dominated the room was the huge four-poster bed. Intricately carved, it was solid and inviting with its thick mattress and huge pile of pillows.
The door closed with a solid thump. She could feel the heat from Chase’s body as he slid his arms around her from behind. He quickly pulled her shirt from the waistband of her pants and let his hands roam across her stomach. “I’ve missed you.”
He kissed the curve of her neck before pausing to gently tug on the lobe of her ear. His teeth teased the sensitive skin, pushing all other thoughts aside.
She’d deal with the rest of it later. Now she wanted to be with Chase. If she went ahead with her plans, this might very well be her last time with him. Tears pricked her eyes, but she blinked them away. Whatever choice she made would change their relationship and not for the better. There was no getting away from the fact that she was using him.
Need clawed at her, demanding satisfaction. If this was the last time she might be with Chase, she planned to make the most of it. There were hours and hours until dawn, until she had to make her final decision.
The night belonged to them.
Chase sensed a change in Katya’s mood. She’d been pensive and withdrawn most of the evening. He put it down to meeting his family. They could be overwhelming at the best of times. Now he wasn’t so sure.
There were times she seemed locked in her own mind, seeing something that only she could see. He sensed there was a lot going on beneath the surface, but so far, she wasn’t sharing. She was a very self-contained person. Heck, she hadn’t even removed her coat or released her knapsack, keeping both next to her at all times. She’d even brought both with her on their tour. It was if she wanted to be ready to leave at a moment’s notice. Maybe it was just a case of nerves, or maybe it was something more.
Yet another layer of mystery for him to uncover.
It had only been a matter of hours since their steamy encounter in the woods, but he wanted her like a starving man craved food. It was illogical and out of character for him, but it was very real. She was like a virus running through his veins. He would have been more worried except that she seemed to be afflicted by the same disease.
Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, his hand on her belly moving with each breath. He inhaled her sweet scent, a mixture of her soap and the woman herself. His 55
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cock, which had been in a state of semi-arousal all evening, twitched and began to grow rapidly, pressing against the zipper of his jeans. Pulling Katya back against him, he ground his erection into the curve of her ass.
Her hair was short, exposing her neck, and he took full advantage of that fact, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin of her nape. A breathy moan broke from her throat and sweat broke out on his brow. He wasn’t going to be able to wait.
“Now,” he muttered. “I’ve got to have you now.” Spinning her around, he backed her up against the wall. Her eyes were wide and dark, her cheeks flushed. “If you don’t want this, say so now.”
He didn’t know what she’d do if she refused him.
Yes, he did. He’d walk away, but it might very well kill him. The depth of emotions rushing through him was unlike anything he’d ever experienced. It was almost as if he wasn’t the man he thought himself to be, but a more primitive version. The need to claim Katya, mark her as his and keep her was paramount. He wanted her with a passion that bordered on madness. Maybe he was losing his mind. That thought gave him pause.
But Katya reached out and touched him, her fingers skimming over his face, and all else was forgotten. “I want this.” Unhooking her bag, she let it fall to the floor. Her jacket followed.
His knees almost crumpled, but at the same time euphoria rushed through him, leaving him slightly lightheaded. Growling low in his throat, he reached for her shirt, yanking it over her head. She was
The door closed with a solid thump. She could feel the heat from Chase’s body as he slid his arms around her from behind. He quickly pulled her shirt from the waistband of her pants and let his hands roam across her stomach. “I’ve missed you.”
He kissed the curve of her neck before pausing to gently tug on the lobe of her ear. His teeth teased the sensitive skin, pushing all other thoughts aside.
She’d deal with the rest of it later. Now she wanted to be with Chase. If she went ahead with her plans, this might very well be her last time with him. Tears pricked her eyes, but she blinked them away. Whatever choice she made would change their relationship and not for the better. There was no getting away from the fact that she was using him.
Need clawed at her, demanding satisfaction. If this was the last time she might be with Chase, she planned to make the most of it. There were hours and hours until dawn, until she had to make her final decision.
The night belonged to them.
Chase sensed a change in Katya’s mood. She’d been pensive and withdrawn most of the evening. He put it down to meeting his family. They could be overwhelming at the best of times. Now he wasn’t so sure.
There were times she seemed locked in her own mind, seeing something that only she could see. He sensed there was a lot going on beneath the surface, but so far, she wasn’t sharing. She was a very self-contained person. Heck, she hadn’t even removed her coat or released her knapsack, keeping both next to her at all times. She’d even brought both with her on their tour. It was if she wanted to be ready to leave at a moment’s notice. Maybe it was just a case of nerves, or maybe it was something more.
Yet another layer of mystery for him to uncover.
It had only been a matter of hours since their steamy encounter in the woods, but he wanted her like a starving man craved food. It was illogical and out of character for him, but it was very real. She was like a virus running through his veins. He would have been more worried except that she seemed to be afflicted by the same disease.
Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, his hand on her belly moving with each breath. He inhaled her sweet scent, a mixture of her soap and the woman herself. His 55
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cock, which had been in a state of semi-arousal all evening, twitched and began to grow rapidly, pressing against the zipper of his jeans. Pulling Katya back against him, he ground his erection into the curve of her ass.
Her hair was short, exposing her neck, and he took full advantage of that fact, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin of her nape. A breathy moan broke from her throat and sweat broke out on his brow. He wasn’t going to be able to wait.
“Now,” he muttered. “I’ve got to have you now.” Spinning her around, he backed her up against the wall. Her eyes were wide and dark, her cheeks flushed. “If you don’t want this, say so now.”
He didn’t know what she’d do if she refused him.
Yes, he did. He’d walk away, but it might very well kill him. The depth of emotions rushing through him was unlike anything he’d ever experienced. It was almost as if he wasn’t the man he thought himself to be, but a more primitive version. The need to claim Katya, mark her as his and keep her was paramount. He wanted her with a passion that bordered on madness. Maybe he was losing his mind. That thought gave him pause.
But Katya reached out and touched him, her fingers skimming over his face, and all else was forgotten. “I want this.” Unhooking her bag, she let it fall to the floor. Her jacket followed.
His knees almost crumpled, but at the same time euphoria rushed through him, leaving him slightly lightheaded. Growling low in his throat, he reached for her shirt, yanking it over her head. She was
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