And, just like that, I started laughing.
That’s what this woman did to me. She made me feel…everything.
She started laughing with me. “We are so sorry. How did we go from hot and heavy to laughing like fools?” she asked. “So much for seducing you into forgiving me.”
My head dropped back to lean on the chair as I looked into her brown eyes. “Babe, short of cheating on me, I can’t see myself never forgiving you for anything. But feel free to seduce me whenever you feel the need.”
She kissed me long and hard before she got off my lap and bent herself over my desk presenting her blacked laced ass to me. I didn’t waste any more time. I jumped up unbuttoning and unzipping my pants. Holding my rock hard cock in one hand, I ripped the pathetic scrap of black lace off her body with the other. I ran the head of my cock up and down her wet slit to gauge how ready she was.
And she was ready.
I rammed my cock into her hot heat, promising to make up the foreplay up to her later. “Oh, God, Chase!”
I grabbed a hold of her hips and started rutting into her like I needed to fuck all other men before me from her memory. I needed Quinn to want only me. I needed her to crave me.
Call me a fucking pussy, but sex really did feel better when emotions were involved. Every time I stuck my cock inside Quinn last night had felt like Heaven, but now, knowing that she actually has feelings for me too…her cunt felt like I’d lose my mind if I was never buried in it again.
I ignored all the items falling off my desk with the force of my thrusts. All that mattered was how tight Quinn’s pussy felt around my cock. I spread her ass cheeks and watched in a sexual high as my cock stretched her cunt open over and over again with each pounding she was receiving.
And then that tight, forbidden puckered hole that she offered up, grabbed my attention.
I concentrated on my aim and I let a drop of spit fall right into that little center. I placed my hand on the split of her ass and started rubbing her entrance with my thumb. “Oh God, oh God, Chase. Holy fuck,” she moaned.
I dipped my thumb into her ass and started moving it in opposition to the rhythm of my dick. My mind started going to filthy, depraved places. I leaned back as far as I could go so I could watch my cock and thumb double penetrate both her openings.
Quinn was pushing her ass back, begging for my assault on her fuck holes and I figured she might as well know just how much I wanted to own her. “It’s not enough, babe.”
“What? What are…” she tried to understand through her pleasure.
I removed my thumb and replaced it with my middle finger, shoving it all the way in to the second knuckle. “Chase…oh, God…Chase, please…”
“I’m going to do more than fuck you up the ass this weekend, Quinn.” She moaned louder at the beginning of my promise to her. “The second, third or fourth time I’m buried in that hot, tight hole of yours this weekend, I’m going to fuck your pussy with that vibrator I know you have in your nightstand, baby.”
She actually stuck her ass out farther and higher for me. I noticed her hands were in a white knuckle grip over her head on the edge of the desk. She was fucking loving this.
“You want that, baby? You want me to fuck you in both your holes? You want to know what it feels like to be filled completely by me?”
“Yes! God, yes, Chase!” She sounded like she was going to explode with desire.
“Good. Because that’s the only way you’ll ever go near another dick ever again, baby. Tell me whatever you want, Quinn, and I will fucking give it to you.”
“You, Chase. I just want you. I want you like this, fucking me like you can’t live without me. I want that big fucking dick of yours making me sore every night, every morning, every fucking day!”
That was it. I pulled my finger out of her ass and grabbing onto her hips again I slammed into her, ignoring her pleas and screaming. “Hurry the fuck up, Q. I’m about to cum deep in your pussy, I need you with me baby.”
“Then make me cum,” she challenged.
And I fell in love with her a little more.
I lifted her hips and angled her body so that I was guaranteed to hit her magic spot. I knew the second I hit it, because her pussy clenched all around me. “That’s it, baby. Give it up for me.”
Unless you’re a man, you can’t understand that feeling you get when the woman you’re with cums all over you. It’s a strange sense of security for us. If I can make Quinn cum unlike any other man before me, then she’ll never feel the need think there’s something better out there.
