by Julie Morgan
I growled into her mouth. “Where’s the fucking zipper?”
She grinned against mine. “On my left side.”
“Duly noted.” I felt along the side of her dress until I found it. I pulled the zipper down and exposed her bare side.
Ainsley’s fingers began working the buttons of my shirt and shoved it over my shoulders and down my arms.
I pulled the dress free from her body, and it dropped to a pile of black on the floor.
She stood before me in only black lace panties and her heels.
I took a step back and admired the beauty before me. She was exotic yet graceful and elegant, and her nipples hardened to the chill in the air.
Tonight, she was mine.
Chapter Eleven
Ainsley
I had waited all my life for something incredible to happen. I had no idea that moment would be right now in Chase Newstrom’s bedroom.
While he was down to his undershirt, pants, and shoes, I stood shivering from nerves and chill in only my panties and stilettos.
I felt exposed and folded my arms in front of my body.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“I’m… I’m embarrassed,” I whispered.
“About what? You’re a beautiful woman.”
I looked at the floor and felt tears build in my eyes. “I have a belly pouch. My legs are thick. I have a big ass. My boobs are huge. I’ve seen the women you take home, Chase. I’m not like them.”
He pressed a finger to my chin and lifted my head. He looked into my eyes and smiled. It was sweet and filled with sincerity.
“You’re here with me because you are not them, Ainsley. Your stomach is perfect. Your legs are strong and sexy as hell. Your ass… Damn, I want to bite it and get my hands on it. I want to squeeze it while you ride my cock. And your tits? Shall I go on about how amazing your tits are?”
I sniffed and let out a small laugh. “Yeah, let’s hear about my tits.”
He grinned. “I would titty fuck you in a heartbeat.”
“Wow, you sweet talker you,” I teased.
I knew what he was doing, and it was working. But that voice in my head still screamed at me to get my clothes on and get the fuck out. That Chase was too good for me. That I didn’t deserve someone like him. My eyes drifted to the floor once more.
“What happened? Where did you go just now?” he asked. “You are a sexy, voluptuous goddess, Ainsley. Any man would give anything to be with you.”
I laughed, then sniffed and wiped at my eyes. “Well, it’s to hear you think that, Chase.”
“I don’t know what happened in your past with prior lovers, but you’re here with me now. Don’t let them invade your mind. It’s just you and me.” He stepped closer and cupped my cheeks. “Just us and no one else.”
“Just us,” I repeated.
“Yes,” he whispered and pressed his lips softly to mine. “Just us. Let yourself go, Ainsley. Let go and give yourself to me.”
“I…I don’t know how to let go.” My body tensed, and I wanted to run. Not because I didn’t want to do this but because his very presence rocked me to my core. I was in danger of losing myself to this man, and when I did, there would be no going back.
“Let go,” he whispered. “Let’s have tonight.”
“What about tomorrow?”
“I’ll have you tomorrow then as well.”
I giggled and looked into his eyes. Chase smiled and rested his forehead against mine. “You’re exquisite, Ainsley. I only wish you could see what I do.”
“If we turned off the lights—”
“No,” he said abruptly. “The lights will stay on. I want to look into your eyes when I claim you. I want you to know how goddamned sexy you are. I want you, Ainsley.”
I felt a tear slip down my cheek. Chase caught it and swiped it away.
“I’ve got you, Ainsley. Now let yourself go.”
My heart sped in rapid beats and my legs shook. I wanted him more than I’d wanted anyone in my entire life. I needed to feel his lips on me, his body against mine, his length pushing inside me.
“Chase,” I whispered and lifted my head. My lips met his, and I reached for him. Gripping his hair, I pulled him hard against me.
He growled against my lips, slid his hands over my backside, and then gripped my ass with his palms, spreading me wide, just for him. My pussy ached for him.
“I need you,” I whispered against his mouth.
“Then let me have you,” he said.
“Take me,” I told him. “All of me.”
Chase let go of my ass and began working on his pants.
