truth to his promise of invading me fully. My hands reach down to find his hard ass once more, and I dig my nails into the flesh just as he thrusts one final time before shuddering to his own hot conclusion.
His lips fall away and I feel his panting breath against my neck even as his hips slow their frantic pace. They continue to slowly grind against me for a few more moments before he pulls himself off and slips down next to my body.
I listen to his breathing slow and then fall into a pattern indicating sleep. The clock beside the bed reads well after midnight, which means it's Sunday. Only one more day here before my Monday morning flight.
All of a sudden I'm not quite as anxious to get on that plane.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
It took me a while to fall asleep and so it didn't surprise me that it was so late in the morning when I finally woke up. Sleeping in hotels is always so much easier because of the blackout blinds. I've never been able to find something as good for my room at home.
It takes me a few moments of yawning and stretching before I realize I'm alone in the bed, and this time there's no smell of coffee to let me know that Chase is still around.
"Chase?" There's no sound coming from the other room, so I slip out of bed, just as naked as when I went to sleep last night, and chance a peak outside the bedroom door. The room is deserted, but there's a plate with a chocolate croissant sitting on the coffee table by the couch and a bottle of water. I walk quickly through the rest of the suite, but Chase isn't there. He didn't mention having a tournament to play, but perhaps he just left on an errand.
I pick up the croissant and eat it on my way to the bathroom. I'm hungrier than I thought, so it's gone in minutes. Not surprising since I slept right through breakfast.
I have a quick shower and when I come out, Chase is sitting on the bed smiling at me.
"You have an incredible body," he notes, his eyes taking as much of it in as he can as I scrub a towel through my hair to dry it.
"Sorry I slept so long. What have you been up to?" I finish drying my hair but I don't cover my body. I like how much he seems to be admiring it. His attention makes me feel sexy.
He takes a moment before answering, his eyes distracting his mouth as they feast on my still damp body. "I didn't want to wake you. You looked so peaceful. I just went downstairs and had housecleaning do me a favor." He nods toward the door where I see my clothes from the night we met cleaned and in a clear plastic bag, hanging over the doorknob. "I had them wash them this morning. One of the perks of pretty much living here."
"Oh god, thank you," I exclaim, smiling at the thought of finally being able to put on my own clean clothes. "That was very thoughtful of you. I guess I should take that as a hint that you want me to get dressed. Is that really what you had in mind?" I walk forward playfully so that I'm within reach of his arms, and he doesn't waste time grabbing a handful of my bare flesh and pulling me forward onto his lap.
"Actually, I have a couple of things in mind, and neither of them require you to get dressed..." he grins as his hands brush against my breasts. "But honestly, I thought maybe we'd pop over to my place today? Maybe have some lunch there?"
"Really?"
"Don't look so shocked! You'll see that there's no big secret, I just hardly spend any time there. The casino is much more interesting."
"When do we leave?"
"As soon as you're ready." His hands close on my nipples, rolling them in his fingers. "Unless you want to stay for a bit..."
I squirm out of his grip and spin off of his lap and onto my feet. "I can be ready in 10 minutes. I'm not giving you a chance to change your mind. There'll be plenty of time for that later."
Chase flashes me his version of puppy dog eyes, but I respond by sticking out my tongue.
"I can think of something you can do with
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