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Val goes into the kitchen to wash her hands, and when she turns around, she runs smack into my chest. Hard.
My arms automatically come out to wrap around her to keep her from being thrown off balance.
I look down at a startled Val. “Oh, I’m sorry, Chase.”
I can’t resist her anymore. I lean down and lick the sprinkling of powdered sugar off her lower lip. Her startled eyes look up into mine, and then I lean down again and cover her lips with mine.
I kiss her slowly, then I nibble on her lower lip, then I kiss her again. I feel her arms go around my neck, and then I plunge my tongue into her mouth. I hear her whimper as I pull her closer. So close that she can feel my body’s response to her softness. I’m hard. I’ve been hard.
I feel her shift her legs so my engorged cock is cushioned in the junction of her thighs. This feels just as good as I thought it would, or maybe better. I reach down and grab her ass cheeks. They fill my hands just like I knew they would. I lightly give them a squeeze as I pull her hips up against me.
She whimpers again. The sound goes right to my dick. It twitches in response. I feel her rub herself against my hardness, and I’m lost.
“Val, if you want me to stop, you have to tell me now because, in another few minutes, there won’t be any stopping me. Understand?”
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Val
I lift my heavy eyes to his eyes; then I press myself more firmly against his hard body.
“I don’t want to stop, Chase.”
“Good,” he buries his face in the space between my neck and shoulder, then continues to nibble down my shoulder. In a gruff voice, he states, “I’m going to fuck you, Val.” I shiver at the promise in his words.
He suddenly reaches down and picks me up as if I weigh nothing at all, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He carries me into his bedroom. Then, when he loosens his hold, I slide down his front. He seems to revel in my softness as my curves mold to his hard contours.
When he finally lets me go, I sway on my feet for just a moment.
My hands tremble as I unbutton his shirt, and then I slide my hands softly over his chiseled chest and shoulders. I push his shirt off of him so I can trail my fingertips over his black tribal tattoo that runs over his shoulder and down his arm. I make my way back down his hard chest and flat stomach. I see he has another tattoo that shows from just above the waistband of his jeans.
I feel his intake of breath when next, my hands slide to his waist, and I unbuckle his belt. Then Chase is pulling down his zipper, freeing his hard erection. He doesn’t stop there; he pushes down his jeans; he’s commando. I see the tattoo goes down the side of his hip. I reach out and run my hand down the edge of the tattoo. He sucks in his breath at my touch.
Then his hands are at my waist, and he unzips my jeans. When I shimmy out of my jeans, I hear him take another sharp intake of breath.
“What the hell are you wearing?”
“A bodysuit.”
“Holy shit, that’s hot. No, don’t take it off yet,” he orders.
He places me down on his bed and follows me down.
He slowly spreads my thighs and lies between my legs. He nuzzles against me and slowly unsnaps my body suit, fastenings with his teeth. I feel the last snap open, and he’s there, at my most intimate place. I feel his hot breath. I can’t help but squirm in anticipation, so he holds my hips in place. Then he takes my leg and places it over his shoulder.
He takes a long, slow lick, caressing me with his tongue. I’m so ready that I feel the first quiver of response. I grab hold of Chase’s hair. Then my legs clench as my entire body tightens uncontrollably with my climax. When I slowly come down from my orgasm, I still have my hands fisted in Chase’s dark, shaggy locks.
I slowly let go of his hair. He then slides up my body, stripping off my body suit as he goes. He slips it off over my head, revealing my large breasts.
His hands immediately reach for my breasts, and he fills his hands with them. Then he leans down to lick and nip at my nipples until they harden to peaks from his attention.
He runs his large hands over my lush curves. His passion-filled eyes follow his hands as they continue to roam over my body. He makes me feel wanted, desired... wanton with my need.
He raises up and grabs a foil packet out of his nightstand. I watch as he rolls it over his hard length.
Then he’s between my legs. He enters me in one powerful thrust. He stills so my body can adjust to his invasion. When I begin to move, so does he. He pulls out, and then he’s thrusting back in. I feel so full, so stretched. He’s big. Very big. He feels so good.
He picks up the pace, “That’s it, Baby. That’s it.”
