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“Open your eyes, Megan. I want to see you when I make you come.”
Shuddering, I open them and stare at him, biting my lip. My nails dig further into his arms as my orgasm tears through me, making me shatter into a million pieces. My heartbeat pounds so fast that I struggle to catch my breath, almost like I’m swimming through an ocean wave. But I finally surface to the blue of Chase’s eyes.
“You know how stunning you look when you come?”
“Seriously?”
“Deadly,” he grits. “Fuck, I’m coming.” He clenches his jaw and slams deep inside me as he climaxes, pressing his hips hard against mine until he collapses on top of me.
I wrap my arms around him, kneading the muscles in his back. If one fuck could make me love someone, that had to be it. Wow, if he’s this fantastic and that isn’t even full service, I’m going to lose my head. I move my hands down to his firm ass and squeeze. I want to lie in bed with him all day, but I know that won’t be possible. This isn’t a relationship; it’s an arrangement. Chase eventually props himself on his elbows to look at me.
“I have to say that if I broke my celibacy again, that would have to be it.”
I can’t help it, and I smile. I’m glad he enjoyed it because I sure did, and I can’t wait to do more. He leans down and kisses me passionately. In the back of my mind, it all seems more than just an arrangement to him, too, but it could just be my imagination.
“I can’t wait to taste you,” he whispers against my lips. “You always get so wet.”
“Well, you turn me on, so thank you.”
“For what? Giving you pleasure. No thanks necessary.”
After a moment, I ask, “Are you leaving now?”
“Do you want me to?”
“No, but with it just being sex, I thought you might.”
“It is just sex, but we’re also friends, aren’t we?”
“So, does that mean that you’re staying for a little while?”
“Sure, unless you’re interested in going out and doing something. It’s a beautiful day out.”
“We could go to Central Park.”
“That would be fine; let’s get dressed.”
Chase rolls off me and slips out of bed, looking around before heading to the master bath. I hear the water running and assume he’s cleaning up. A few minutes later, he comes out naked and picks up his jeans, slipping them on.
“Do you always go without underwear?” I ask.
“Not always, but sometimes I’m not in the mood to wear them. Does it bother you?”
“No, I prefer to wear panties myself.”
“You didn’t today,” he notes.
“I did, but I took them off since I was only hanging around the apartment.”
“You were doing laundry. Weren’t there other people around?”
“Two people, but I didn’t pay attention to them.”
I follow his lead and slip out of bed to the bathroom. I hate the smell of the lubricant on the condoms, so I make sure to wipe all of that off of me. By next week we won’t have to worry about dealing with them at all, which is just fine with me. The only man I’ve been with where we didn’t have to use them was Jeremy. Then again, we were together for over two years, and I was pretty sure he wasn’t cheating on me.
When I come out, Chase is making my bed. He does like order.
“You don’t have to do that,” I tell him.
