Chase and Seduction (8 page)

Reno's eyes popped open. The clock radio showed they'd slept two hours. And hadn't moved an inch. She peeled her cheek off his chest, kissed his pecs gently, then eased off the bed and snuck into the bathroom.

When she came out, he was awake, the light on, his hands up under his head, his sculpted muscles displayed for her. “Hi,” he said, his eyes heavy lidded, his full lips curved in a sexy grin.

"Hi.” She slid in next to him, put her hand on his chest, and perched her chin on it. Looking into his deep blue eyes, she got lost in their depths. “What are you thinking?"

"Mmm. I can't decide which view I like better, you walking into the bathroom, or back out. You're sexy all over, woman."

She grinned. “But do you have a favorite part?"

His eyebrows lifted. “You're asking me to choose?"

She nodded. “What's your fantasy?"

"Ah, damn, I have so many. You've hit about four of them already."

"Something...different. I want to give you everything you've been dreaming of.” This one night. Because she didn't know for sure they'd ever have another. God, she hated that sliver of doubt lurking under her happiness. Couldn't she just accept what they had today? And if it was meant to last, it would.

His brows drew together. “Reno.” His hands came out from under his head and skimmed down her back, then up her ribs to rest on the sides of her breasts. “I've been havin’ some sinful thoughts since I saw your amazing breasts last night. My turn to indulge a fantasy?"

"Sinful sounds like fun.” She bit her lip and arched up to give him better access.

He took hold of her breasts, flicking a finger over each sensitive nipple. “I can't get enough of these beauties."

Shocks of pleasure tingled from her breasts to low in her belly. “Whatever you want, Chase.” Her voice was breathy, and her imagination ran free.

"Lay on your back, your head on the corner of the bed.” He got them moving, helped her position herself just right, then he stood next to the bed.

Looking upside down at him, she watched him pull a small vial out of his kit. He shook it and held it up to the light. “Should be enough."

She raised her eyebrows. “Are you going to do what I think you're going to do?"

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Chase smiled. “Uh huh.” His hard shaft wagged in front of Reno's face. “I'm going to lube up and slide between your sweet tits."

She looked down at the deep valley between the girls. She hadn't done this before, and a sudden spurt of nervousness shook her. But it disappeared at the thought of Chase pumping between her breasts, getting off on her, shooting his cum onto her stomach. She put her hands on the outsides of her tits, pushing them together to create a tight space. “Like this?"

He groaned, “Perfect,” then squirted lube onto his palm and rubbed it on his stiff cock. “I'm going to stand over you.” As his thighs hit the side of the bed, she shimmied up so her head sat just on the edge of the mattress, and he had an easy shot at her cleavage.

"That's it, baby.” He slid his shiny rod into the slit she'd created. “Fucking perfect."

She grinned at his language. Now that she'd let loose with cursing during sex, it felt almost natural.

He started slowly, moving in and out at a decadent pace, alternately groaning, then breathing heavily. A shiver skittered through his body and his flesh puckered with goose bumps.

Against her skin, his hot, slippery cock slid like satin, the ridge around his mushroom-shaped head tickling as it rubbed her.

His balls dangled in front of her nose and she snaked her tongue out and licked him each time he withdrew himself, tasting the salt of his skin, exploring the ridges covered with hair, and the silky-smooth bare spots.

"Yeah, Reno. Suck those bad boys."

She got busy and took one, then the other into her mouth, loving the powerful position. Breathing through her nose, she caught the clean scent of soap mixed with the musky scent of him.

His fingertips brushed her wrists, then he cupped his hands over hers and together they held her breasts at the perfect angle for his penetration. He slid his fingers to her areolas and traced them until her nipples hardened and anticipation had her tensing.

As his thrusts became urgent, her tongue teased and laved his sac. The sensation of his slippery cock driving through the valley of her breasts proved nearly orgasmic for her.

When his fingers caught her nipples, and tugged, twisted, and tickled them, she pressed her thighs together as her pussy throbbed and creamed.

He plopped his hands on the bed, bracing himself up and she could see his face as his head hung down from his broad shoulders. His eyes were closed and muscles tense, then his mouth opened at the same time his balls tightened.