I grabbed his undershirt, pulled it off his body, and tossed it. His chest and abs were ripped, and I imagined running my tongue over the ripples of his muscles, like the waves of the ocean along his body.
He pushed his pants and boxers to the floor and stood. His cock pressed against my belly.
I reached between us and wrapped my hand around his length. He was thick and long, and the head of his cock had a bead of pre-come. I wanted to lick it in desperation.
“What are you doing to me, Ainsley?” he whispered. “I need inside you, woman.”
“I want you,” I whispered. “Please.”
He groaned as I stroked his cock. The dampness on the tip of his head aided as a lubricant.
“Shower. Now,” he ordered.
I grinned and continued to stroke him. “You feel so good in my hand, though.”
“Oh, I’m positive I’m enjoying this more than you are.”
I released him, and Chase let out a frustrated sigh.
“Let’s go, woman. Before I explode all over you and my bedroom.” He walked over to his nightstand and opened the top drawer. I couldn’t see what was inside, but he pulled out a condom and then closed the drawer.
I laughed and followed him toward his bathroom. He had a large shower, big enough for at least four people. It had multiple showerheads, side showers, and it was enclosed with a glass wall. There was a jetted tub on the opposite side of the bathroom and a large vanity between.
Chase pushed open the shower door, stepped inside, and then turned the shower knobs.
When the sprays started, he turned to me with a grin. “Come on, beautiful.” He placed the condom on one of the shelves in the shower.
Were we actually about to do this? Were we going to cross the threshold of no return? Every part of me screamed yes. I would have to worry about tomorrow later. Tonight, it was about us and exploring our needs.
I kicked off my shoes and pulled my panties down my body. When I stood, Chase held his cock in his hands and slowly stroked it. I removed my hair from the bun it was in, and it tumbled over my left shoulder.
He grinned and lifted a brow. He motioned with one finger to join him.
I stepped into his shower and closed the door behind me. Steam enveloped me before the water touched my skin.
Chase held his hand out for me, and I took it. He led me to where he stood and pulled me close, so close. Our naked bodies touched, and water streamed over us.
My hair grew wet and clung to my body. Chase slid his hands down my waist to my hips. He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against mine. His lips were parted, and his breath rushed from them as his tongue darted out to wet his mouth.
“Touch me,” I whispered.
His eyes opened and stared into mine. “I want to taste you.”
I fisted my hands at my sides, and my body shook with need. I was afraid if he touched my clit, my breasts, anything, I would explode in a fiery inferno.
“I need you,” I said.
Chase lifted his hands to my breasts and cupped the heavy mounds before pressing them together, his fingers teasing my nipples.
I closed my eyes, gasping.
“Look at me,” he said.
And I did. Our eyes met once more, and then he dipped down and flicked his tongue over my pebbled skin. He sucked one of my nipples into his mouth and teased the
other with his fingers. He then moved to the other one and dropped one of his hands down between my legs.
I moved my leg and balanced it on one of the lower shelves in the shower. He slipped his finger between the folds covering my clit and teased it.
My body bucked.
He sucked on my nipple and moved his finger in a back and forth action, fast, furious, hard, and needy.
My pussy clenched, and I tilted my head to the side. My leg holding my weight began to shake, but not from holding myself. It was from the oncoming orgasm Chase was conjuring in my body.
“Chase!” I bit back a scream, and my body shook as the threat of an orgasm called.
“Let go,” he told me and stood tall over me, looking down into my eyes. With his free hand, he fisted it into my wet locks and yanked my head to the side. “Let go and scream my name, Ainsley.” He dove down to my neck and licked the sensitive flesh under my ear.
He shoved his fingers into my pussy and moved them as if to say come here. He pressed his thumb to my clit and massaged it in rhythm with the finger-fucking he was giving me.
My body rocked against his hand, and with Chase’s mouth on my neck and hand in my hair, I was going to lose myself.
“Chase!”
“Give it to me, baby,” he growled in my ear. “Come on my hand. Give. It. To. Me.” He enunciated each word as his fingers fucked me.