If you didn’t make a woman feel like you worshipped and desired only her…she could fall easily to another man that did.
“I want to know every secret you have by the end of the weekend, baby. I’m going to make sure you never want to leave my bed, Quinn.”
Her cunt encased my cock so tightly, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I let out a roar as I emptied everything I had into her. “Quinn, baby.”
Her body arched up off the desk, and she threw her head back letting out a scream so loud, I’m sure it could be heard two stories below. “Chase!”
Quinn’s body fell back onto the desk and I fell down over her, spent and dizzy. I could feel her body twitch and her cunt massage my dick in little clenches of aftermath.
“I love you, Quinn,” I whispered against her back. This wasn’t the way I had planned to tell her, but it’s what I was feeling, and I was done playing games with her. “God, woman…the fucking things you do to me.”
After few exhausting seconds, I stood up and tucked myself back into my pants. I reached for Quinn and carried her bride style to the adjoining restroom.
She looked around in surprise as I grabbed a pair of boxer briefs and a dress shirt to put on her. I wasn’t going to let her out of here in a bra and overcoat only. “I don’t think you should have clued me in on knowing there’s a bed in your office.”
I looked over at her and that’s when I knew I was in trouble.
She didn’t need to tell me she loved me back for me to love her with all I had.
Chapter 14
Greed: Because his insanity is kind of cute.
Quinn~
I was lying in Chase’s bed pretending to still be asleep. We had stopped off my apartment last night so I could pack a back, because Chase had made it very clear that I wasn’t leaving his condo all weekend. So, I needed to grab my toothbrush, deodorant, etc.
As soon as we made it through his front door, he had been on me again. It was pretty much a repeat of Thursday night. We went at each other like we couldn’t get enough.
And I couldn’t.
I really couldn’t.
But, now in the quietness of a late Saturday morning, I laid on my side with his chest pressed against my back, finally giving into my thoughts.
I heard Chase tell me as clear as day that he loved me in his office last night and it terrified the hell out of me. A part of me thinks he knew it too, because he never let up off me last night. He never stopped feeding off me until I passed out from exhaustion. He probably thought if I had time to think about it, I’d run.
I wasn’t going to run.
At one point in time, I might have, but now that I could admit my fears and feelings for Chase, I was determined to really try to just be in a normal dating relationship with a man.
It was scary how content I felt waking up with him. I mean, it’s not like I’ve never woken up with a man before. I’ve just never woken up with a man whom I had actual feelings for, besides lust.
But now, without Chase to distract me, I kept replaying his words over and over in my head. I’m not a naïve girl looking for her Prince Charming. I knew people tended to say things in the heat of the moment that they didn’t really mean. He could have meant to say he loved fucking me instead of loved me, but I wasn’t going to ask for clarification. If he said it again, then I’d take him at his word, if he didn’t, then I’d chalk it up to being in the heat of the momen
t.
I felt his arm tightened around my waist and his breath at my ear. “Good morning, babe.”
I closed my eyes and let myself enjoy his warmth. “Good morning.”
“So,” he snuggled closer and I could feel his morning wood poking my ass, “I was thinking we’d get this morning one out of the way, then take a shower where you’ll let me lick away all your soreness, then eat breakfast, lunch, whatever and then we can come back to bed and fuck for the rest of the day.”
“That sounds like a lovely way to spend a Saturday, but as much as it pains me…and it pains me very, very much…I’m going to have to cry uncle on this one. I’m down with your plan through breakfast, but my lady bits are almost swollen shut, Chase.” I grabbed his hand and brought him closer around. “You’re going to have to settle with conversation and quality time after we eat,” and because old habits die hard, “or I can bounce and we can meet up later after my body opens back up for business.”
His body stilled, and he was so quiet, I swear I could hear him thinking. I didn’t know what I was expecting, but him getting out of bed wasn’t it. I turned around and lifted my head in time to see him disappear into the bathroom.
