Page 59 of Chasing Forever

She shook her head, but it wasn’t so much in response to his compliment as it was trying to keep herself in check. If they kept this up, it wouldn’t be long at all, and…

Suddenly he sat up too, bringing them chest to chest and eye to eye. “Let’s go to the bedroom.”

She nodded, and he lifted her into his arms and carried her down the hall.

When he set her feet on the floor of her bedroom, she froze for a second.

“Everything okay?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Let me finish undressing you.”

She almost argued, thinking it only fair that he remove his clothes too. But his hands were already on her, and she felt too good to make him stop.

Her dress was open to the waist, and he carefully tugged it over her hips and down her legs. She stepped out of it, and he laid it at the end of the bed before coming to stand in front of her again.

She expected him to make quick work of removing her panties and sandals, but instead, he drew her up against him and kissed her deeply.

The kiss was wonderful, as all his kisses were, but she wanted more. She wanted to see and feel all of him. Taking a step back, she pulled up on his shirt, which was neatly tucked into his shorts. “I want this off.”

“The lady speaks!”

She shot him a look that was half scowl, half smile, and he quickly pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. “Better?”

“Um-hmm. But I’ve already seen your chest,” she said, rubbing her hands over his pecs.

“You’d like to see more?”

“Would I be standing here in my underwear if I didn’t?”

“There’s my sassy girl.”

He grinned and placed his hands on the button of his shorts. While he was unzipping them, she started to take off her sandals, but he placed a hand on her arm to stop her.

“Leave those on.”

“But they might poke you.”

“Don’t care.”

The sound of his shorts hitting the floor was like an explosion, and she looked down at his gray boxer briefs. She wished she could thank whoever had invented this style of men’s underwear. They hugged his body like a second skin and showcased every hard, male inch of him.

“Good choice?” he said with a gruff laugh.

“Excellent choice.”

She was expecting them to move on to the final reveal, but apparently, he had other plans. He hauled her into his arms, and she wrapped her legs around his waist while he backed them up to the bed.

He lifted her with such ease that she almost made a short joke, but she decided not to. He gently laid her down and then climbed over her on all fours, trapping her in the best possible way.

He started to say something, but she reached up and placed a finger over his lips. “You don’t need to ask. I’m good, we’re good, everything’s good.”

“Well, good.”

They both laughed, but when he slipped his fingers into the sides of her panties, the smile froze on her face. This is it. I’m really doing this. Go me!

Still kneeling, Chase slid her panties down her legs and over her sandals, being careful not to snag them. Then he ran his hands up her inner thighs and gently nudged them apart.