body. I stop in front of him and run my fingers through his hair before cupping the back of his head as I stand between his legs, my knees pressing against the mattress. My entire body is tense as his fingers glide up the outside of my thighs.
“Stay,” is all I say to him before leaning down and brushing my lips against his as I tilt my head slightly and run my fingers up and down his neck, scratching at his skin gently with my nails. He groans against my lips as I scratch his scalp and run my fingers through his hair, and he grips my thighs tightly, causing my sex to clench.
I’m so wet right now thinking about his rough fingers and what they’d feel like sliding in and out of me.
His hands continue to work their way up my legs, sliding under my towel, causing me to shudder against him. I moan into his mouth as they come to a stop at my butt, possessively squeezing my ass in his hands, pulling me against his chest.
Opening my mouth, I suck on his tongue as he pushes it between my lips, and the second our tongues touch, my girly parts tingle with desire. Every part of my body craves Chase’s touch.
Within seconds, he’s standing, lifting me by my ass and tossing me flat onto my back on the bed. Staring up into his piercing blue eyes, I’m instantly overwhelmed with emotions as they flood through me and my stomach begins to feel as if a million fluttering butterflies are trapped inside of it.
I am so falling for this man… crap!
Casual sex just flew out the window and floated away in the warm Atlantic Ocean.
“You smell so damn good,” he whispers against my skin as he breathes me in and presses kisses over the top of my breasts as his hand grips my towel.
My breathing is shallow as I try to push my thoughts out of my head and focus on the here and now. My hands are slightly shaking as I grip his shoulders, and Chase pulls on my towel, causing it to fall open, exposing my body to him.
I’m self-conscious as I lay naked in front of him. Sure, he’s seen me in a bikini, but never fully nude. Only two guys have, and even then, I was shy.
Leaning up on his knees, his eyes slowly roam over my body, the heat coming out of them scorching my body, warming me from the inside out. His intense gaze mixing with the feeling of his hands moving up my sides and stopping to cup my breasts has my head spinning and my heart hammering against my chest.
“Damn, Ashlynn. You’re absolutely perfect. Every. Single. Inch . Is perfect,” he says while pressing kisses to my breasts, down to my stomach, and slowly, he kisses and nibbles a path to the inside of my right thigh.
I clench my sex, wishing I could press my legs together to dull the ever-growing ache between them. I’ve never been so worked up in my entire life.
I’m relishing the feeling of Chase’s lips sucking and biting on my inner thigh and his hands teasing my breasts and nipples. I can feel an orgasm building deep inside of me, and he’s not even touched me intimately yet. His tongue is drawing circles along my thigh, driving me absolutely crazy.
“Are you seriously trying to torture me?” I laugh as I wiggle beneath him. “God, I’ve waited way too long for this,” I say between moans as his hand leaves my left breast and slides torturously slow down my stomach before coming to rest on my other thigh.
I swear he is trying to kill me!
“Chase…” His name comes out breathlessly from my lips as his mouth moves from my thigh to just above my pussy. My hands navigate from his shoulders, back into his hair, and I tighten my grip, lacing his tousled locks in-between my fingers and let out a frustrated moan.
I don’t know how much longer I can take his teasing. After two very long weeks of my body practically screaming at him to fuck me, we’re so close and he’s going so damn slow.
His dick is rock-solid pressing against his shorts, and all I know is it has to be painful. There’s no way he isn’t going just as mad as I am right
“Stay,” is all I say to him before leaning down and brushing my lips against his as I tilt my head slightly and run my fingers up and down his neck, scratching at his skin gently with my nails. He groans against my lips as I scratch his scalp and run my fingers through his hair, and he grips my thighs tightly, causing my sex to clench.
I’m so wet right now thinking about his rough fingers and what they’d feel like sliding in and out of me.
His hands continue to work their way up my legs, sliding under my towel, causing me to shudder against him. I moan into his mouth as they come to a stop at my butt, possessively squeezing my ass in his hands, pulling me against his chest.
Opening my mouth, I suck on his tongue as he pushes it between my lips, and the second our tongues touch, my girly parts tingle with desire. Every part of my body craves Chase’s touch.
Within seconds, he’s standing, lifting me by my ass and tossing me flat onto my back on the bed. Staring up into his piercing blue eyes, I’m instantly overwhelmed with emotions as they flood through me and my stomach begins to feel as if a million fluttering butterflies are trapped inside of it.
I am so falling for this man… crap!
Casual sex just flew out the window and floated away in the warm Atlantic Ocean.
“You smell so damn good,” he whispers against my skin as he breathes me in and presses kisses over the top of my breasts as his hand grips my towel.
My breathing is shallow as I try to push my thoughts out of my head and focus on the here and now. My hands are slightly shaking as I grip his shoulders, and Chase pulls on my towel, causing it to fall open, exposing my body to him.
I’m self-conscious as I lay naked in front of him. Sure, he’s seen me in a bikini, but never fully nude. Only two guys have, and even then, I was shy.
Leaning up on his knees, his eyes slowly roam over my body, the heat coming out of them scorching my body, warming me from the inside out. His intense gaze mixing with the feeling of his hands moving up my sides and stopping to cup my breasts has my head spinning and my heart hammering against my chest.
“Damn, Ashlynn. You’re absolutely perfect. Every. Single. Inch . Is perfect,” he says while pressing kisses to my breasts, down to my stomach, and slowly, he kisses and nibbles a path to the inside of my right thigh.
I clench my sex, wishing I could press my legs together to dull the ever-growing ache between them. I’ve never been so worked up in my entire life.
I’m relishing the feeling of Chase’s lips sucking and biting on my inner thigh and his hands teasing my breasts and nipples. I can feel an orgasm building deep inside of me, and he’s not even touched me intimately yet. His tongue is drawing circles along my thigh, driving me absolutely crazy.
“Are you seriously trying to torture me?” I laugh as I wiggle beneath him. “God, I’ve waited way too long for this,” I say between moans as his hand leaves my left breast and slides torturously slow down my stomach before coming to rest on my other thigh.
I swear he is trying to kill me!
“Chase…” His name comes out breathlessly from my lips as his mouth moves from my thigh to just above my pussy. My hands navigate from his shoulders, back into his hair, and I tighten my grip, lacing his tousled locks in-between my fingers and let out a frustrated moan.
I don’t know how much longer I can take his teasing. After two very long weeks of my body practically screaming at him to fuck me, we’re so close and he’s going so damn slow.
His dick is rock-solid pressing against his shorts, and all I know is it has to be painful. There’s no way he isn’t going just as mad as I am right
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