orgasm is ripped out of me. At first I
pull Chase even harder against my quivering wetness, but then I use my grip to
yank him away just as the stimulation becomes too much.
"Fuck," I
pant. "I need... you to fuck me. Now."
Chase doesn't waste
time. He reaches across my body to his nightstand and the hairs on his chest
pull against my engorged nipples. My hands slip down the contours of his back
and over his hips until I grab two handfuls of his ass. I only begin to
squeeze before he finds what he was looking for and moves back down between my
legs. It only takes him a moment to slip the condom on his already hard cock
and then he's positioned at my swollen entrance, his blue eyes shining down
into mine as he thrusts forward to immediately fill me.
I reach forward, wrapping
my arms around him and pulling him down and tight against my needy breasts. I
want to feel his chest pulling against my nipples again with each thrust of his
powerful hips.
"You're so fucking
hot," he moans as his dick pushes deeper. "I want to fill every inch
of your body with mine."
My mouth finds his as the
stubble from his face burns my chin with each urgent kiss. I let his tongue
invade my mouth, giving 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.
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