“Everything.”
She swallows, then hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, sliding them down her legs and stepping out of them. She stands before me naked, cheeks flushed, the desire back in her eyes as she raises one eyebrow. “Your turn?” It’s not a command. But a question. She knows I’m in control here.
I shake my head. “Soon. First, I want to admire how fucking perfect you are.” I push off the doorway and take a step toward her, my eyes raking over every inch of her. She’s always been beautiful, but now, bathed in moonlight and naked in my bedroom, she’s breathtaking. Her long, slender legs curve into toned thighs and hips made to be gripped. Full breasts and tight nipples begging for attention. I’m utterly wrecked by the sight of her.
“Lie down on the bed,” I say.
She obeys without hesitation, her body sinking into the mattress as she stretches out before me. I move closer, my hands, my dick, my whole body aching with the need to touch her, fill her. But I hold back, enjoying the way she doesn’t try to hide herself from me. The years of friendship have made the trust between us absolute.
“Spread your legs,” I say.
“Chase,” she whispers, her hand reaching up to pull me closer.
I shake my head. “We’re taking things slow, Serena. I need you to know what good sex is. I’m going to ruin you for every other man. I’m going to worship every inch of your body. And then, and only then, only if you beg me for it, will I fuck you. Is that clear?”
I take her wrists one at a time, moving them over her head and pressing her hands to the headboard. “Don’t move your hands until I say so. Can you do that?”
She nods, her breath shuddering.
“Good girl.” I stand back once more, feeling the heat of her gaze on me. I hook my fingers under the hem of my tee and peel it slowly over my head, letting it drop to the floor. Then I strip off the rest of my clothes until I’m naked, my dick springing free, hard and aching for her. I step forward, slowly, enjoying the way she watches me like I’m her next breath. Her eyes are wild and hungry. The desire in them only makes me harder.
“Fuck,” Serena whispers on an exhale.
I don’t fight the smile as she takes in my naked body. I’m rock hard, jutting out, wanting to be buried to the hilt. “Spread your legs, princess.”
She does as she’s told, her thighs parting to reveal the delicate pink of her core. I’ve never wanted anything more. I kneel between her legs, my hands running up the smooth skin before trailing over her thighs close to where she wants them,but changing direction at the last minute, moving up to the toned muscles of her waist, then to the swell of her breasts, rolling a nipple between my fingers, savoring her gasp. I lean down, brushing my lips against hers, soft at first, then harder.
I can feel Serena trembling beneath me, her hands gripping the headboard to keep herself steady. I trail my lips down her neck, nipping lightly at the sensitive skin. She arches into me with a gasp and I move lower, my lips finding the curve of her breast. I take my time, loving the way she shudders under my touch. Her nipples beg for the attention I’m happy to give them. I tease one with the tip of my tongue before drawing it into my mouth, swirling and sucking until she moans, her hips lifting off the bed.
“Chase,” she whispers, her voice full of need.
“Is this you thinking you’re begging me?”
Her answer comes on a gasp as I roll her nipple between my thumb and finger. “Yes.”
“You haven’t even started yet.” I turn my mouth back to her breasts as my hands roam over her body, tracing every curve. My dick aches to be touched as I kiss my way down her stomach, my hands gripping her hips to hold her still as I settle between her legs. She’s spread wide for me, and I groan at the sight of her glistening heat.
I tease her with my tongue first, dragging it lightly over her clit, the taste of her almost enough to undo me. I don’t fight the groan that rumbles in my throat as my mouth claims her. Serena cries out, her hips rising off the bed again as I suck and lick and devour. I wrap my arms around her thighs to hold her still as I put everything into this moment.
I lift my head, glad to see her hands are exactly where I told her to keep them. She’s already trembling, on the edge of release. And I’m about to make her scream.
I slow my caress, sliding a hand toward the inside of her thigh, then, when I know she can’t take much more, I press one finger inside her slowly, feeling her walls clench around me, tight and wet and perfect.
“Fuck, you’re so wet for me.” My voice is low with the need pulsing inside me.
Her hips buck instinctively, and I curl my finger, finding that spot that makes her cry out. Her hands tighten on the headboard, her knuckles white.
“Chase…” she gasps, her voice breaking on the word. Hearing the way she says my name sends a jolt of heat straight to my dick. It’s almost enough to make me lose control. But I hold back, enjoying the way she writhes beneath me, her body begging for more.
I add a second finger, stretching her gently, feeling her body give way to me. She’s so fucking tight. I push deeper and she whimpers, her hips moving in rhythm with my hand. I can feel her getting closer, the tension building in her body.
“Chase,” she calls out, louder now. Breathless.
I move my mouth back just a fraction. “Has any man made you feel like this before, princess?”
“No,” she gasps. “Never.”
“Are you enjoying it?”