I… I remember. A twenty-year-old Chase was so hard up after two weeks, he was begging me for a little affection. I gave in, and we never went more than a few days since—until I forgot who I was and only fucked him once in the last three months.
Something Chase seems very determined to remedy all of a sudden.
One second, he’s holding me tight, peering at me like I’m the eighth wonder of a world that might not have any others left. Who knows? America has been destroyed, but when the news stopped, so did any reports whether or not the lurkers had spread to the rest of the world.
That’s one second. The next? Chase drops his head, kissing my neck. His hands go to my ass. I gasp as he hoists me up, guiding me to wrap my legs around him.
I clutch his shoulders as he starts to move. “Chase? What are you doing?”
“I need you, Hallie. You’re here… you’reback. I love you.” He carries me easily, but not far. Instead of going to the bed, he backs me up against the nearest wall. Setting me down on my feet, he reaches between us, going for the button on my jeans. “Ineedyou.”
Holy shit. He wants to fuck menow?
I shouldn’t be surprised. I’ve been fighting my need and desire for this man since July. I gave in once, telling myself that would be enough, but when I only became more and more addicted… yeah. I should’ve known then that something was up. Xandra tolerated Chase. She thought I could do better. No matter what, she never would’ve made a move on him.
But Hallie? In this life or any other, I would recognize this man as the other half of my soul.
Does that mean I want to pick up where we left off in East Jersey and put on a fucking show for whoever is on the other side of those cameras?
He’s got the button undone, my zipper down. Now he’s working on his, so determined, it’s a little flattering that he needs to fuck methisbadly.
I feel like I at least have to remind him of the shitty situation we’re in. “Chase! Are you insane? There are cameras in here.”
“And? They just put my wife in a cell with me after doing something to help her remember sheismy wife. They had to expect this. You’re mine, Hallie. Before you forget again, I’m going to fuck my wife, and if they want to watch, enjoy the goddamn show.”
Technically, I’m not his wife. We were engaged, and kept putting off the marriage for superficial reasons that I can’t remember at the moment. Not when Chase has his hand slipping underneath my panties, his breath on my ear as he pants, “Say yes, baby, sayyes.”
When was the last time we showered? There’s ash on my skin, like usual, and this is probably the worst time to forget our surroundings and lose ourselves in each other.
But you know what? You only live once, and there’s no promise that I’ll get another chance, so…
“Yes, baby,” I moan, his fingers brushing up against my clit.
Fuck me. From the moment he said he needed me, my body had already started to respond to him. I can only imagine how soaked I am, and when he shoves my jeans down, peeling my panties away from me, they seem to stick. I’m hot. I’m breathing heavily as he works to get one boot off, then the other. My jeans and panties follow, leaving my lower half completely bare to him.
As Chase hurries to release his dick, not even bothering to undress himself, I shrug off Rory’s jacket. I’ll keep it, it’s minenow—and a reminder of the sisterandbrother I lost—but right now, I want as much of me pressed up against Chase as I can get.
My back is still to the wall. I’m ready to fuck Chase, and when he whips out his erection, it’s easy to see that there won’t be any foreplay necessary. Not when there’s a chance we can be interrupted at any moment.
Chase is thinking along the same lines as me. Pushing me up so that I’m on the tiptoes of one foot, he grabs me under the other thigh, hooking the other foot around his waist, spreading me wide open. The wall at my back, his chest up against me, he pins me in place right as he uses his free hand to grab the base of his erection and guide the head of his cock to my waiting pussy.
Once we’re lined up, he shoves. One thrust inside of me and the only man I’ve ever loved has found his way home.
For a moment, he just stays there, stretching me out as I take everything he has to offer. He leans his head, nipping my bottom lip until I open my mouth, inviting him in. He kisses me, really kisses me, and as I cling to him again, he begins to move.
“They tried to take you away from me, baby. They wanted us to be apart. Fuck that. You watching us on your camera? Fuckyou. This is my wife… so you can watch me fuck her.”
“Chase…”
He dips his head, bracing his forehead against mine. “I know, Hallie. Iknow. This is about you and me. You’re back, baby. You’rehome.”
I’m being fucked in the middle of a cell in New York City. I’m as far from home as I can be. But as Chase draws back, then slams his entire length inside of me as I whimper, I know he’s right.
When I’m in Chase Knight’s arms, Iamhome.
“Look at me. Only at me.” He presses his forehead to mine. “I thought I lost you. Whatever they do to us, I don’t care because I have my Hallie back. And nothing will tear us apart again.”
I want to believe him. We’re trapped in this cell, surrounded by the monsters of Project Phoenix and at their mercy, but I have Chase if nothing else. If we die, at least we’ll die together, and I’ll go knowing that there isn’t anyone left on this hellish Earth that I adore more than him.