Burning Desire by Heather Leigh Page B

house?”

    “I remembered where you had your spare.” She stood there, a fully exposed wet body. Normally I would just hit that shit, but not tonight, not ever again. All I crave is Rox.

    “Get your shit and go.”

    “Oh come on, baby…” she started, but was cut off as I threw a towel at her face.

    “What the fuck?” she yelled.

    “Clean your ears out. Get your shit and get out. I’m not interested anymore. You understand? Go run along now.”

    “You fucking asshole. It’s because of her, isn’t it?” She quickly dried herself off.

    “Yeah, it’s always been about her.”

    “But we are so good together, Chase” She walked up to me, letting her towel drop to the floor.

    “Were.”

    “Excuse me?”

    “We were good together. Not anymore. I have other commitments, and they aren’t you. You were fun, Monica…but you can go now.” I handed her clothes to her, and walked to my bedroom.

    “You’re going to fucking regret this. You won’t even stand a chance with her. The girls talk in the clubs, you know? Apparently Jake has been nailing the new little hussy, Jenny. He told her all about his plan to get Roxy pregnant, and Roxy has no idea either, dumb girl.”

    “What the hell are you talking about?” I turned around, thankfully she was dressed this time. I felt my temper rising immediately.  

    “I don’t know, something about him messing with their condoms?” She picked at her nails.

    “Like what?” I raised my voice, grabbing her elbow.

    “Poking holes in them. I don’t know. Sounded like too much work, if you ask me. For all she knows, she could already be prego with his baby and she’s golden. Set for life.” She jerked her arm back.

    “Fuck.” I ran my hand through my hair.

    “So yeah, good luck with that.” She left me standing there stunned.  

    Okay, I take that shit back, my swimmers best be on top of their game tonight. Hearing Rox could be pregnant with Jake’s baby made my blood boil.

CHAPTER 18

    ~ A couple days later… ~

    ~ Roxy ~  

    I rolled over to my stomach, my legs in a figure four position. I stretched out my hand, running it over empty cold sheets. My heart sank, knowing he wouldn’t be there. I don’t know why I’m so disappointed every morning that he’s not. I wanted to see his naked muscular frame resting there beside me. But his side of the bed was empty. I moved my legs; wishing they were still sore from the other night. From being wrapped around Chase’s thick, muscular waist.  

    My mind flashed back to that night. Butterflies exploded in my stomach as I recalled his body moving protectively over mine. Chase buried deep inside me, stretching me to the max. I rolled over onto my back and my hand grazed my breast, moving the cup of my bra down. My nipples were already cutting glass just thinking about him. I kicked down the flat sheet and comforter. I trailed my right hand down my abdomen, under my panties and settled between my legs. My middle finger slipped between my lower lips, over my hood piercing and started to work in a counter clockwise motion over my clit. I spread my legs slightly and rolled my left breast. Thinking of Chase, his naked body, his long thick cock, and the way he filled me. Oh God! My fingers worked quickly as my hips were rolling up to meet my hand.  

    I slipped two fingers into my pussy. I pulled them back out to wet my clit. That warm sensation started in my belly. I was so close. I teased myself and slowed down, letting the sensation build up again. My breathing hitched and a light moan left my mouth. I turned my head and bit down on my lip. My back arched off the bed as I thought of Chase grunting into my ear telling me to come with him. The memory was enough to make me climax. I tensed the muscles in my legs as my toes pointed and my body spasmed in my own hands. Chase’s name fell off my lips like a prayer. My body relaxed back into the bed. I let out a sigh of relief and squeezed my legs together,