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When she slid back up his body to retrieve the boxers, he raised his hips again and she couldn’t resist what was so close to her face. One flick of her tongue against the tip of him had Chase drawing in a sharp hiss of breath. Happy with that reaction, she pulled the boxers quickly down and went back to taste the entire length of him.

It was so smooth and satiny, she couldn’t help running her tongue up one side and down the next, before testing the size out for herself. He was impressive. More than a mouthful.

Her sampling had him grasping at the bedspread. “Leesa.”

“Mmm, hmm?” She couldn’t say much more with her mouth as full as it was.

“I don’t want to finish like this.” He hissed in another breath as her hand cupped his balls.

She broke away long enough to say, “Don’t worry. We have all night.”

“Oh God.” His whole body seemed to shudder beneath her at the thought.

She’d never felt so powerful over a man before. He was at her mercy. She could give him all the pleasure in the world, or withhold it. He would let her. She was certain of that. But there was no way she was going to test that theory. Not tonight. She may tease him in other ways though. She had a feeling he was going to be really fun to tease.

“Mmm.” She moaned around his cock and felt it jump in her mouth.

Sweet, innocent Chase who insisted he’d been around the block. Leesa bet she could rattle him if she tried hard enough.

She wet her finger and slid it up and down his slit. He drew in a shuddering breath and bent one knee. She smiled then ran her tongue back to follow where her finger had played.

He remained perfectly still and silent. Waiting? She wouldn’t make him wait long. She wet her finger again and began circling the head.

He drew in sharp breath but again, didn’t move. Using both hands and mouth, she massaged him more firmly and continued teasing him.

With his eyes squeezed closed, he couldn’t see her, but she had the liberty of watching him. Every expression to cross his face as he reacted to every change in her touch. If he was willing to play, she was happy to oblige. Taking his cock into her mouth again, she slid it slowly in and out of her mouth while her fingers explored his balls and the sensitive spot just behind them.

His body reacted for her. She began to work his cock harder. His breathing quickened and she tasted the precome.

She stroked him until he grabbed at the mattress as his hips thrust forward. He came in her mouth with a loud groan totally opposite of the silent completion he’d had at the club. Unlike at the club when he’d calmly cleaned up and started a conversation with her after he was finished, this time was totally different. After he was done and the final throbbing was over, he reached down and grabbed her. With what could only be called a growl, he flipped them so their positions were reversed and it was Leesa lying back against the bed with Chase between her legs.

“I’ve wanted to do this since the first time I saw you.” That was it for the conversation as he spread her thighs and assaulted her with his tongue.

She shuddered from the first touch of his mouth against her clit. He hadn’t lied. This kid knew exactly what he was doing with a woman’s body. Leesa decided she better stop calling him a kid. That was the last rational thought she managed because his fingers were inside her pressing something that had her hips lifting off the bed.

She was panting and barely able to swallow away the dryness in her throat by the time her body coiled and poised on the brink of orgasm. That’s when he doubled his efforts, sucking on her core while stroking her inside with his fingers until she cried out, bucking beneath him.

It was pleasure so intense it bordered on pain, and yet it kept going for what seemed like forever. She wondered if she could keep coming as long as he kept at it, then wondered if a person could die from orgasms. When she thought she’d reached the pinnacle, she peaked higher until her body released again and she felt warmth flood out of her.

He groaned, sucking her harder.

Finally the spasms slowed. She grabbed his head and physically pushed him away. “I can’t take anymore.”

His eyes weren’t focused when he looked at her. “Oh my God. That was amazing.”

She tried to laugh and found she didn’t have the breath or the strength in her stomach muscles to do it. “I know.”

He rose and kneeled over her, panting. One glance told her he was hard and ready again. “I want to be inside you.”

Leesa swallowed hard. “Yes.”

The expression of sheer gratitude on his face would have had her laughing again if she wasn’t still out of breath.