“Oh, shit, Chase!” I screamed as I held on to his shoulders. My orgasm ripped through my body, thrashing like a burning wildfire, and only his body could quench the flames.
“That’s it, baby. Yes, give it to me.” He moved his hand with manic precision and then pulled his fingers free from my pussy. Just when I thought was he done, he surprised me by pinching my clit and rubbing the bundle of nerves between his finger and thumb.
“Chase, yes, oh, God!”” I screamed as another orgasm struck me. He pinched harder and continued to slide his fingers with my clit in his fingertips.
“You like that, baby?”
“Oh, God, yes!” My leg began to shake again. I would fall soon if we didn’t stop.
Then Chase slipped his free arm around my body. “Put your leg down, baby,” he said and let go of my clit.
My body shook as I looked at him through the steam of the shower. His eyes were a darker blue than they’d been before. His hair was wet on his head, his chest was slick, and his cock hard. I desperately wanted him in my mouth.
“Let me suck you. Fuck my mouth, Chase.”
He grinned. “Soon, baby. Soon. First, I want to fuck that pussy of yours.” He reached for the condom and ripped it open. He set the wrapper back on the shelf and then rolled the rubber onto his cock.
“Come here, baby,” he said and took my hands. He held them above my head and gripped them with one hand. He grabbed one of my legs and wrapped it around his waist. He pressed his cock against me, rubbing it against my clit.
“Fuck me, please,” I whispered. “I need you inside me.”
He let go of my hands. “Hold on to me, baby.”
I placed my arms around his neck and held on when he lifted my other leg. Chase pressed the head of his cock to my pussy and pushed.
I gasped, the size of him invading my core, stretching me, filling me. He pulled back and pushed in once more.
“Are you okay?” he whispered.
I nodded. “Oh, yes, and don’t you dare hold back.”
He grinned and captured my lips again in a heated, desperate kiss. I was starving for him, and he was my sustenance, ready and willing to give everything he had to me. He pulled back and then pushed with a massive thrust. A scream erupted from me, and he did it again and again. Every push from Chase drove me closer and closer to the edge of eruption.
I’d had sex and I’d enjoyed myself, but I’d never had sex like this. Ever. I had always been in control of myself, my body, everything about me. However, in this moment, I lost myself and was happy to give every bit of control over to Chase. Why fight it?
“Yes, Chase, yes,” I groaned and then leaned into his neck and nibbled on his ear.
“Fuck, woman, what are you doing to me?” He grunted hard with another thrust, and it was the sexiest sound I’d ever heard. “Fuck, you feel good, baby,” he growled. “So good, so tight.”
“Yes,” I screamed into the space of the shower. The water continued to pour on our bodies as Chase pushed harder, thrusting with a force that would soon shatter me. Ruin me for anyone else.
“I’m going to come, Chase. Come with me, please.”
“Oh, I’m close, baby, so close. So close.” His pushing became faster, erotic, and hot. So fucking hot. He growled next to my ear. “Yes, baby, I’m coming. Come with me, Ainsley. Yes, now, baby, now!”
I screamed, my orgasm exploding through my body with an intensity I had no idea I could experience. My body shook, and my breaths came in rapid bouts of air.
“Fuck,” Chase groaned and held me against the wall for another moment before he slid free. He helped me get back to my feet and slid off the condom. He laid it with the wrapper and then washed his body free from the residue.
“Come here,” he said. “Let me bathe you, baby.”
I smiled, and my legs shook. “I don’t know if I can.” I laughed. “I can barely stand.”
He chuckled and made his way to me. “Then I’ll help you. Come on.” Chase held on to me and stood me under one of the showerheads. He lathered up some soap and moved it over my body. The suds rinsed down the drain, and I wondered where this would leave us in the morning.
“Will you stay with me tonight?” Chase asked.
I met his gaze and smiled. “Yes.”
He grinned an adorable lopsided grin. “Good,” he said and kissed me softly on the lips. “I want to wake with you in my arms.”