Goddamn it.
How many times was I going to say the wrong thing?
I sat up on the side of the bed and ran my fingers through my nest of bed head hair. I briefly wondered if I was destined to spend this entire relationship apologizing to the man.
Iz was right.
I was an idiot.
I couldn’t say how long I sat there, but it was long enough that I didn’ snap out of my thoughts until I heard a drawer open. I looked up and Chase stood in front of me already dressed in a pair of Oakland Raiders lounge pants and nothing else.
God, the man was perfection.
He was looking down at me and his face was so pensive it made me nervous. I was used to a carefree Chase, hell, even a frustrated Chase, but I didn’t know what to expect from serious Chase.
I didn’t know what my face was giving off, but he put his hands on his hips and finally let out a sigh. “I meant what I said last night, Quinn. I love you. Not sure when it happened or how it happened but I don’t care either way, because it happened. I’m not some green, needy adolescent who needs you to say it back so that we can ride off into the sunset together, and I’m fine if you don’t love me back, because eventually you will.”
“Chase…”
He shot me a look that shut me up. “What I won’t put up with, though, is you acting like my words hold so little meaning that spending time without you outside the bedroom is some sort of chore or sacrifice. It’s not.”
I couldn’t look him in the eye any longer. I dropped my head down feeling like a complete heel. I wrapped the sheet around my body feeling ashamed of myself.
I didn’t deserve his love.
I was too broken to appreciate and cherish it.
I stood up trying to wrap the sheet around my entire body, and looking down around to make sure I was covered, I offered the best solution for right now. “I think I better go.”
Chase’s arms came around me, pulling me into his lap as he sat on the bed. “Not happening, babe. I haven’t forgotten everything you said to me last night, you know. I haven’t forgotten how you stood in front of me, all pride aside, and told me you were scared. But I’m not going to let your fear belittle my love.”
I tucked my head in the crook of his neck. “This was way easier when you were only after my body, Chase.”
He let out a small chuckle. “I was never only after your body, Q. I’ve always wanted more from you. I just had to hide it until I got you so hooked on my cock, you’d quit telling me to kick rocks.”
I couldn’t stop the laughter that erupted. “You’re a dick.”
“I know, babe. I know.” I felt him kiss the top of my head. We sat there silently for a heartbeat before he offered a truce. “I won’t say it anymore if it makes you feel uncomfor-”
I looked up so quickly, I’m surprised I didn’t knock his chin off. “No. No, Chase. I…I’m…I might not be ready to say it back yet, but I’m not going to lie and tell you that hearing you say you love me doesn’t make me feel safe.”
His lip curled up in a smirk. “Good, because I wasn’t really going to stop saying it.”
I stink-eyed him. “One day I’m going to smother you with a pillow, aren’t I?”
“I think you should reevaluate your murdering methods. Smothering me will a pillow will never work. Your best bet is to stage a slip and fall.”
“You’re probably right.”
He deposited me back on the bed as he stood up. “Okay, go take a shower and continue to work on possible murder scenarios while I make breakfast. I’ll meet you in the kitchen.”
I couldn’t stop the smile spreading across my face as he walked out of the bedroom. It wasn’t until he was out of sight that I disentangled myself from the sheets and headed towards the bathroom.
As soon as I was done showering and brushing my teeth, I decided to be a girlfriend. Instead of grabbing my clothes, I went over to Chase’s closet and pulled out an old washed through sports t-shirt he had, so that we could match.
Like the mushy idiot that I was, apparently.
I realized putting it on that I wanted to show him that I was really trying here. Oh, fuck, who was I kidding? I had no idea what the hell I was doing.
Oh, well. If this thing was going to be a mess, so be it. But it’d be our mess.