Chase dove for his jeans on the floor. He flung cards and cash out of the folds of his wallet before emerging victorious with not one but two condoms. She saw his hands were shaking when he tore one open and slid it over himself. When he braced above her, she looked into his eyes and her fantasy from the club was here, live and in person, staring back into her eyes.

“I think I’m nervous.” He laughed shyly and she realized he was trembling from nerves, not exhaustion.

“Don’t be.” She reached down and grabbed those butt cheeks she’d snuck peeks at in his jeans.

He lay between her thighs. She pulled him closer until he nudged against her entrance. As his eyes never broke from hers, she guided him inside. He slid in easily and filled her like they were made for each other. He laced his fingers with hers. She felt the band on his finger, remembered the ring on her own and was filled with a sense of wonder. She was married to this man, but she couldn’t keep him.

That realization filled her eyes with tears. He kissed her mouth, then each of her eyelids. She squeezed them shut to contain the tears. Then need took over again as he stroked inside her slowly. Her hands moved to clutch his back. His reached beneath her and raised her hips off the bed. The speed increased and so did the tension inside her. It could have been minutes, or an hour, she didn’t know. Time lost meaning while he loved her, but eventually she shattered around him and he followed shortly after.

Still panting, he rolled off her and onto the pillow. He gathered her in his arms so her head rested against his chest. She could hear his heart still pounding fast.

“Leesa?” His voice vibrated through her ear pressed against him.

“Yeah?”

“Could you maybe not take one of the sleepwalking pills tonight? I really don’t want to wake up in the morning and find you’ve wandered out onto the highway.”

She hadn’t planned on it anyway. It was stupid to have taken it last night. She had to be on alert in case Bruno had followed them somehow. Even with that worry nagging at her, she couldn’t help but smile at Chase’s request. “Okay.”

He let out a big, contented-sounding sigh. “Good. Thanks.”

Then his breathing became deep and steady and she knew the man who was temporarily her husband was asleep.

Chapter Eleven

Chase was barely able to drive the next morning. He kept remembering the incredible night he’d spent with Leesa. He also found it impossible to keep the grin off his face every time he thought about it, which was pretty much every thirty seconds or so.

He glanced across the truck at her now and felt the smile overtake him again.

She caught him looking at her and laughed. “Stop.”

“Stop what?” He somehow managed a frown through the grin.

“Fantasizing. You’re going to run off the road.” Leesa shook her head at him.

Shit.
He’d been caught. “How do you know I’m fantasizing?”

“I can just tell.”

Hmm. She could already read his mind. They were becoming more and more like a real married couple with every moment they spent together. Chase was about to comment on that when his cell phone rang. He glanced at it in the console, then worked hard to ignore the noise.

“Aren’t you going to answer it?”

“Nope. It’s Garret.”

“I thought he was your friend. Don’t you want to talk to him?”

“Not really.” He felt guilty. Garret was his best friend, which meant the minute Chase talked to him, Garret would know something was up. Then he’d have to admit he couldn’t remember getting married. Nope. Better to avoid the entire thing for a little while.

“What if it’s an emergency?”

Chase considered that. They weren’t riding right now so it wouldn’t be that he or one of the guys was hurt. If someone had ended up in jail, they’d call one of the guys closer to bail them out. No, most likely Garret wanted to ask about Leesa or brag about whatever he’d done the other night with whatever girl
du jour
he’d picked up. “He’d leave a voicemail or text me if it was important.”

Her brow rose at that. “Okay. You know best.”

Hmm. Was this wifely nagging? Chase kind of liked it. He smiled again and decided when they stopped for lunch today they should find someplace with a convenience store nearby. After the sex they’d had last night, he was planning on stocking up on lots of condoms.

“What have you told your parents about our marriage?” Her question came from out of the blue.

“Nothing yet. I figure after I get home we can explain everything then go see my uncle.”

“You didn’t tell them you were bringing me home with you? Oh, Chase. You need to.”

Chase glanced over and saw the doubt written all over her face. “Nah. It’ll be fine.”

“No. You can’t just spring this on them.”

