase back to her house with the simple excuse of needing a light bulb changed, she learns he’s a Dom. Is Sarah really ready for the pleasure that he can bring her?
Chapter One
Abstinence. It sucked. And Sarah Parker was done with it. Last year, when her second husband ran off with another woman and gave her a curable—thankfully—STD, Sarah decided to give up sex altogether.
She’d been married twice, and each man had left her for someone else. Sarah figured it must have been her. Perhaps she was horrible in bed. Maybe she gave bad blowjobs. After too many hours of analyzing the situation, she came to the conclusion it had to be her. Otherwise, why had she been left not once, but twice? And now she was turning forty-five. Whoever said that being in your forties was the new thirties, was really stupid.
A man hadn’t even turned his head at her in…well, she couldn’t remember the last time that happened. Hell, she’d taken damn good care of herself though out the years. She was tall and lean, with long, blonde hair and big brown eyes. Her breasts were a C Cup, and she could still fit in size eight jeans. It wasn’t like she hadn’t taken care of herself.
Maybe the words she sucks in bed were tattooed to her forehead. Who knows? She had never really been satisfied with sex anyway. Both of her husbands initiated contact every time and they were the only ones left pleased.
But she hoped that was about to change; Sarah was ready to get laid. And she knew just who she wanted it to be: Chase Jones. Chase was the neighborhood party boy. He had a reputation of being a player and dominant in bed. He wasn’t known to ever date women; just to please them and send them on their way. And that’s just what she was looking for—someone to take charge and thoroughly fuck her.
Obviously marriage wasn’t for her, and maybe Chase would teach her a few things. The only problem was that Chase was only twenty-eight. How the hell was she going to get him to even look at her? That’s where it was going to get tricky. She had a few ideas up her sleeve, though, and perhaps one of them just might work.
The first thing she had to do was get him to her house somehow. With a snicker, Sarah climbed up on a ladder, reached up toward the ceiling fan, and unscrewed two of the light bulbs so they would no longer light. After climbing down, she laid an empty box the light bulbs came in on the coffee table. Now all she had to do was get him there to help her figure out why the fan lights no longer worked.
Was this stupid? Maybe. But would it work? Only one way to find out. It was time to strut her stuff down to the neighborhood pool where Chase always hung out on Friday evenings.
* * * *
Chase took a long sip of his beer and sat in a lounge chair by the pool. Music played loudly, and many people were already halfway drunk. Tonight, he was tired. Typically, he brought some young woman home with him to make his evening a little livelier, but tonight he just wasn’t feeling it. In fact, he hadn’t been for a while. He was tired of the parties. The girls his age either didn’t want to settle down yet or wanted to get married ASAP. He would really just like a girl friend that wasn’t looking for much more than companionship.
“Chase,” a perky brunette said as she bounced over, “We’re going to play water volleyball, and I want you to be my partner so I can sit on your shoulders. Come on.”
“Maybe in a bit.”
The girl crossed her arms and pouted. “Awe, please? I don’t want anyone else but you.”
“My back is sore. Not right now.”
Just as she was about to protest, another guy walked over and picked her up. She left giggling and Chase was obviously already forgotten.
Rolling his eyes, he took another long drink of his beer. Chase closed his eyes and enjoyed the coolness of the evening. The radio played one of his favorite songs, and he was so lost in the moment that he didn’t hear anyone come up.
“Excuse me,” an unfamiliar, but very seductive, voice said.
Chase opened his eyes and saw the hot lady who lived up the street from him. Every guy around here wanted a piece of her, but no one dared to attempt it. She was in her forties, but you would never know it by looking at her. Rumors floated around that her last husband cheated on her and that she had sworn off all men. That was probably the reason he never saw her around.
“You’re Chase, right?” she asked.
“I am.” He sat up, letting his eyes continue to take in her tight, tan body.
“I was wondering if you could help me.”
“Anything.”
“The last light bulb blew out in my fan. And while that sounds silly, it’s in the living room, with my nine foot vaulted ceilings. I could really use a man’s help to get it changed.”
He swallowed hard, wanting to do a whole lot more than change her light bulb. He was closer to her then he’d ever been and the scent of vanilla circled around him. His thoughts immediately turned to him imagining his hands in her long blonde hair, pulling her head back, and fucking the hell out of her as she chanted his name.
He shifted in his seat, hoping the bulge in his pants wasn’t obvious. It had been a long time since a woman had erupted such feelings in him. He liked to be in control, and the way she stood there, fidgeting with her fingers, he knew she might be just what he’d been looking for.
“Sure, just let me know when you’d like me to come by,” he replied.
“Can you come now?”