I walked into the kitchen and Chase was just setting the plates. “Just in time to…” he stopped talking when he looked up and saw me walking up to the kitchen island. He face was expressionless and I wasn’t sure if helping myself to his wardrobe was such a good idea after all.
“Smells great,” I commented, hoping my nonchalant attitude would ease my butterflies.
“Jesus, Q. How the fuck am I supposed to keep my hands off of you with you sitting there in my t-shirt? Are you trying to drive me crazy?”
My female ego couldn’t help but smile. “So, you don’t mind that I made myself at home in your clothes?”
He went to the fridge to get out some juice. “Mind? I’d have you dressed in my clothes everyday if I thought you’d go for it.” He came over, handing me my juice as he sat down next to me. “You like football? Sports?”
“I know the basics of most sports, but I like baseball. The Dodgers,” I answered.
“Okay, well, moving forward we’re a football family and you will like the Raiders. I like baseball, but not die hard like football. I can get behind The Dodgers.” He started in on his breakfast. “What about basketball?”
I finished eating a forkful of eggs. “Maybe we should concentrate on the two kids we have before we start thinking about having another one.”
He nodded. “You’re probably right. What about the girls? Do they watch sports?”
“Ace doesn’t like them or dislike them, but she’ll watch whatever’s on. Iz loves only one sport and that is football.”
Chase was so quiet all you could hear in the kitchen was our utensils scraping against our plates as we ate. Chase finally asked, “College or NFL?”
“Both,” I answered, trying not to laugh.
“Is she from California?”
“Yes,” I replied, as I continued to eat my breakfast.
I could hear Chase finally throw his fork down. “Which teams does she root for, Q?”
I laughed and put him out of his misery. “She roots for Stanford and Oakland, Chase.”
He faced back towards his plate. “Fucking Christ, Quinn, that’s all you had to say.”
“So, all is right with the world again?”
He grunted. “The second you first tell me you love me back, it will be.”
I laughed and went back to having the best breakfast I’ve ever had.
Chase~
I watched as Kane sat flat on his haunches, staring at me like I’m growing horns out of my head. “Uh, do you mind
not sitting there just gawking at me?”
“What the hell do you expect me to do? You come over to help me put together this entertainment center and just blurt out that you’re in love with Quinn, and I’m not supposed to gawk at you?”
I looked over at my brother. “Uh, yeah. You’re acting like I just told you I’m scheduling a sex change operation.”
“I’d probably be less surprised if you had.”
“Fuck you, Kane.”
He went back to separating pieces. “Are you sure it’s love and not just a comfortable convenience because you guys all have this little group thing going?”
Now it was my turn to stop what I was doing. I looked over at him. “I know for a fact it isn’t. You know, Kane, everyone forgets that it was me who wanted to go after the girls when we saw them at Xavier’s that first time. I’m the one who begged Julian to throw out all thoughts of unethical and immoral behavior. I’m the one who came up with Plan B to kidnap them if things didn’t-”
“Whoa, wait.” Kane started shaking his head and flailing his hands about. “Kidnapping? You were on board to kidnap a trio of females you never met?”
I went back to separating the pieces. “Only if we had had to, but we didn’t, so it all worked out. The point is that while Q and I might have been the last to pair up, I wanted her first.”
“Chase…” The front door opened cutting Kane off.
I looked up. “What are you guys doing here?”
Julian snorted. “We came to help put that shit together.”
Nick followed behind carrying a 24 pack of beer. “Yeah, we know how you two get when you guys try to do anything together.”
“Hey!” both Kane and I objected in unison.
Nick headed towards the kitchen, ignoring us both.
Julian plucked the packaged instructions out of my hands. “You know he’s right.”
Nick walked back into the living room, holding four beers in his hands and started passing them out. “Where are you guys with this thing?”
Kane huffed. “Admittedly, not that far. Chase was distracting me with a ridiculous tale about how you three considered kidnapping Quinn, Avery and Isabella the first night you met them.”
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