I pursed my lips together. Everything I thought Chase Newstrom appeared to be just an illusion. He bore his past about his father, stood by my side against his ex, and now, in his home, caressed me in suds. Chase Newstrom was nothing as he appeared.
And I was falling in love with this side of him.
Chapter Twelve
Chase
I yawned as the morning sun began its ascent over the land. Warmth enveloped my body, and when I opened my eyes, Ainsley Speire lay in my arms. Her back pressed into my chest, my hips into her bottom. I knew by the rhythm of her breaths she was still asleep.
I smirked as last night’s events played back in my head. If someone had told me I would wake up in the morning with a beautiful woman named Ainsley Speire in my bed, I would have called bullshit. Yet here we were, and I needed more of her.
Her hair splayed over the pillow and her face. Gently, I took hold of the locks that lay across her cheek and moved them to the side. Her lips were parted slightly. She was beautiful as she slept.
My dick grew hard, and I pressed it against her ass. I reached over her body, hugged her to me, and grasped one of her breasts. The nipple responded immediately and grew taut against my palm.
Ainsley stirred and pushed back against me. She wasn’t quite awake yet, but slowly, she was pulling from her slumber.
I slid my hand down the length of her smooth skin, over her belly, down to her thighs. I pulled her top leg back slightly, just enough to allow me to sink my fingers at the cleft of her pussy. I slid my finger over her clit and massaged it up and down, left and right, giving her a generous wake-up call.
Ainsley’s breathing hitched, and she moaned a soft whisper and then reached for me, finding my neck. She pulled me close to her, and I nibbled on her ear.
“I want you,” I whispered.
“You’re doing just fine with my clit,” she told me. She repositioned herself to her back, then opened her legs wider for me to play. But I needed more.
I moved down the bed and pulled the sheets over my head. Ainsley lay naked before me, and I wanted to touch, kiss, and lick every inch of her body. I feathered kisses from her waist to her hips. I felt her giggle, and I smiled.
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br /> “That tickles,” she said.
I moved her leg closest to me around my body and then pushed her thighs open, far apart from one another. Ainsley was spread wide, just for me. She was an all-you-can-eat buffet, and damn if I wasn’t hungry. I pushed the cleft of her pussy apart. She was wet and warm, her clit slightly red and swollen.
Giving her a tease, I slid my finger from the bud filled with thousands of nerve endings down to the entrance of her body. Her body shuddered, and a slight moan sounded from her.
“I want to hear my name on your lips,” I told her. Before I gave her a chance to respond, I sucked her clit between my lips. I moved my hands under her hips and pulled myself closer to her. I wanted to bury my face against her body and taste every ounce of what she would give me.
Her hips moved against my face with each lash of my tongue. She tasted like the familiar plum I’ve grown to anticipate, long for, and desire. She was an addiction I never knew I needed until I tasted her for the first time.
“You’re going to make me come,” she groaned as she ran her fingers through my hair.
I sucked on her clit and hummed against her tender flesh. Her body bucked, and I held her firm against my mouth. Her honey spilled from her, and the taste was exquisite. The sweetest fruit, and I reveled in it. I needed more of her.
I moved an arm out from under her and pushed two fingers into her pussy. Ainsley’s body squirmed and her panting grew louder. I sucked her harder and fucked her with my fingers. Harder, faster, more. I still needed more.
I pulled my fingers from her and licked her clean off my digits. I moved my fingers down to her puckered hole and pressed one of my fingers against her opening. As it slid inside, she gasped and tightened her grip on my hair.
“No one has ever…” She trailed off as I worked my finger farther inside.
“I promise it won’t hurt.” I pulled my finger back out slightly and then pushed it back into her ass. Her body was tense, and she needed to relax. The last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt her.
I sucked her clit back into my mouth as I moved my finger in and out of her hole. She opened her legs wider, and the chilled air suddenly hit my body. Ainsley pulled the covers from us, and she sat up on her elbows. She wanted to watch, and this hit me like overdrive. She wanted a show, and damn it if I didn’t want to give her one.