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I round the counter, lightheaded, and he spreads his legs so I can get between them. Keeping our gazes locked, he skillfully opens my jeans and slides his hand down inside my panties. Smiling as he touches me, feeling my wetness. I gasp, my legs shaking.
“You’re soaked, and just from our conversation. I can’t wait to taste you.”
His words make my breathing stutter as his fingers circle my clit, so achingly slow that I want to scream, but I can’t when his lips find mine. His tongue spears into my mouth, and I moan breathlessly against his. My orgasm is quickly rising, following each stroke he places. Chase brushes his other hand against my cheek, caressing my skin. The heat from his fingertips against my flushed skin is sensual and hot. For the first time since meeting him, I notice how wonderful his scent is, masculine and unbearably sexy.
“Come for me, Megan,” he whispers.
I’m close, and I want to, but I’m not quite ready. I feel his fingers angle down and slip inside me while his thumb continues to caress my swollen bud. The combination is enough to send me over the edge and fall apart under his hand. Crying out, I shudder and lean against his chest, my release making my legs feel like rubber.
“That’s it, baby,” he murmurs in my ear as my body pulses around his fingers.
When I’m able to recover slightly, he removes his hand while I hold onto his shoulders. Chase closes my jeans, then wraps his arms around me.
“Thank you,” I mumble into his neck.
“It was my pleasure.” His breath is hot against my ear. “Think of what we’ll be like in bed together.”
I do, but I don’t want to say that out loud. If I’m getting this wet just talking about sex with him, I imagine it’d be unbelievable when we do it.
“I know it’ll be good,” I affirm.
Chase runs his fingers, the very ones he got me off with, over the sensitive flesh of my upper chest, tracing down the line of my cleavage where he hesitates for a moment, then removes his hand.
“Oh, one other thing,” he adds.
I lift my head to look at him. “What’s that?”
“You’re going to have to use birth control, preferably the Depo shot. I rather hate using condoms, and I want to feel you without one. Wouldn’t you agree that sex would be better with nothing between us?”
What is this man doing to me? I shudder at the thought of what it will be like when his body slides against—in—mine. He gently kisses my lips and pushes me away so he can stand.
“I have to go, but I expect you’ll follow through immediately so we can get started.”
I don’t answer for a few seconds, my brain filled with a sleepy haze.
“Megan?”
“Uh, yes. I’ll check into it right away.”
“There’s a clinic near NYU that’s open tomorrow. You can get tested and have the results before the weekend.”
“I’ll do that,” I mutter.
I slump onto the chair he just vacated and watch him walk to the door, his cane clicking each time it touches the floor. Then he turns to me before he exits my apartment.
“If you’re going to get tested tomorrow, I expect you to steer clear of anyone you’ve occasionally sleep with from then on.”
“I had no plans to.”
“Plans change.”
He slips out the door, and I’m overwhelmed by the conversation we just had and the fact that he made me come without so much as a blink of his gorgeous eyes. How could he not be as aroused by what we talked about? I felt no evidence of an erection when I was pressed against him. Dr. Pearce was going to be one tough customer in bed, but I looked forward to the challenge.
In a daze, I went to my bedroom to undress. My panties were sodden with my arousal and the cool air hitting my legs made me aware of how wet I still was between my legs. I wanted more; I wanted to come again. Pulling off all my clothing, I slipped into bed and began masturbating to make myself quickly orgasm. Shortly after, I drifted off to sleep with fantasies of Chase on my brain.
The next morning, I wake up in the same position I fell asleep in. It seems like I hardly moved at all. The first thing I did was check the location of the clinic Chase mentioned last night and what time they opened. It was nearly eight, and they opened at nine. That would give me time to shower, dress, and get there while it was still early.
Recalling the feel of Chase’s fingers, I masturbated again while in the shower. Chase had gotten under my skin because I was hornier than I had been when I slept with Steven last. The passing thought of Steven made me wish I could sleep with him again to ease my desire, but as long as I had my arrangement with Chase, Steven would have no chance.
