Page 131 of Chase
“Never said anything about wanting you to stop.”
I line my tip up with his hole, teasing him back, so achingly hard I feel like I could burst.
“Chase,” he says in that low, warning tone that he loves to use when he’s about to try to teach me a lesson.
But he doesn’t get to do that now.
I’m the one who has what he wants.
I sink my cock inside his hole and he groans loudly, and I love the sound so fucking much I feel my mouth break out in a smile, my lips rubbing up against the back of his hair near his ear.
“You want me to hurt you?” I murmur against him, letting my cock slowly push further, unrelenting. “You still think you can handle me?”
“Fuck you,” he utters, but his tone is laced with a desperate desire that he isn’t able to hide. “Give me more.”
I hum against him. “You will get more when I want to give it to you.”
I steady myself against him. I’ve almost gotten my cockhead inside him, but that thick ridge is the widest part and I know he’s bluffing right now.
At least… I think he is. Either way, him begging me for more pain out of nowhere is the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.
Holy fuck.
I inhale his scent and I use my hand to tug his hair backward, moving his head so that I can kiss him. He tilts his neck backward slightly, leaning into my kiss, opening so I can slide my tongue into his mouth.
And then I start to press my cock deeper. His mouth goes slack against mine, and I feel his breath along my lips as he stills his body, trying to take the thickest part of me.
When the ridge is just pushing past him, he exhales, and I lean in to take his lower lip between my teeth.
He moans against me and once I’ve pushed past, it starts to go in easily.
So easily that it feels almost impossible not to shove all the way into him.
“Oh, God,” he utters, and when his eyelids flutter open to look at me, a surge of something electric hits my chest.
The way he’s looking at me is too good.
He’s given up all pretense of pretending he’s not completely in my control, right now, and he’s looking at me like I have his entire world within my palm.
Logan.
Mine.
If there was any shred of doubt I still had about what he told me earlier, this is a gleaming beacon of certainty that shoots straight through my entire body.
You are mine.
You actually are.
And I am going to take such good care of you.
I press the side of my face up against his, sliding as deep as I can into him, and it’s so much better than every fantasy I had about this. Fucking somebody has always felt good, but it’s never felt like this. Like we’ve tapped into some other plane of existence that only contains this moment, that we were made for.
“There’s nothing that’s going to keep me from you,” I tell him, sliding my cock out of him and then plunging back in for the first time. “I can take it. I can take anything, if I get to have you.”
“I can’t control myself around you,” he utters, shoving his ass back against me and exhaling through the tight squeeze. “How am I supposed to…”
“Baby. You don’t have to.”
