“You feel so good.” I moan, tipping back my head as Chase’s hands tighten their hold on my hips.
“Yeah, I do. And now I’m going to need to hear you scream for me, princess.” And with that, he moves from the bed, carrying me with him, still buried inside me.
He sits me on the edge of the desk, only moving me off him and stepping back to remove my panties. “Fuck, Serena, these are soaked. You like riding my dick?”
I nod, then gasp as he closes the gap between us, positioning himself once more at my opening. His mouth crashes into mine and his hands roam, exploring every inch—my thighs, my breasts, my nipples. He kisses and strokes and nips until I’m arching into him, my fingers digging into his shoulders.
“Fuck me,” I beg.
Chase draws back, dragging my ass to the edge of the desk. “I want you to feel every inch of me driving into you.” He thrusts inside me, the fullness of him stretching my walls, filling me completely. I gasp, my hands gripping the edge of the desk as he moves deeper, every inch of him pressing against my walls in a way that makes me shudder. He’s relentless, his hips snapping forward with a force that drives me wild. I arch my back, my legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer, needing more.
His hands hold my hips in a punishing grip, fingers digging into my skin as he fucks me hard, the desk creaking beneath us. His breath is hot against my neck, his lips grazing my skin as he growls, “You feel so fucking good, Serena.”
I can’t think, can’t speak. Every thrust sends a wave of pleasure through me, building higher and higher. My nailsscrape down his back as I cling to him, desperate for the release that’s building.
“Chase.” I call out his name as he hits that spot inside me, over and over. He’s everywhere, all at once—his body pressing into mine, his hands holding me steady, his voice in my ear, rough and demanding.
“Say it,” he growls, his pace slowing just enough to make me beg. “Tell me how much you want it.”
“I want it,” I whimper, my hips lifting to meet his. “I want you. Please, Chase, don’t stop.”
He doesn’t. His thrusts become harder, faster, driving me closer to the edge. I can feel the tension coiling inside me, every nerve on fire as he fucks me with a desperation that matches my own.
“Come for me,” he commands. “Let me feel you fall apart.”
Chase’s movements slow suddenly, his hips stilling, but his hand slips between us; his fingers brush against my heat. I cry out, my body arching instinctively toward his touch. His fingers find my clit, circling tightly, the pressure building with every stroke. His pace picks up, his fingers working me with a precision that leaves me trembling, my legs shaking around him.
“Chase,” I choke out, my voice breaking as the sensations overwhelm me. His eyes lock on mine, dark and intense, watching every flicker of pleasure that crosses my face.
I can’t hold back anymore. The wave crashes over me, my body shuddering as I come undone beneath his touch. My cries fill the room, but Chase doesn’t stop; his fingers continue to coax every last tremor from me. All I can think, as the walls close in and the world stills and I try to catch my breath, is how I never want this man to stop fucking me.
TWENTY-SEVEN
CHASE
I’m so fucking close to the edge, I could let go right now. I’m on fire as Serena comes undone, her walls clamping around my dick. Every pulse of her orgasm pushes me closer to my own. But I’m not finished. Not even close. This is the distraction I needed. It’s all I want. Hearing Serena’s cries, filling her, it’s the only thing that silences my thoughts.
I pull back a fraction, my hands gripping her hips as I lift her off the desk. Her legs lock around me. She weighs nothing as she wraps her arms around my neck. I catch the sweet blossom of her perfume, the citrus scent of the shampoo she’s used since she was fifteen. The scents are so damn enticing. I lay her down gently on the bed, but there’s nothing gentle about the way I push her legs apart. I barely give Serena time to recover before I’m inside her again, driving deep, her gasp turning into a moan that lights a fire inside me.
I shift her hips, angling her in a way that makes her arch off the bed, her hands gripping the sheets. I’m relentless, my hips snapping forward with a rhythm that’s hard, fast, desperate. Every thrust is deeper than the last, every movement drawing another cry from her lips. I can feel her walls clenching around me, pulling me deeper.
“Chase,” she gasps, chest heaving. “Don’t stop.”
“Fuck, Serena. Fuck, you feel… so good.” The word leaves my mouth in a low moan.
There’s nothing but this—her breath, her body, the way she feels wrapped around me. I’m lost in it, consumed by it. Serena’s cries grow louder, more desperate. The sound is fuel to the fire burning in me. I can’t hold back anymore. My pace quickens, my thrusts becoming rougher, more urgent. Her body arches, her back lifting off the bed as she comes undone beneath me, her cries filling the room.
I’m right there with her as my release crashes over me in sharp, dizzying waves. My hips jerk forward, burying myself to the hilt as I spill deep inside her, groaning her name into the curve of her neck. My entire body tenses, every nerve ending igniting in white-hot pleasure, the sensation blinding and all-consuming. For a moment, there’s only the pounding of my heartbeat, the sound of our ragged breathing, and the sweet ache of release.
I don’t move, don’t pull away. I stay there, buried deep inside her as Serena’s chest rises and falls against me, her heartbeat still racing like mine. I don’t move, don’t want to. All I want is to stay right here, wrapped in her warmth and bare skin and peace.
“You OK?” she whispers, her voice soft.
“Yeah, I am,” I reply, meaning it. I roll onto my side but keep her close, not wanting to let her go.
She shifts, nestling into the crook of my arm, her head resting on my chest. Her fingers trace random patterns on my skin. “And there I was thinking that telling you weird facts and weather reports was good distraction when all the while I should’ve been doing this.”
“Oh, I like your weird facts,” I say, pulling her close, “but this is exactly what I needed right now. Thank you.”