Lucky: The Irish MC

by West, Heather

  I felt a chill run through my body. “You didn’t leave me alone with Peyton after you started to suspect anything, right?”

  Chase shook his head. “No, Lacey,” he said patiently. I was surprised; based on his temper, I expected him to really act like a shithead if I accused him of something like that. “No, when I went back to get you, that’s when I started to know.”

  I thought back to that night and everything that had happened. Our faux date at the restaurant; the waitress unable to take her eyes off of Chase. I’d been jealous for one of the first times in my life. Remembering it didn’t exactly make me feel any better, but a mirthless giggle escaped my lips.

  “And then?” I looked up.

  “And then all the pieces started to fall into place,” Chase said finally. “That old man and I made a bargain. He sold me a gun. I drove out to the warehouse where I knew Peyton was hiding. I was ready to ambush them and the one of his thugs attacked me from behind. Before I knew it, I was tied up and helpless.”

  “Wait,” I said, narrowing my eyes. “How do you mean you just went out there? If you knew about it before, why didn’t you check it before now? Don’t you think that would have helped you find out about Peyton?”

  Chase gave a jerk of his head. “That’s not exactly it,” he admitted. “I…I got a phone call from Peyton. He said that he had you.” Chase made eye contact with me, then looked at the floor. “I went ballistic, I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t want to believe it, Lacey, but it felt like I had no other choice.”

  I felt like someone had dropped me into a lake of ice water. A chill ran down my spine and through my limbs. Tears came to my eyes and I felt as though my heart was going to stop beating.

  “They threatened you with me?” I whispered, finally. Chase nodded. He looked ashamed. “And what did they say about me when I got there? Why did you believe them?”

  Chase looked supremely uncomfortable. “They had a recording,” he said in a low tone. “It was your voice. They must have been spying on us at some point. They had you calling my name.”

  I shook my head. “That never happened,” I stammered. “I’ve never even seen one of them before!”

  Chase shook his head. “It doesn’t matter,” he said stonily. “They had you.”

  The tears that had welled up in my eyes now threatened to spring unbidden down my face. Chase gave me a strange look and it took a few moments for me to realize that it was sympathy. The attention was too much to bear; tears started rolling down my cheeks and I covered my face in my hands.

  “Don’t cry, Lacey,” Chase said in a strangled voice. “It’ll be okay. It’ll be okay, I promise.”

  Chapter Thirty Three

  My body was racked with sobs and I could barely breathe through my tears. Chase came over and sat close to me, wrapping his arms around me and holding me tight. I kept crying and crying, unable to make myself stop no matter how secure he was making me feel. I closed my eyes tight and buried my face in his chest. Chase wrapped his arms around me and stroked my back.

  “Are you gonna be okay?” he whispered in my ear, nuzzling me softly. I don’t know if it was the fact I was already upset or the fact that it had been weeks since we’d touched, but between my legs started to grow warm and tingly. I swallowed hard, feeling confused by the flood of emotion in my body. Part of me wanted to keep sobbing on Chase’s shirt and the other part of me wanted him to carry me back to my bedroom and rip my dress off.

  “I’ll be fine,” I said through sniffles. Chase exhaled loudly and put a hand under my chin. He tilted my face up so I was looking right at him. “What?” I asked softly.

  Chase bit his lower lip. “Lacey,” he said in a gruff voice. “I really am sorry about this. More than you know. No matter what happens, I promise I’ll always keep you safe.”

  A hot tear squeezed out of my eye and rolled down my cheek. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep,” I muttered. “You don’t have to keep me safe, Chase.”

  “Yes I do,” Chase growled in return. He leaned in close and I could smell a hint of beer and tobacco on his breath. It was like the return of an old friend and I closed my eyes in happiness. I closed my eyes and leaned my forehead against his.

  “I’ve missed you,” I admitted in a soft voice without opening my eyes. Chase sighed. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close against his chest. Through my thin dress, I could feel his heart beating. I closed my eyes and tilted my face up for a kiss. When our lips touched, it was like they’d never been apart.

