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  “Drive!”

  Throwing the truck in gear, he speeds toward the farm, faster than I was driving my car.

  I don’t know what to do while he drives except look at him, drinking in everything about him.

  It’s taking everything in me to remain on my side of the truck and not crawl into his lap.

  Glancing at me, he reaches over and grabs my hand. My hand naturally slides into his. He brings it to his lips, kissing my knuckles, then my palm, all while watching the road. He sucks my thumb into his mouth, and I gasp at the sensation. Nipping at the tip when he releases it, he brings my hand down to the bulge in his pants. I squeeze him when he lets my hand go.

  “You do this to my cock every time I see you, Holly. Since the first day when you showed up in your heels, my dick has been hard for you,” he confesses.

  Stroking him through his pants, I enjoy feeling his arousal. I have to clench my thighs together again. We are turning into the driveway now, seconds away from his front door.

  When we come to a stop, it shows he isn’t in complete control.

  He looks at me. “Now or never?”

  I don’t even respond. I just jump out of the truck and run for the front door through the rain. The moment I’m though the door, I struggle out of my boots, trying not to fall over.

  I have my hands on the hem of my tank top when he closes his arms around me from behind, his chest to my back, his heat warming me from the cold rain. Pulling my hair to the side, he starts kissing my neck while one hand weaves its way under my tank toward my breast and squeezes.

  I lean into his kisses and press my ass against his erection. “I need you, Chase.”

  “You have me, Holly. You’ve had me since the day we met. Haven’t you known that?”

  “Yes.”

  I know what he’s saying is true.

  “Now I need you to be mine,” he says, pinching my nipple, which sends a current straight to my clit. I don’t think I have ever felt this turned on before. I know I have never wanted anyone this bad. The man I was going to marry never made me feel this way.

  “Say it, Holly. I’m not stopping once I have you, but I need to know you’re mine.”

  He stops kissing me, sucking in a breath near my neck, and it makes me quiver.

  “I’m yours,” I whisper.

  He spins me and pushes me up against the wall, then devours my mouth, seeking my tongue as I gasp. He grinds his hips into me, creating that delicious friction I need. Breaking the kiss, he pulls at my tank at the same time I grab for his shirt. I can’t help but take a second to appreciate his defined chest, running my hands over every part of him.

  He unhooks my bra, and one by one he slowly lets the straps slide down. He drops it to the ground before his eyes feast on my breasts. I feel vulnerable as he stares, my hard nipples aching to be touched by him.

  “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I want to show you how beautiful you are.”

  He kisses my lips once more, then works his way down my neck to my breasts. Kissing each one, dragging his tongue between my cleavage, he leaves my skin on fire. He takes one nipple into his mouth and sucks hard, flicking his tongue over the sensitive tip. With every flick of his tongue on my nipple, my clit throbs as though he is flicking it instead.

  Fisting his hair, I pull him tighter against my body. “Oh god!” I moan as he continues.

  I’m panting. I need him inside me now. Pushing him away from me, I attack the belt on my shorts. He is taking too long to get me naked. I struggle to get the wet denim down my legs and stumble against the wall.

  Chuckling, he picks me up and carries me down the hall to his bedroom I’m guessing. He kisses me as he sets me down on my feet, and I can feel his hands roaming down my back inside the waistband of my shorts and panties before gripping my ass. One finger teases my opening.

  “Fuck, you’re soaked. Did I do this to you?” The excitement in his voice says he is losing control.

  “Yes.”

  He shoves me on the bed, where I bounce slightly. He is trying to work my shorts off. “Fucking rain,” he mumbles as the denim makes him work to get them off.

  Once they are free, I am naked in front of him. He breathes heavy as he takes in my shaved pussy and fists his cock through his pants. It turns me on more to see him aroused. I reach up to unbuckle his pants; I want him naked. I succeed only in getting him unzipped before he pushes me back. Climbing on top of me, he finds my mouth once again. My legs wrap around him as I buck beneath him.

  That’s when I feel his hand between us as he teases my clit.

