Pick Your Pleasure (17 page)

“Is that what you want, love?”
He gulped, causing his Adam’s apple to bob.

“Yes.”

“You’re sure.” He turned serious
for an instant. “I don’t want to risk what’s developing between us on a night
of fantastic sex. If you’re going to wake up tomorrow and freak out…
 
Well, I’d rather we fall asleep together
instead.”

“You seriously think you’re
going to drift off with that thing begging for attention?” She pointed at his
cock.

He laughed again. “Uh, not for a
while. Or maybe with a trip to the bathroom for some solo action. But I’m
willing to try. I’m not kidding around, Linley.”

“I’m not going to regret this.
Not in the morning. Or ever.” She leaned over to kiss him softly. “I’m only
going to be unhappy if we
don’t
go
ahead. There’s nothing to debate. It’s the easiest decision I’ve ever made. You
make it a no-brainer.”

With a growl, he rose over her.
In a flash, he had her pinned beneath him. The tip of his cock was poised to
tunnel inside her body.

Instead of waiting for him to
make the decision, she chose to lift, initiating penetration.

The instant they were joined,
even the barest bit, she swore her whole world tilted on its axis. Chase
squeezed his eyes shut for a moment. When he opened them, she swore the hint of
a sheen lingered on top of the bright blue that reminded her of a summer sky or
the ocean in the tropics.

“I promise this will be better
next time,” he rasped.

“I don’t see how it could be.”
Linley moaned as he advanced, stretching her to accommodate his girth.

“Well it might last more than
twenty-seven fucking seconds.” He gritted his teeth.

“Yes, they will be
fucking
seconds, won’t they?” She adored
his grin and the way it mixed with smoky satisfaction.

“Uh huh.” He glided inside her
until he bottomed out. Then retreated until he nearly slipped from her grip.
“One.”

Never before had she laughed and
had sex at the same time. Nothing had ever felt as good.

Their ridiculousness faded when
his mouth came down on hers in a scorching kiss punctuated by the grind of
their pelvises and the plunging of his thick cock. The things he did to her,
inside and out, transported her to another time and place where only they
existed. The ecstasy they gifted each other was the only thing that mattered.

And when cords began to stand
out on Chase’s neck, her body responded. Clenching around him—tightening,
quickening—she matched his escalation step by step, until they’d climbed to the
pinnacle together.

He stared into her eyes. The
brilliance of the emotion there shoved her over the edge.

Together, they jumped. Soared.

“Linley!” He called her name as
he held her tight, protected her from anything outside the sphere of light and
heat they generated while he poured himself into her.

And when they’d finished quaking
beneath the force of their connection, they fell still, bonded together by the shared
experience.

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5A - Chase Epilogue.

“Ties That Bind is open,” Linley
whispered. A shiver ran through her.

“Hell, yes.” The pressure of
Chase’s fingers on her cheek tipped her face toward him. He stole a deep kiss.
He ended the sweet yet dirty meeting of their mouths prematurely. “Come on,
before someone beats us to it.”

They practically hurdled the
couch in their haste to abscond to the fantasy chamber. When they drew up short
in front of the elaborately carved hardwood, Chase paused with his hand on the
knob.

“No second guessing here.” She
answered before he could ask. “Let’s do this. Show me what’s behind that door.”

“You got it.” He laughed at her
eagerness. Not in a mean way, but with an indulgent partner-in-crime sort of
flavor.

They held hands as he pushed the
panel open and drew her inside, closing them in darkness together. When he slid
the dimmer up gradually, she gasped.

The room was the stuff of erotic
daydreams. Gold accents offset the forest green walls. Enormous gilded mirrors
reflected her stunned expression and Chase’s undivided focus on her reaction.

He smiled as she discovered the
nuances of the space.

Silk scarves in every hue draped
along one of the walls. The waterfall of colors and softness took her breath
away. Linley wandered to the display. A board with infinite hooks, like an
extended horizontal coat rack, ran along the full length of the room above the
height of her head. Extravagant material hung from each.