  Chase kissed me with urgency. He slipped his tongue between my lips and caressed my own with his. I moaned softly into his mouth and Chase grunted and picked me up. Without breaking our kiss, he set me back down on his lap and pressed into my back with his hands. The itchy material of my dress scratched against my skin and made me squirm. Chase grunted softly and pulled the hemline up, spreading my legs on his lap and wrapping them around his torso. I could feel his muscular body pressing against the sensitive spot between my legs and a wave of desire pushed through me. I groaned softly as Chase’s hands slid down to my ass and squeezed each cheek firmly.

  “I missed you, too,” Chase whispered in my ear when we broke apart. “But don’t tell anyone or I’ll have to do some awful things to you.”

  Shivers ran through my body when he said “awful things.” I looked up at him with a blush across my face.

  “Don’t be too awful,” I teased. “I might not survive to tell the story.”

  Chase growled. “I’ll do anything I want,” he replied. “And you’ll still enjoy it, Lacey. I know you always like what I do to you. You love it, Lacey,” he repeated. Chase buried a hand in my hair and yanked my head back so we were gazing into each other’s eyes. His bright green orbs penetrated my whole body and I felt as though I couldn’t move. I bit my lip, unable to speak. Everything Chase had said to me was the truth. I loved everything he did, I loved every way that he touched me. I could never manage to think about it afterwards, but he knew how to turn me on like no other. With a smirk, I thought about how Mark’s touch would have left me limp. This dress would have been wasted on him.

  As if reading my mind, Chase nuzzled my shoulder. “No one can please you like me,” he growled in a low voice. “No one can make you come like I can, Lacey,” he murmured into my body. “You’re all mine, forever.”

  I shivered as Chase’s hands slid over my body. “I know,” I whispered. My own pleas sounded weak in comparison. “I’m yours,” I told him. “And I think you know that.” Chase growled in response. He leaned forward and kissed me savagely, parting my lips with his tongue and shoving it inside my mouth. I melted against him and moaned softly. Chase reached to my back and ripped my dress apart with a practiced hand. The tearing of the fabric sounded incredibly loud to me and I felt desire pulse between my legs as I realized soon I’d be naked on Chase’s lap. With careful hands, he tugged the shreds of fabric away from my skin and tossed them on the floor. The air inside was chilly and my flesh was instantly pimpled all over. The rough material of Chase’s shirt scratched against my nipples and sent a whole new frenzy of pleasure through my body.

  I was clad only in panties and a stick-on strapless bra as Chase moved his hands down my chest. When he felt the gummy material covering my breasts, he frowned. “What is this?”

  I laughed nervously. “It’s for performing,” I said. “It’s so a bra doesn’t show under my dress.”

  Chase ripped it off and I cried out in pain. He cupped my breasts in his rough hands and massaged the nipples until I was howling with pleasure on his lap. When I looked down, my skin was bright red from the force of him removing my bra. “I like you better like this,” Chase informed me. I could only whimper in response as he caressed my most sensitive areas. “You’re more vulnerable.”

  Between my legs, my pussy was throbbing underneath my thin cotton panties. Eagerly, I squirmed and shifted on Chase’s lap, desperate for some pleasure or release. Chase sat still and watched me. Hi
s green eyes were blazing with desire and I shivered when I imagined the final moment of our lovemaking.

  Chase shifted and I slid further down in his lap. His belt buckle rubbed against the crotch of my panties, making me gasp. At my reaction, Chase let out a deep chuckle. He grabbed my knees and pushed his hips against my crotch. Pleasure radiated through my body in hot waves and I closed my eyes, feeling sweat bead on my forehead. Chase growled under his breath and leaned forward. I felt his teeth nip at my neck and I shuddered with a loud groan. Between my legs was pulsing and hot.

  Chase picked me up with one hand and lifted me off his lap so I was standing in front of him. I felt even more exposed since he was fully dressed; my thin panties were soaked with my arousal and I wiggled, feeling the material slide against my sensitive skin. Chase looked at me and licked his lips. “You’re perfect,” he said under his breath. “You’re a fucking angel, Lacey.”

