Page 94 of Lead Me On
He touched her everywhere, running his hands over her skin, dragging off her shorts, pushing up her shirt. “Jane,” he murmured over and over again. “Jane.”
In no time Chase was slipping on a condom and sliding deep inside her.
“Ah, God, Jane,” he whispered as she wrapped her arms around him. Every inch of her body touched his as he took her, plunging slow and hard.
Her nails dug into his back, her sighs turned to moans. His whole world was Jane beneath him, surrounding him.
He shifted higher on her body and Jane cried out, her nails dragging down to his ass. He felt her rising into him, her sex tightening around him. She shuddered beneath him, her scream a mixture of pleasure and tears. Just as her cries faded, Chase was pulled deep into the vortex of release, the world giving up all its light for one spinning moment.
Before he’d finished spinning, Jane went stiff beneath him. “We have to talk,” she said, pushing at his chest.
Oh, Jesus. Seriously? He couldn’t even feel his legs.
“Chase!”
Okay. All right. Chase took a deep breath and pushed up on his arms. He grabbed his jeans and headed for the bathroom. By the time he got out, Jane was up, wearing her shirt and underwear and pacing like a madwoman.
She swiped a tear off her cheek and his heart fell, but there was no getting around the truth.
“Jane, I think I’m falling in love with you.”
“What? Why did you say that?”
“Because I love you.”
“No!” she yelled.
Chase knew it was a really bad idea to smile, but he felt his lips twitch in the wrong direction.
“This is not funny!”
“Jeez. Do you do this every time a man tells you he loves you?”
Her mouth snapped shut so quickly that he heard her teeth crack together.
“I’m sorry. I can’t do this. I need to break it off. Completely.”
“Uh-huh.”
Jane stopped in her tracks and spun to face him. “What does that mean?”
“It means I don’t believe you.”
“Why?” she huffed.
“I’m not sure. Maybe because we just made love?”
“No. We hadsex,Chase.”
Intellectually, Chase knew that should have hurt, but it was so obviously a lie that his heart didn’t even twitch. She’d meant to break it off when he’d shown up, just as she’d meant to break it off several other times in their short relationship. But she couldn’t do it. Not when she wanted him.
She liked him, and she needed his body, and Chase knew that eventually those two things would mesh together and create something much more intense. Just as it had for him.
“It’s over,” Jane insisted.
“Why? What happened?”
“Nothing happened. It’s just over. It was supposed to be over after the first night!”
