Thrill of the Chase (Dangerous Love) by Elle Keating Read Free Book Online

back, but he was too quick. His hands encircled her waist and she was flush against his chest. “Kiss me. If you feel nothing, I’ll walk away.”
    The desire, the heat between them, was too intense. And it wasn’t like Erin was going to see him on Monday; she had quit her job at his company. There really wasn’t anything to lose. One kiss and she would walk away. One kiss to help inspire her when she was alone and pleasuring herself.
    “No.” Erin shook her head. “You kiss me,” she said.
    He didn’t hesitate. She felt his lips on hers. His breath was a heady mixture of mint and Scotch, and she welcomed his tongue as it eagerly explored her mouth. His hands had taken the liberty of cupping her ass. It felt like he didn’t just want her, but needed her. It intrigued her that she didn’t tremble in fear at the thought. Erin heard him groan and it only fueled her desire to go even further, right there on the dance floor. Erin tried to care about how many people had to be watching them but could think of nothing beyond Chase. Erin heard herself whimper as his kiss drew deeper. She reached down and felt his cock through his pants.
    He grabbed her hand and groaned. “You will make me come if you continue to touch me.” Erin loved how powerful she felt. It wasn’t the alcohol that was giving her the courage. It was the sudden realization that she hadn’t died that night in the cemetery, though her current day-to-day routine ever since suggested otherwise, that prompted her to seize this moment and take control of it. It was an aphrodisiac just watching him come dangerously close to losing control as she cupped his balls. “Erin, we can’t do this here.” His voice was firm and dark.
    Erin wanted him more than she wanted anything. “Yes,” she whispered. He took her hand and led her through the club and out the front door, where a limo was idling. The driver opened the door and they both got in. For Chase, it was probably a daily occurrence to be driven around in a stretch limo, but Erin she could count on two fingers how many times she had found herself seated in such luxurious surroundings: once on the way to the club just this very night, and back when she was eighteen and going to her senior prom with a guy Paul had threatened to castrate if he didn’t behave himself. But she didn’t feel intimidated now; rather, her confidence soared and she was determined to live out the fantasy she had started on the dance floor.
    Chase pushed the button for the intercom and told the driver to take them to the penthouse. Chase blacked out the glass with the push of another button. They picked up right from where they left off, but this time Erin kissed him. He laid her on her back and within seconds, Chase undid the two snaps that were holding her bodice intact and exposed her bare breasts. Her nipples were already hard and needy. He caressed one while he took the other in his mouth, sucking on it ravenously. Erin groaned, as the pain was intoxicating.
    “I need to taste you…and I will not wait.” His voice was gruff and wanting.
    Chase pulled up her dress, her black silk thong in full view. He looped his fingers under the smooth fabric of the waistband and shuffled the undergarment down her legs. The action was gentle but determined. He started to kiss her thighs and as he reached her entrance, she felt her juices flow shamelessly down her legs. Each heated kiss left her begging for another. He wasn’t just kissing her thighs, but tasting her with his lips and tongue.
    “Oh my God, you’re so wet for me, Erin. I need to make you come. It’s all I’ve thought about.”
    Erin saw what looked like desperation—that need for her—in his eyes, which only made her own desire to be claimed by him mount with each passing second. She was panting for him. “Please Chase…touch me.” Her legs fell apart, giving him the personal invite to satisfy her feverish need.
    He slid his tongue into her tight slit and she