  “I don’t want our first time to be quick. I want to savor everything about us,” he says as he pushes a finger into me, causing me to thrust up into his hand.

  My body is moving all on its own, trying to find release as he pumps in and out of me. He pulls his finger out.

  “No! Chase, please make me come!”

  Hovering over me, he brings his finger to his mouth and sucks it clean. “I know, but I told you I wanted you to come on my mouth, beautiful.”

  He slides down my body, kissing my breasts, my stomach, my mound. When he kisses my thighs, he looks up at me. “You’re so wet, Holly. I want to drink you in. Knowing I have this effect on you makes me want to lose control. You smell so fucking good.” His hot breath on my thigh is close to where I need him.

  No one has ever said anything like this to me before. Hearing him admit he is as lost in me as I am in him has me craving his touch more.

  Leaning down, he kisses my clit, and I almost buck off the bed from the contact. He holds me down while he devours me, licking me from my clit to my asshole. I’ve never been touched there before. I try to scoot away, but he locks me in place, giving my asshole one more swipe that has my center clenching and aching. He continues to devour my pussy. I’m not climbing toward my orgasm—I’m racing. I try to buck up into his mouth, but he keeps me on the bed.

  I grab his head, shoving him harder and deeper into me. The fire is building inside me, and I’m so close to tipping over the edge. My breathing is ragged and uneven as I belt out, “I’m going to come! I’m going to come!”

  I feel my insides start to clench, when he presses his thumb down on my clit. I see white blinding light as I shatter, bucking and quivering on his face while he continues to lick my pussy, drinking everything in while I ride out my orgasm. I tremble and shake with each slow lick to the point I can’t move.

  What was that? I have never orgasmed like that before. I’m still coming down from my bliss when I hear him swear.

  I open my eyes to find Chase struggling out of his wet pants. His boxer briefs that are still in place barely contain his erection. I giggle and stand up next to him, shoving him hard enough he loses his balance and falls back on the bed, just as he had done to me. I grab his pants by the ankles and tug. The first tug doesn’t budge them much.

  “Damn,” I mumble. I change tactics and yank them off one leg at a time. I’m starting to lose patience.

  He chuckles as I let them fall. He is gorgeous lying there in his boxers. I crawl up the bed with intentions to return the favor. My mouth waters at the thought of having him in my mouth.

  He stops me before I can get my hands close to him and flips me on my back. He is over me again, kissing me so I can taste myself on him. I don’t hesitate opening to him while wrapping my arms around him and pulling him tight against me.

  “I need to be inside you now,” he growls.

  I don’t know when he lost his underwear, but the heat of his cock is against my wet opening, the tip rubbing along my folds and teasing my clit. He moves to my entrance and enters me slowly. Sucking in my breath, I feel him stretch me. How big is he? He pulls out slowly and enters again just as slow, letting me stretch to fit him.

  “Fuck, condom!” he says, pulling out quickly.

  No, this isn’t stopping now. “It’s fine, I’m on the pill,” I pant, pulling him back.

  He hesitates for only a seco
nd before he pushes slowly into me, looking me in the eyes the whole time, till his hips hit mine. “You’re so tight... feel so fucking good. Are you okay?” he grunts out.

  I’ve had sex before. Haven’t I? I’m unsure only because no one has filled me like he does right now. His cock slides out slowly before bucking into me again, hitting me in a spot no one has before.

  “Shiiiiiit,” I curse.

  When I open my eyes, I see him looking at me with concern. I reach up and pull his lips to mine, reassuring him through my needy kiss and thrusting my hips up to meet his. His eyes search mine to make sure I am okay.

  He slides out completely and thrusts back into me hard, taking my breath away. Locking eyes with me, he begins to move slowly, letting me feel him completely pull out and push back in. I’m already climbing to my next orgasm. I rarely ever orgasm during intercourse, and here he has me already on the edge and we just started.

  He keeps at his slow pace, rolling my nipple with his fingers. “Oh god.” I can feel my pussy clenching every time he pinches it. I buck up into him hard, needing my release. Instead of speeding up his thrusts, he reaches between us and massages my clit.