Her tongue worked overtime, lapping and kissing, and when he came, she felt a powerful rush of hot semen burst onto her belly.

Chase cried out and arched his back, throwing his head up, his body trembling with the power of his release. After a minute, the bed dipped as he collapsed beside her, opposite her, and groaned sluggishly.

Running a hand over his thigh, she sighed, very pleased with herself. It took a lot to make such a powerful man weak and tired.

His arm moved, flopping over and landing on her knee. “Baby, that was good,” he said in a quiet voice. And his breaths became slow and regular. Asleep.

After a few minutes, she carefully extricated herself and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

Flipping the switch, her eyes squinted against the bright light. Gazing at her reflection, she smiled through lips kissed into implant proportions by her lover.

The space between her nipples glistened, and lower, Chase's creamy sperm formed an opaque river slowly running down her body. God, that had been sexy, watching him use her tits as a sexual outlet. Something new for her, but then, everything about Chase was new for her.

Feeling this intensely about a man was something she'd never experienced. Was it her fault? Had she held back before? No, other men she'd dated hadn't touched her soul the way Chase did. She'd tried her old tricks with him, tried to hold herself back, but there was something inevitable happening. He'd busted through her roadblocks and parked himself smack in the middle of her heart.

Reno laughed softly as she turned on the shower. “I have to be pretty damn tired to come up with that cheesy metaphor.” When the water heated, she stepped in. The pulsing flow washed everything away and she soaped and rinsed, then, as long as she was in the shower, she shampooed her hair and scrubbed off her makeup.

When she finished, she just stood there, letting the solitude of the falling water lull her as she replayed the last few hours with Chase. He promised her all night, and it wasn't morning yet. She yawned. She had a full day ahead, and she should get some sleep. But she didn't want to waste a minute of this precious time with him.

The shower door snapped open. “May I join you?” His deep voice echoed in the tile room.

She loved that he had the same drive to make every minute count. Turning, she smiled and crooked a finger. “Get in here."

He jumped in and pulled her against him for a soul-melting kiss. His hands ran over her slick skin, and within seconds, his cock pressed hard and ready against her belly.

"How did you like that last position?” he asked.

"Mmm.” She whispered, “Nice. I loved being able to concentrate on...these.” She brushed soft caresses over his balls.

As he splayed his hands over her butt cheeks, he growled, “You are amazing, Reno. I can't get enough of every sexy inch of you."

She laughed. “Those are song lyrics."

He nodded. “Yeah, when I wrote them, I didn't even know you. Now, they fit perfectly. You fit perfectly."

Her face warmed at the compliment. “You wrote that song?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Just wondering if that's what you really prefer. A big bottomed woman."

A deep laugh rumbled out of his chest. “Oh, yeah. Yours is absolutely booty-licious.” He grasped her bottom tighter, easing her against him, their bodies fitting together perfectly.

Fire burned through her at the slippery touch of his skin, her nipples on his chest hair, his shaft against her mound. “I need...” she said on an exhale.

He released her, turned her around, and kissed her shoulder. “I know what you need. Bend over, baby."

She dropped forward, bracing her hands on the wall, loving being dominated.

He eased his feet between hers and urged her to spread her legs. The warm water sluiced down her back and over her bottom, and she couldn't wait for his hands to return and touch her in the sensitive place where a rivulet of water flowed. Over her puckered hole, across her swollen pussy lips, and down the inside of her thighs.

She heard the snap of latex as he put on a condom.

Then he gripped her hips. “Feel this?” He thrust the tip of his cock against her wet folds. “Is this what you need?"

"Ah, Chase, yes. I want to feel you inside me.” Her pussy overheated and quivered. She looked back over her shoulder, barely able to keep her eyes open. Chase's muscled arms and contoured torso tensed, sleek with drops of water, and his brows furrowed as he stared at the spot where his head touched her needy cunt.

When his gaze shot to hers, she cried, “Fuck me."

He groaned and grabbed his stiff rod, rubbing his head up and down her slick pussy, the friction increasing her desperation, and she whined her eagerness. Finally, he pushed his shaft home, his first thrust so deep he bumped her cervix. His voice choked, “Reno. My woman."