  I blushed. “I’m not,” I said quietly. Chase shook his head and held his finger up to my lips. Slowly, he traced it down my neck and over my collarbone. When he got to my breasts, he circled my nipples with his index finger until I was moaning in pleasure. A hot blush spread up my neck and over my cheeks and forehead as he teased me relentlessly. Just when I was about to cry out in agony, Chase stood up and walked into the kitchen. I heard the freezer door opening and then slam shut. When Chase returned, he was carrying in ice tray. My heart started to pound even faster and I shook my head from side to side. Chase gave me a wicked grin and cracked the tray in his hands. Cubes of ice jumped to the floor; one landed on my foot and I shivered at the cold sensation on my hot skin. Chase reached down and grabbed a couple of the ice cubes. He held his hand out close to my face and caressed my cheek with the frozen cube. I shivered instinctively; it was cold, but it felt amazing against my overheated skin. Chase grinned as he slipped two of his fingers with an ice cube into my mouth.

  “Suck,” he commanded. “Show me what a good little girl you are.”

  Blushing furiously, I locked eyes with Chase and began to suck and lick at his fingers. He bit his lip and groaned in pleasure as I flicked my tongue over the rough skin and smooth ice. Chase’s hands were so big that my jaw was straining almost immediately but I kept sucking, pulling his fingers so far into my mouth that I was almost gagging. Drips of water and saliva ran down my chin and Chase gently wiped them away with his free hand before pulling his fingers out of my mouth. He tossed the almost-melted ice cube on the carpet and grabbed a fresh one out of the tray. Without removing his eyes from me, Chase reached out and stroked the cube down my neck. I shuddered at the sensation; unlike on my face, I felt goose bumps where the ice touched my skin. Chase slowly stroked his hand down my torso and wiped my breasts with the ice. I moaned loudly and Chase grinned. He reached over with his free hand and squeezed one of my breasts. His other hand was remarkably warm and I purred as the hot and cold sensations rocked my whole world. He slipped the ice cube over my nipple and traced a torturous circle around the areola. My nipple puckered and stood out painfully hard. Chase removed the ice and leaned close to my body. When he was only a few inches away from my bare skin, he gently blew. His warm breath felt amazing and I shivered as I felt my skin begin to slowly thaw.

  Chase grinned at me and slipped the ice cube down my belly. He traced a little wet circle around my belly button and I shivered. When he got to my panties, he looked up at me with his green eyes blazing.

  I bit my lip, unsure of what he was going to do. Chase slipped a finger inside the waistband of my panties and tugged them down just a bit. He reached forward and poked at the little tuft of pubic hair that poked out. I blushed and looked up at the ceiling but a sharp tweak to one of my nipples made me cry out and look back down at Chase.

  “You keep your eyes on me,” he instructed. “You don’t ever look away from me or I’ll punish you.”

  I nodded solemnly, feeling a warm gush of arousal between my legs. Chase licked his lips and leaned closer. Before I knew what he was doing, he slipped the cube of ice into my panties. The cold sensation against my pussy shocked me and I cried out and wriggled, trying to move the ice cube away from my clit. Chase grinned and stuck his finger out, tracing damp circles on the cotton. I could feel the ice melting but the water was incredibly cold and I began to plead with him to touch me.

  “Spread your legs,” Chase commanded. “And if you let the ice out of your panties, you’ll regret it.” I murmured obedience and gracefully tried to widen my stance. As I did, the ice cube shifted. Cold water leaked through my panties and streamed down my leg. The sensation felt remarkably like I had pissed myself and I blushed a furious crimson red. Chase’s grin widened and he growled at me.

  “More ice,” he commanded. “It melted too fast that time.”

  “No,” I begged. “Please. Please, Chase. Please fuck me right now!”

  Chase shook his head. He reached into the ice tray and pulled out two big cubes, slipping them into the crotch of my panties. Even though my skin felt frozen to begin with, the new addition of more ice was almost painful. Tears welled up in my eyes and I thrust my hips forward in attempt to get the ice away from my sensitive pussy. Soon, the two cubes began to melt and I felt their hard edges soften inside my panties. Every time I moved or wriggled, the wet fabric brushed against my clit and made me pulse with desire.

  Chase got to his hands and knees and crawled between my spread legs. When he kneeled on the carpet, his face was eye-level with my pussy. Licking his lips, he leaned forward and tongued my little strip of pubic hair. I shivered at the feel of his warm, rough tongue against my bare skin. Chase reached up and planted his hands firmly on my ass cheeks. He gripped the flesh tightly between his fingers and wrenched them apart so my labia was parted. I shrieked as the ice cubes slid down in my crotch and made contact with my exposed and swollen clit. Pleas and cries escaped my mouth and I felt tears roll down my cheek with the unexpectedly intense sensation.