  “I want to feel your pussy come on my cock, Holly. I want to feel you tighten down on me,” he breathes into my ear.

  His words take me over the edge, and I scream out, “Yes!”

  He stills above me, letting me ride out my orgasm on his cock. His chest rises and falls heavily. I was still riding on my orgasm bliss when I ask, “Did you... did you come?”

  He shakes his head no.

  I’m stunned and embarrassed. This is a first. I came and the guy didn’t?

  “I needed to feel you come on my cock. Don’t move for a second. I want to make you come again,” he pants. “Just don’t move.” That’s when I see it in his face. He is holding back by a thread, the sweat on his brow dripping down while he tries to get himself under control.

  Shit, this is hot! My pussy clenches around him in response.

  “Shit, Holly, don’t do that again. I’m about to embarrass myself here.”

  Is he serious? I want nothing more than to make him come. To feel him fill me. The thought has me getting wetter. Can I get any wetter?

  He is still inside me, not moving, looking over me and concentrating. It’s so fucking adorable. I see the moment he regains control over himself, where he relaxes a bit and his eyes meet mine again.

  He thrusts hard into me, making me gasp. “Fuck, that feels good,” I say.

  “I’m going to fuck you now till you’re screaming my name,” he growls.

  I don’t get a chance to respond before he sits up, pulling my legs to his shoulders, and starts pounding into me at a torturous rhythm.

  Oh my god, did he get bigger? He holds me in a trance with his eyes, and the room fills with the sound of our skin slapping. All of it is a sensory overload.

  “Oh my god, Chase, I’m gonna come again.” I can feel my core start to tighten as he picks up speed.

  “I’m gonna come with you, Holly. Where do you want me to come?” he grunts out.

  “Come inside me, Chase,” I scream. I can feel him start to come, and it triggers my own orgasm, my pussy contracting and squeezing his cock as he fills me.

  He shudders above me, and with his mouth slightly open, he combs his fingers through my hair. “That was fucking perfect. Just like you,” he says, his lips touching mine softly.

  I open for his kiss, caressing his tongue with mine, and tangle my hands in his hair.

  “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” he asks, pulling away.

  I hold him tight, not realizing the silent tears escaping my eyes. I shake my head. “No, it’s just no one’s ever done that to me before. I think I’m just overwhelmed.”

  Pulling him toward me again, I want to reassure him I’m okay—more than okay. He is still inside me, his cock still semihard. I grind into him as I pour my soul into the kiss, feeling his cock come to life again.

  Is he really ready to go again? He answers me by pulling out and entering me slowly, making love to me now. He never breaks our kiss, bringing me to a slow-burning orgasm. When I come again, he doesn’t hold back; I can feel his cock twitching inside me as he fills me again.

  As I breathe him in and feel his body, I think that sex has never been this satisfying. This intimate. He rolls over and lies next to me, kissing my shoulder, my neck, pulling me against his body and holding me. I can’t move. My arms and legs feel like Jell-O.

  “What are you thinking about?” he whispers into my ear. The vibrations make my oversensitive nipples harden.

  “I’m thinking no one has ever done that to me before. I’m wondering what that means. I’m wondering if it will feel that good again.”

  I can feel his cock twitch against my back. I turn around to look at him. “Are you seriously ready to go again?”

  “Not quite. Give me at least five minutes. I told you I wanted to see how many times I could make you come tonight. I wasn’t lying. I gave you a choice, if you remember.” He strokes one hand up and down my side.

  Just when he surprises me at how fast he can recover, my skin is again set on fire with his words. I can’t look away from his eyes. They drink me in, talking to me, saying things I’m not ready to hear.

  As if he can sense my growing anxiety, he climbs out of bed. “I’m going to take a shower, and you’re going to join me.”

  “I am?” My eyes are glued to his ass as he walks away. His tan line stops at his waist, and it makes me smile.