Fuck yeah he could! “Sure, I’m just going to finish my beer and then head home and change. I’ll be over in a bit.”
“Great. Do you know which house is mine?”
He nodded.
Sarah started to walk away and then turned to look at him. “You don’t have to change on my account.” A grin spread across her face. “It’s only a light bulb.”
He smiled in agreement but knew damn well this was not about changing a light bulb.
Chapter Two
Sarah paced her living room. What had she done? Did she really just walk down to the neighborhood pool and ask Chase to change a light bulb? Light bulbs that weren’t even blown. But by the way he looked at her, he had to know this wasn’t really about that.
What if he was laughing with his buddies this very moment about how some old lady wanted his help with something stupid? She didn’t think this through. That is what happens when you haven’t had sex and you decide you want it. Her hormones were doing the thinking for her.
But Chase had looked incredibly sexy. He was shirtless and wearing navy floral trunks. His skin was a
golden bronze and almost matched his dirty blond locks. He had large brown eyes that held a seductive glint at all times. When he’d looked her body up and down, she caught a slight bulge in his pants, which had caused a reaction in her she hadn’t expected. It had been a long time since just a look caused her stomach to flip in anticipation. But then the doubt started to creep in. There was no way he could be attracted to her. Surely she hadn’t really seen him harden.
There was a light knock on the front door. He was here! Sarah straightened her white shorts and black tank top. Clearing her throat, she opened the door.
“Hi Chase, thanks for coming on such short notice.”
Chase stepped inside and, as he walked past her, Sarah took in his appearance. He changed into khaki cargo shorts and a wife beater. His muscles were well defined and her mouth watered. She wanted to touch them so bad, to see just how hard they would feel.
Closing the door, she watched as Chase looked up at her fan. “This is the fan that needs the light changed?”
She nodded. Damn, maybe she had read his body language wrong, and he was really just here to change that stupid light bulb after all.
“I guess I’ll climb up here to check it out, then.”
“Thanks, I really appreciate it. I’m sure you’d much rather be doing something else with your friends.”
As he climbed the ladder, he looked back at her. “It’s no problem, really. I’m always glad to help a beautiful woman.”
Did he really think she was beautiful, or was he just being nice? She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t notice Chase was now off the ladder and standing in front of her.
“You didn’t really ask me here for help with your lights, did you?” he asked.
She shook her head. If she had wanted to speak, there was no way she could. His stare was heavy and she wasn’t sure if he was mad or about to kiss her.
“Tell me why you asked me here.”
She gasped in surprise as he brushed her hair out of her face. Instinctively, she leaned into his touch.
“Are you horny, Sarah?”
“Yes.”
“And you want me to satisfy you?”
Her eyes were locked on his as she nodded.
“Do you know what I want?”
“No.”
“I want to control you.”
Sarah eyes widened. He what? She took a step away from him, but he reached out and grabbed her arm.
“There’s nothing to be scared of. I don’t want to control your life; I want to control your pleasure. I want you to submit to me.”
“What do you mean?” she asked, realizing the rumors were true. He was dominant.
“You let me control your pleasure and trust that I know how to bring you highest satisfaction you can have. It’s been a long time since I’ve had someone submit to me. When I laid my eyes on you tonight, I knew you’d be perfect. Tell me I wasn’t wrong.”
“Are you talking about tying me up and stuff like that?” As she asked him, she couldn’t believe how wet it made her. The thought of Chase having his way with her excited her. What was wrong with her?
“That could come when the time is right.” His finger brushed up and down her arm. Goosebumps formed on her skin and it was as though every nerve stood on edge. “Interested?”
“Yes.” The word tumbled out before she had time to think.
He leaned by her ear and whispered, “Good. Now take your clothes off.” She started to protest, but he placed a finger over her lips. “You’re not to speak unless I give you permission to.”
Not talking might be a good thing. She couldn’t form any words if she wanted to. But was she really going to just take her clothes off? She took a deep breath and thought, what the hell, why not?
She started with her shorts and panties. She wiggled out of them and let them drop to her feet. Stepping away from the pile, she let her fingers nervously grab the hem of her shirt. She glanced at Chase and saw that he stood and watched intensely, his eyes smoldering. Her gaze traveled down, and she could see his erection pressed against his zipper. Sarah could tell that he liked what he saw and it gave her the courage to pull her shirt up over her head and unclasp her bra. Both articles of clothing floated to the floor, and she stood naked in the middle of her living room. Her nipples hardened and her pussy was practically drenched in her own liquids. It had been way too long since she’d been with a man.