A rainbow of dirty intentions
shimmered beneath her fingers as she dragged them through the luxurious fabric.
They rippled in the wake of the air she disturbed as she passed.

“They’re beautiful. It’s like a
painting. Or a tapestry, I guess.” Entranced, she allowed one to run through
her fingers.

“Stunning and functional.” Chase
approached behind her. He rested his hands on her hips and snugged her back to
his chest. The heat radiating from his body permeated her awe. “What’s your
favorite color?”

“Blue,” she replied.

“I’m not surprised. It’s mine
also.” He guided her to that part of the spectrum then selected several scarves
in a variety of shades—ice, sky, sapphire, cornflower, and one that reminded
her of the cerulean water that lapped the shoreline in the backyard of her
Bonaire vacation home.

“Um, Chase…” She hated to seem
so ignorant.

“Changing your mind?” The idea
didn’t seem to upset him. He’d shape their night into a pleasurable experience
no matter what, she was sure of it.

“Not at all.” Linley spun in his
arms, coming to face him so that he could read the honesty in her expression.
“Just wondering why you need five. Last time I checked, I only had four limbs.”

A glimpse of his smoldering
smile made her embarrassment worthwhile. “One’s to cover your eyes.”

“Oh.” She closed them and
considered what it would be like to have him touch her when all she could focus
on was the sound of him stalking her along with the feel of his seduction. Her
eyes popped open. “I think I like the idea of that.”

“I’m glad.” He leaned in and
laid his lips on hers. They kissed long and slow before he broke away to allow
them to draw in a much-needed breath. “I’m going to have so much fun with you.
Just wait until you’re stretched out, every inch of you bared to me, and
there’s nothing you can do but accept the pleasure I give you.”

Linley whimpered. “I’m not so
good at being passive.”

“Maybe not usually. I can see
that.” He tucked an errant wave of hair behind her ear. “But tonight is
different. You came here because normal wasn’t working for you, didn’t you?”

Of course he was right. She
nodded.

“Then trust me to know what you
need.” Chase gestured around the room to the variety of ornate lacquered chests
and wardrobes they hadn’t explored yet. “There are plenty of other options
contained in these four walls. But something tells me this is exactly what you
need.”

“I believe you.”

“Plus, it gives you a reason to
come back with me some other time.” He bumped his fist on the top of one of the
storage units they passed. “We’ll delve into more elaborate options in the
future. For tonight, simple is best.”

“You’ve given me plenty of
excuses to seek you out again. If that’s an option.” She peeked at him as he
led her to the enormous bed, the centerpiece of the rear wall.

“Hey, don’t worry about anything
other than the here and now.” He ran his thumb over her fingers. “We’ll figure
out the rest later. Only pleasure is allowed within this room. Deal?”

“Yeah.” Linley murmured against
his lips an instant before he sealed them over hers once more.

He had an amazing ability to
steal her doubt and transform it into something wonderful. What would it be
like to have that in her life all the time? Given the pressure of her career
and the real need for relaxation, a partner like him would be invaluable.

She sank into the play of his
tongue over her gums and her own tensed muscle, which flicked at his in return.
Eventually she found herself sucking lightly on his bottom lip. The rasp of her
teeth across the damp flesh coaxed a moan from his sheltering chest. It was
then she realized his fingers had slid up her spine and were deftly unhooking
her bra.

A brush of silk on her back
promised he hadn’t abandoned the scarves in his hand to undress her.

Linley insinuated a tiny gap
between them. Just enough space to whisper, “Thank you for not tearing that.
It’s one of my favorites, from my last trip to Paris.”

“I’m more of a savor-the-moment
kind of guy. I unwrap all my presents nice and slow.” He grinned. “Besides, I
love the way this looks on you. Sexy as hell, love. You’ll have to give me the
name of the shop so I can browse there the next time I’m in the city.”

She had to bite her cheek to
keep from suggesting they visit together. After all, she had meetings with one
of their international distribution partners there in two weeks.