“I told them I was bringing home a surprise. They won’t care. My mama always cooks enough for a dozen people. Our house was the place where everybody always came to hang out. Don’t worry.”

“What do you think is going to happen when I get out of the truck and they notice our rings, which by the way, I think we should probably stop wearing.”

“Why?”

“Because we’re getting divorced.”

He liked the feel of it around his finger. He didn’t want to take it off yet. It made it feel like she belonged to him. Not in a bad way, like some crazy possessive husband or anything. In the way that meant they were in it together, no matter what happened. Partners. He’d be there for her, and she’d be there for him.

“We’re still married now.”

She let out a laugh. “I still would have had sex with you even if we had taken our rings off. If that’s what your worry is.”

“You would have?”

“Yes.”

“What about tonight?”

She let out another laugh. “In your parents’ house? After they know we’re not really married?”

“We are really married. We just don’t remember getting married,” he corrected her.

“Still. You know what I mean.”

That put a whole new spin on things. He’d been planning on his parents letting them stay together in his room. He was twenty-two and they were technically and legally married. But the fact they were going to end it shortly might make it a moral grey area for his parents.

“There’s always the barn.” He raised a brow and shot her a sideways glance. She didn’t look entirely happy with that suggestion. “You think about it.”

“And you call your parents the next time we stop and tell them what’s happening.”

Since she had that tone that told him he better do what she asked or else any potential sex in his future was at stake, he nodded. “I will. Promise.”

For a new bride, Leesa was sure good at the wife thing.

Chase wanted to do as he promised, if only to show her how amenable he was. The next exit he saw, he pulled the truck off the ramp. He found an empty parking lot and drove in, pulling around the side of the building so the sun wouldn’t be in their eyes. It was still early and the bar obviously wasn’t open yet so they wouldn’t be disturbing anyone by sitting there for a few minutes. He threw the gearshift into park and then dialed his parents, all while Leesa sat in the passenger seat watching and listening.

His mother picked up on the third ring. “Hey, Mama.”

“Chase. When will you be home?” He could feel how excited she was to have him coming home for a while. He spent too much time on the road.

“By dinner tonight. Listen I have something to tell you and Daddy. Is he around?”

“He’s working. Is everything all right?”

“Yeah, everything is fine. It’s just that I kind of did something while I was in Las Vegas.” He shot Leesa a look and wished she wasn’t listening to his side of the conversation quite so closely.

There was what seemed like a very long pause. “Okay…”

“Um, I kind of got married.” He heard his mother’s intake of breath and rushed on. “She’s very nice and I really like her, but we don’t know each other well enough to be married so we’re going to see about getting a divorce and I was hoping Uncle Gary can help us.”

“Us? She’s with you then?”

“Yes.” He held his breath waiting for her reaction to that answer.

There was another ominous pause. “Okay. I’ll set up the cot in your brother’s room. You can bunk with him and she can stay in your room.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“I’ll see you tonight. Call when you’re close.”

“I will. Love you.”

“Love you too.” Then his mother disconnected.

Chase lowered the phone from his face and then flipped it closed. “Um, she was fine with it.”

Leesa let out a doubt-filled burst of air. Her expression clearly said, I told you so. “I could hear her, Chase.”

“Um, so then you know you should be thinking more about what I said about the barn.”

Damn.
He was still buying more condoms. He wouldn’t have Leesa legally obligated to be around him for long, and he intended on winning her over while he still had her. Whatever it took. Flowers. Dinner. Orgasms. He was willing to try anything at his disposal.

Leesa was watching him again. “So, you really like me?”

“I do.” He reached over and pulled her closer. Then kissed her hard to remind her exactly what she’d be missing in that bedroom all alone.

She pulled away after just a few seconds. “Your mother already hates me.”

“What? She does not.”

Leesa cocked a brow. “She didn’t sound happy.”

“That’s because she was surprised.”

“Exactly my point. Imagine if you hadn’t called and just showed up with me.”

He saw Leesa’s eyes getting shiny. “Hey. Do not worry. They will love you. I promise.”