  He pops his head back out of the bathroom door. “I’ll carry you if you want.”

  Standing to follow him, I can feel his cum running down my thighs. Well, that’s... different. I’ve never had unprotected sex before. I’m on the pill but didn’t want to risk that extra percentage chance I could get pregnant. Why am I being risky with Chase?

  I know the answer. I’m not fooling myself. I have never wanted anyone before like I want Chase.

  When I enter the bathroom, the steam and the sound of the shower beckons me to join Chase behind the glass shower door. I’m torn between watching him tip his head back under the water as he rinses the bubbles lathered in his hair or joining him to help him soap up.

  The sight of his large hands running over his body has my body humming, and I don’t notice him watching me till my eyes lift to his. His smile stretches wide as he continues to lather up his chest while I enter the shower. The water rains down on my skin in a warm waterfall, but it doesn’t compare to the way his gaze heats me. The way he concentrates on every part of my body appraisingly with his hungry eyes, as if he is seeing me naked for the first time, makes me feel vulnerable.

  “Beautiful.” His voice is so low I barely catch it.

  He offers his hand to me, letting it be my choice to take it. I do. His long fingers curl around mine and tug me close to him. His eyes tell me he wants me, desires me.

  It’s hard to fathom I am actually here in his arms. It makes me realize how drastically my life has changed in such a short time.

  He gathers me in his arms, and as if he can read my mind, he says, “Do you know how much you mean to me?”

  I don’t. I want to think this is real. I want to believe he won’t hurt me. But I don’t know.

  My insecurities must show through my face as I shake my head. He runs his hands up and down my back. “I’m going to show you how much you mean to me. You won’t have to question it. It’s not just your beauty that attracts me to you. Give us time and you won’t question anything between us.”

  He knows his words won’t be enough. Knowing he knows that means he already is better than any man before him. My fingers curl around his biceps, feeling his steel-like muscles beneath his skin ripple.

  “I want to be inside you again. I want to make you come again.” His arms criss-cross behind my back, pulling me snug to him. “But if you’re not ready, I’ll settle for having you in my arms.”

  It’s hard to swallow how his w
ords make me feel so much. Any part of me still trying to keep him out crumble.

  “Chase...” My words are cut off by his lips taking mine.

  In between his kisses, he breathes out his thoughts. “Since the first day—” He kisses me, pulling my body even tighter to him. “That damn skirt.” My back presses against the cold tile wall of the shower, making me cry out in surprise. “Drive... me... wild. Need... you. Want. You. Can’t...”

  He can’t finish his sentences fully as his words and hands light my body on fire. His erection pressing into my stomach pushes all other thoughts away except him.

  The way he makes me feel... it’s like my heart is going to beat out of my chest. My core is throbbing, aching for him to fill me.

  He isn’t the only one that needs—I need him too.

  My hands use his shoulders for leverage while I wrap one leg around him. He grabs the other one, holding me against the wall. “I. Need. You. Too,” I get out between kisses.

  He pulls back at the strain in my voice. “You’re so hot like this, baby. Hold on to me.”

  I nod at him as he lifts me higher until his tip is at my entrance, and he lowers me onto him, slowly entering me. The way he stretches me further than before has me moaning his name.

  “You feel so tight,” he growls out, thrusting into me.

  He isn’t quiet as he pushes into me over and over again, his voice echoing off the bathroom walls. My orgasm builds with the promise of ecstasy. Watching his muscles strain holding me, feeling his body move with mine, our connection is unlike anything I’ve ever felt.

  “Shit, I’m going to come,” he grunts from exertion. “Touch your clit—come with me.”

  Nodding, I reach between us, making circles around my clit as he thrusts into me.

  “Fuck, that’s hot.” His eyes are glued to my hand. “Baby, I’m coming,” he grunts, pressing his forehead to mine while his cock pulses inside me, filling me with his release. The heat pushes me into my own orgasm. Our bodies tremble together.

  His hands are grabbing my ass so hard I think they may leave marks later. Weaving my hands through his damp hair, I pull his lips to mine.