“Thank you.” A return trip to
the boutique became a priority on her list of sightseeing activities.

Chase nudged the straps from her
shoulders and the garment fell away, exposing her breasts to his ravenous
stare. “But as lovely as it was, you—naked—is a million times better.
Gorgeous.”

He cupped her breasts, plumping
them until they spilled over the top of his palms. Pressure built as he bent to
kiss the mounds and draw lightly on each nipple.

Linley buried her fingers in his
hair. At the contact of her massage on his scalp, he paused, shaking his head.
“Ah, you make me forget my intentions. Why are those hands still free?”

“Hmm… Not sure. You’re the one
running this show.” She giggled when he scooped her up and tossed her onto the
super-sized bed. The cushy strata of duvets absorbed the impact of her body and
had her snuggling into their plush depths.

Propped up on the bank of
pillows, in assorted silk cases, she had a perfect view of Chase leaping onto
the bed and crawling between her legs with the scarves clutched between his
teeth. He stalked her, his muscles rippling in the diffuse light cast by the
half-bright wall sconces.

Instinctively, she spread her
legs wider, granting him access to the only barrier left between them. He
pounced, lunging forward until his fingers tucked into the waistband of the
matching black panties of her lace set.

“Definitely geniuses.” His
praise took her a second to translate between his sexy mouthful and the haze of
arousal fogging her mind. He must have noticed her confusion because he tipped
his head to the side and dropped the scarves. They fluttered to the mattress in
a swirl of blue shades.

Free of distractions, Chase
trained his attention on her panties.

True to his word, he peeled the
scrap from her a teeny bit at a time.

Finally, the underwear slid from
her hips, down her thighs. She lifted her feet so he could take them off. After
he tossed them on the floor beside her bra, she lowered her heels on either
side of him once more. A wash of warm air puffed over her waxed mound. He
observed her up close and personal, as if he were an art connoisseur studying
the brush strokes of a painting for a rave review. Surprisingly, his scrutiny
didn’t embarrass her. Instead it made her feel beautiful, worthy of his
attention.

Chase placed a kiss on her
mound, just above her clit. “Hold that thought, love. I’ll be back in a few
seconds. As soon as I take care of some business.”

She wondered what he meant until
he rolled across the expansive bed toward a side table as if he were a commando
invading enemy territory. He opened a drawer there and withdrew several condoms
and a long, thin black box before returning to her side in an equal hurry.

The smile she hadn’t lost all
night remained firmly in place. He might act suave, but he needed her as
fiercely as she craved him. Miraculous yet true. The connection between them
had been instant and intense.

Still, it allowed room for curiosity
and expanding her horizons.

Linley scrunched her
pink-painted toes in the bedcovers when he stared at her like
that
.

“Would you like to see one of my
favorite parts of this room?” He smiled.

“I think I’m looking at the best
thing in here already,” she murmured huskily.

Chase glanced down at his
rock-hard cock. “You are having a profound effect on me.”

She laughed. “That’s not what I
meant, and you know it. But now that you’ve mentioned it, he’s not too shabby
either. So how much longer are you going to tease me before taking me for a
ride?”

“I’m afraid I can’t draw this
out as long as I would like.” He frowned. “I usually have more self-control
than this. But…you’re getting under my skin, love.”

“Glad to know the feeling’s
mutual.” She reached for him but he dodged.

“Not just yet or I’ll lose my
mind before I give you what you’ve asked for.” He shook his head, standing his
ground. “I get the feeling you don’t make requests like this often. I’m going
to deliver.”

“Really, Chase, you’re enough.
This thing between us, it’s more than I’d hoped for.” She held her arms up and
open to him.

He took the opportunity to snag
her wrists and hold them high above her, as far as she could comfortably reach.
“Shush. Just watch…while you can.”

Trembling—not from cold or
fear—she gaped when he activated a button on the black box he still held in his
free hand. It was a remote of some sort. The subtle whir of motors followed.
Thin wires descended from discrete panels in the elaborate canopy above the
bed. No wonder it was so ornate.