* * * *
Chase gulped as he took in the sight of the woman in front of him. He had never seen a woman who looked more beautiful naked than Sarah did at that moment. The years had been really good to her. He never would have guessed he was looking at a forty-something-year-old woman’s body. Her stomach was flat, her breasts were perky, and there wasn’t a shred of fat on this woman. She was toned and firm. His cock sprang to life as she just stood there waiting for him to tell her what to do. Now it was up to him to get his brain to work.
“Go into the dining room and sit on the table.”
Sarah turned and walked toward the dining room as Chase continued to watch her from the living room. He watched her tight, round ass as she walked. Her skin was all bronze and he noticed there wasn’t a tan line on her. Surely she used a tanning bed, fully naked.
Taking in a deep breath to calm his excitement, he grabbed her tank top off the floor and followed her into the dining room. She sat on the table, her eyes toward the floor. He smiled; she was a natural sub. “In order to get you to fully trust me and use your senses, I’m going to blindfold you.”
Without giving her any time to think, he folded her top, placed it around her head and tied it in the back.
“I want you to do everything I say. Nod if you understand.”
She did.
“Lie back on the table, leaving that hot ass of yours on the edge. Place your feet on the edge and open those thighs of yours wide. I want to feast on your pussy.”
He couldn’t help but grin as he watched her expression as everything he had just said registered. Then she did as he said. Once she was in position, with her back flush with the table, he took a moment to just look at her. Letting her body be so exposed to him thrilled him. Her pussy was open and already wet.
First, he touched her, coating his fingers with her juices. Instantly, she let out a soft moan.
“Tell me Sarah, how long has it been since you were with someone?”
“A year.”
Damn, he couldn’t imagine going a year. This woman certainly needed a good fuck and he was going to give her the orgasm of her life. One that would take her days to recover from.
He got on his knees and positioned himself between her legs. Inhaling, he enjoyed the sweet smell that was coming from her, and he couldn’t resist any longer. Leaning forward, Chase swept his tongue from her opening to her clit. She tasted as good as he thought she would, if not better.
His lips closed around her nub and he gently sucked. Her breathing quickened. To intensify the pleasure she was feeling, he hummed against her and her body jerked. As much as he wanted her to hold off from climaxing, it had been way too long for this woman. Perhaps just this one time he would let her cum and enjoy it as her juices flowed into his mouth.
Letting his tongue enter her opening, he used a finger to lightly rub her clit. She slightly grinded into him, but he knew she was doing her best to be quiet and hold off. With a smirk, he moved his tongue faster and pushed her over the edge. She cried out, her hands gripped the edges of the table until her knuckles turned white. Once her body relaxed, he kissed her inner thighs before standing.
He wasn’t done with her just yet.
Chapter Three
Sarah did her best to catch her breath. Why in the world had she ever given up sex? She’d had men go down on her before, but it had never been as good as what Chase had just done. And it really hadn’t been much. But his tongue—wow—the way it flicked her opening and pumped into her, she had to release.
Now she waited to see what was next. Perhap
s this submitting thing wasn’t as bad as she thought. Letting Chase be in charge of her pleasure—yes, please! She wanted more, but with the blind fold on, she wasn’t sure what was going on. Chase had moved away from her, but she sensed he was still near.
She heard the sound of a zipper, and she hoped it meant he was getting naked and he would soon be fucking her.
He cleared his throat. “I need to come before I can properly fuck you. I am going to help you off the table now. I like a woman on her knees as she sucks me.”
He took her hand and helped her off the table. She went right down to her knees.
“Open that pretty mouth of yours.”
She did as he said. At first, he let the tip play with her opened mouth. She felt liquid being rubbed around her lips. Her nipples hardened as her arousal intensified by just this act. How could something like this be turning her on?
His dick began to enter her mouth. Closing her lips around it, she moaned. He was thick and as he kept pushing toward her throat, she couldn’t believe the length. If only she could see it. His fingers tangled into her hair and she braced herself for what was to come.
As her tongue massaged the underside of his shaft, he gyrated into her mouth. His rhythm was quick and with each pump he managed to get farther down her throat. She had no time to gag; all she could do was take it. And good god, she liked his entire cock filling her mouth and throat. Her pussy throbbed and begged to be touched.
“Your mouth feels so damn good. You take my cock like a champ. I’m about to come and you’ll swallow every drop of it.”
He tightened his grip in her hair and his release shot out, hitting the back of her throat. She slightly gagged but swallowed, letting her throat muscles fully milk his shaft.
Once she had swallowed everything he had to offer, he removed himself from her mouth and she waited on what was next.
“You really know how to suck a cock,” he said.
He pulled her to a standing position and removed the tank top from her eyes. Chase was as naked as she, and Sarah let her eyes drift up and down his body. The man was firm and her mouth watered to taste every inch of his tanned body.