wearing a lacy bra in a dark blue that matched her eyes. A heavy gold cross nestled between her breasts. She’d been wearing it in the woods as well. It looked old and seemed to be the only piece of jewelry she wore.
“Do you want to take this off?”
She hesitated and then nodded. “That would be best.”
His fingers slipped behind her neck, finding the clasp and releasing it. Carefully, he let the chain sift through his fingers, dropping it carefully on top of her pack.
Falling to his knees, he buried his face in her cleavage, his hands gripping her hips tight. Her fingers raked through his hair, her nails lightly scraping his scalp. Every nerve ending in his body was alive.
“Let’s get these off.” He reached for her boots and unlaced them. Raising one foot at a time, he pulled them off, taking her socks at the same time. Even her feet were sexy, the feminine curve of her arch tempting him to stroke it.
Katya tugged on his shirt and he obliged her by dragging it over his head. She gave a murmur of approval, her hands sliding over his shoulders.
Burying his face against her stomach, he heaved a sigh. Just having her close, skin to skin, was enough to push back the demons beating at his soul. Something about Katya made him feel complete and at peace, while at the same time making him feel more alive and aroused than he’d ever thought possible.
56
Endless Chase
“You’ve bewitched me.”
Her hands froze and she shook her head. “No, it’s you who has me under a dark spell.” She ran her fingers over his face, stopping to trace the scar beneath his left eye.
“You’re a sorcerer.”
Chase reached for the fastener of her jeans, needing to get her naked. “Maybe we’re both under a spell.” He slid his hands inside her jeans, pushing them over her hips. A pair of bikini underwear was revealed, the same dark color of her bra.
He kissed a trail from her hipbone to thigh as he shoved her pants around her ankles. “Lift,” he ordered, and she did so, one foot at a time. He sat back on his haunches and stared up at her. Wearing only her bra and panties, she should have appeared vulnerable. Instead, there was an aura of feminine power surrounding her.
His heart pounded as he skimmed his hand over her strong calves and muscular thighs. Her hips were nicely rounded and her waist dipped inward. Her breasts, while not overly large, were perfectly shaped. His hands covered the cups of her lacy bra and he could feel her puckered nipples poking at the center of his palms.
Leaning close, he opened his mouth over one tasty peak and sucked. Katya cried out, cradling his head against her breast, as he slid his tongue over the cloth. “More,”
she gasped.
Chase found the hooks in the back and released them. Katya shimmied her shoulders and the straps fell down her arms. Sitting back, he watched as the scrap of fabric fell to the floor between them. Her breasts were high and firm, her pale pink areolas puckered.
She didn’t try to hide, but stood proudly before him. Reaching out a finger, he traced the softer skin around her tight nipple. “You are so beautiful,” he murmured.
She gave a muffled cry and shifted restlessly. Before she could move, he leaned in again, capturing one of the tight buds in his mouth. He cupped her other breast in his palm, kneading the soft skin. Her breathing got more erratic and he could feel her short puffs of breath against his skin.
He could have spent all night caressing her breasts, but he sensed the restless fire building within her. Forcing himself away, he kissed a path down the center of her torso, stopping for a moment to circle her bellybutton. She sucked in a breath and gave a small laugh. He smiled. Knowing she was slightly ticklish there might come in handy at some point in the future.
“Chase.” He could hear the impatience in her voice and it filled him with pleasure.
It was strange what being with her did to him. A few minutes ago, he’d known he
“Do you want to take this off?”
She hesitated and then nodded. “That would be best.”
His fingers slipped behind her neck, finding the clasp and releasing it. Carefully, he let the chain sift through his fingers, dropping it carefully on top of her pack.
Falling to his knees, he buried his face in her cleavage, his hands gripping her hips tight. Her fingers raked through his hair, her nails lightly scraping his scalp. Every nerve ending in his body was alive.
“Let’s get these off.” He reached for her boots and unlaced them. Raising one foot at a time, he pulled them off, taking her socks at the same time. Even her feet were sexy, the feminine curve of her arch tempting him to stroke it.
Katya tugged on his shirt and he obliged her by dragging it over his head. She gave a murmur of approval, her hands sliding over his shoulders.
Burying his face against her stomach, he heaved a sigh. Just having her close, skin to skin, was enough to push back the demons beating at his soul. Something about Katya made him feel complete and at peace, while at the same time making him feel more alive and aroused than he’d ever thought possible.
56
Endless Chase
“You’ve bewitched me.”
Her hands froze and she shook her head. “No, it’s you who has me under a dark spell.” She ran her fingers over his face, stopping to trace the scar beneath his left eye.
“You’re a sorcerer.”
Chase reached for the fastener of her jeans, needing to get her naked. “Maybe we’re both under a spell.” He slid his hands inside her jeans, pushing them over her hips. A pair of bikini underwear was revealed, the same dark color of her bra.
He kissed a trail from her hipbone to thigh as he shoved her pants around her ankles. “Lift,” he ordered, and she did so, one foot at a time. He sat back on his haunches and stared up at her. Wearing only her bra and panties, she should have appeared vulnerable. Instead, there was an aura of feminine power surrounding her.
His heart pounded as he skimmed his hand over her strong calves and muscular thighs. Her hips were nicely rounded and her waist dipped inward. Her breasts, while not overly large, were perfectly shaped. His hands covered the cups of her lacy bra and he could feel her puckered nipples poking at the center of his palms.
Leaning close, he opened his mouth over one tasty peak and sucked. Katya cried out, cradling his head against her breast, as he slid his tongue over the cloth. “More,”
she gasped.
Chase found the hooks in the back and released them. Katya shimmied her shoulders and the straps fell down her arms. Sitting back, he watched as the scrap of fabric fell to the floor between them. Her breasts were high and firm, her pale pink areolas puckered.
She didn’t try to hide, but stood proudly before him. Reaching out a finger, he traced the softer skin around her tight nipple. “You are so beautiful,” he murmured.
She gave a muffled cry and shifted restlessly. Before she could move, he leaned in again, capturing one of the tight buds in his mouth. He cupped her other breast in his palm, kneading the soft skin. Her breathing got more erratic and he could feel her short puffs of breath against his skin.
He could have spent all night caressing her breasts, but he sensed the restless fire building within her. Forcing himself away, he kissed a path down the center of her torso, stopping for a moment to circle her bellybutton. She sucked in a breath and gave a small laugh. He smiled. Knowing she was slightly ticklish there might come in handy at some point in the future.
“Chase.” He could hear the impatience in her voice and it filled him with pleasure.
It was strange what being with her did to him. A few minutes ago, he’d known he
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