  With a growl, Chase nipped at the inside of my thigh. He licked some of the water that was dripping down the side of my leg and then placed his mouth over my crotch. Through my soaked panties, he began to suck and lick at me with his hot mouth. I felt the remnants of the ice melt almost instantly as he lavished my pussy with his tongue. Moaning, I leaned down and rested my hands on his head. Chase tightened his grip on my ass and buried his face in my crotch, snuffling and licking and sucking with abandon. The sensation was incredibly intense and soon I began to feel small shocks of pleasure in my crotch. I moaned Chase’s name loudly and threw my head back. My cries echoed off the ceiling and thin walls of my apartment.

  Chase pulled away and yanked my sodden panties down with one hand. The lukewarm air of the room felt chilly against my wet skin. He slid his hands down my legs and grabbed my ankles, making me spread even farther. The muscles in my thighs ached almost at once and I shuddered knowing that Chase could see every inch of my exposed pussy and ass. He nipped at my labia and I shuddered and shrieked with pleasure. Without warning, he plunged one of his fat fingers inside of me. He began to pump it in and out of my pussy and soon I felt my arousal dripping down onto his hand. My legs felt weak and shaky and I moaned loudly, digging my fingers into Chase’s scalp. He kept fingering me until I could feel myself just about to come. It was almost as if he knew when he yanked his fingers out and stuck him in his mouth, sucking the arousal from his hand.

  Slowly, his fingers found their way back to my pussy and stroked my labia. I shivered as he inched his fingers towards me once more, but he kept going until he was stroking the soft spot of flesh between my pussy and my ass. I shuddered, anticipating something truly awful, but when he began to gently rub his finger in circles over my ass, I was amazed at how it felt. Warm sensations began to move through my body again with his gentle touch. It wasn’t as intense as it felt when he rubbed my clit, but I was surprised to find myself gently moaning and yielding to his touch. I felt my asshole pucker as he slipped a fingertip inside and wiggled it. The sensation was
incredible but the rest of my body was crying out for attention. Sweat beaded on my forehead as I struggled to stay upright, and I could feel a trickle of perspiration making its way down my back. Chase continued to gently flick my ass, then pulled his finger away. I felt his hot breath on my pussy and I shivered, anticipating more of what he’d just been doing. Instead, he licked and bit at the cheeks of my ass before moving closer and gently tonguing my asshole. Pleasure flooded my body as he licked at my most private of areas, and I felt a hot flush spread down over my torso. My thighs were shaking with the effort of holding the position but Chase’s delicate flicks of the tongue were making me squeal and moan with pleasure. He slipped two fingers inside of my pussy with his free hand and began to thrust them in and out as he stuck his tongue deep inside my ass. Warm pleasure coiled in my belly and the second I felt his tongue stroke at my clit, I knew I was going to explode. I cried out just as he pulled away, my orgasm snatched from me in an instant.

  Chase got to his free and wrapped his arms around me, picking me up off the floor as if I weighed nothing. He carried me through the hallway and into my bedroom, kicking open the door with his foot so hard that it banged against the wall. Chunks of plaster fell from the ceiling and peppered the floor with white. I closed my eyes as Chase threw my body down on the bed. My legs were still aching from having stood in that precarious position for so long, but it was a relief to be lying down. Still, every muscle in me pulsed with want for Chase and his hard cock. My nerves were twitching and on edge as I watched him strip off his shirt and toss it on the floor. As before, my eyes flicked over the tattoos covering Chase’s chest. He unfastened his belt and stepped out of his pants. When he was clad only in boxers, he got on the bed and grabbed me. Chase pushed me closer to the wall and spread my legs, grabbing my ankles and pulling them wide apart. He dove in between my legs with abandon, sucking and licking at my clit until I was screaming. He kept building me and building me to orgasm and then ripping me away viciously at the last second before I could come. I could feel the tears leaking out of my eyes as I screwed them shut and tilted my face to the ceiling, begging Chase for release.