She was filled, totally, blissfully, full of him. Shockwaves of pleasure radiated from her cunt with each manic thrust. She was close, so close. Her head dropped forward and her eyes closed as she reached for climax.

As his thrusting slowed, he slid a finger across her ass into the crack. “Do you like to be touched here?” He softly brushed her anus.

For a moment, she tested the unexpected thrill. Different than on her clit or in her pussy, this touch echoed deep inside, and her body wanted more, needed to explore the new delight. But a trip of panic drove her back from the edge of orgasm.

"Uh, I haven't...” She glanced back at him. “Are you thinking...?"

"Baby, nothing will happen that you don't want. I'd love to bury my cock in this sweet little rosebud of yours. But not until you're ready."

"Oh.” So many new sensations. So much to learn. She'd always kept her lovers on the normal side of the scale, and Chase challenged her to let him travel past adventurous, and go all the way around the world. “Maybe if we start slow...” She couldn't say more.

But Chase seemed to know what she was saying. “I'm gonna slip a finger in, okay? I know you'll enjoy it."

Her face warmed, and she had to clear her throat to get out, “Yes, okay."

He reached up to the top of the shower stall for his vial of lube. “Waterproof,” he said as he put drops on his index finger.

She looked away. It seemed so clinical, but at the same time, sexier that she thought she'd ever feel...in this situation.

Then he touched her hole, circled, then pushed against her anal opening, then circled some more. The erotic sensation of indulging in something a little naughty spiked her arousal as his touch sent waves of lusty anticipation deep inside her.

Anxiously, she waited, trusting him completely.

Then, it happened. He slid the tip of his finger into her puckered hole and waited a beat. Then in a little deeper, then slowly all the way in, the sensation thrilling and sensual at the same time. “How does it feel?"

"Mmm, yes.” She could barely speak. The rivers of pleasure flowed through her like thick, melted chocolate. Dark, with the unexpected pleasure of anal stimulation, sweet as he began thrusting his cock inside her pussy again.

He wrapped his arm around her waist, pushed his fingers into her mound, and vibrated his finger against her swollen clit.

"Yes.” Her mind began its wild ride toward nirvana, every thought focusing on the stimulation of his cock and his fingers, shutting out everything else.

"Come, Reno,” he demanded, deep and thick. His hands worked in rhythm, one finger slipping in and out of her anus, his other hand tweaking her clit, and his shaft filling her completely as he pistoned in and out. The total surrender of her body pushed her over the edge.

She shouted in ecstasy. “Yes, yes, harder."

He complied, intensifying the pressure of his fingertip on her clit, thrusting his cock faster into her sensitive canal, and deepening the penetration of his finger in her ass.

She cried as her orgasm hit full strength, the pleasure in her anus a new and fabulously decadent sensation. She shook so hard as her climax swept through her that her teeth rattled. Her mind soared, and there was only bliss. And Chase.

He grabbed her hips and rammed himself into her quivering pussy, choking noises coming from his throat until with one final thrust, he howled, the sound as loud as the wolves in her forest. He braced his hands on the wall next to hers, his chest pressed against her back, his face buried in her neck. The loud chugging of their breath competed with the sound of water spraying over their skin. He helped her upright, and turned her into him.

She kissed the spot where his neck met his shoulder. He was hot, a little sweaty where the water hadn't reached, and the salty taste on her lips was an aphrodisiac. “That was nice.” She sounded stupid, but it was all that her bliss-blurred mind could come up with.

With a chuckle, he said, “Definitely nice. And when you're ready, Reno, we'll take it to the next level—back there.” He held her close. “You'll enjoy it. I promise."

She knew she would. She'd avoided it this long, but Chase awoke her adventurous side. She tipped her head back and looked at his beautiful face. Yeah, she had to admit it. For him, she'd try anything.

He raised an eyebrow. “Mm. That look on your face tells me one thing."

"Hungry.” She was starving for him, and she bit his skin, just above his pecs.

"Yep. Let's finish this shower and order room service."