As Chase let himself in her room, he glanced over at the bed and was just able to make her out, thanks to the soft moonlight spilling into her room. She was curled up on her side with her back to him. What if she’d only been interested in making this a one-time thing, he wondered, debating turning around and going back to his room before he
“Took you long enough,” came the softly mumbled welcome that had him closing the door behind him and making his way over to her bed. He’d barely had a chance to set the brakes on his wheelchair when she was climbing onto his lap and tearing a groan from him when he wrapped his arms around her and was met with warm, bare skin.
God, she felt so fucking good in his arms.
“I’ll do better next time,” Chase promised her as he felt her hand make its way down his stomach.
“That’s all I ask.”
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“What are you doing?” Sloane couldn’t help but wonder as she felt Chase slowly pull the ties holding her bikini bottom closed, loose beneath the towel covering her.
“Helping you get more comfortable,” he murmured as he pulled her bikini bottom off and dropped it on the patio floor.
“How exactly is this helping me?” she asked as he snaked his hand back beneath the towel.
“You looked uncomfortable,” Chase murmured as he ran his hands over her thighs and pulled them apart so that they were hanging over his legs, spreading her open.
“I’m sitting on your lap, so I’m pretty comfortable,” she promised him, only to lick her lips as he ran his hands back up her thighs.
“Are you sure?” he asked in an incredibly sexy whisper as she felt his hand move between her legs.
She opened her mouth to answer him only to moan when she felt his fingers brush over her clit as his other hand slid down her thigh and
“Oh, god…” Sloane whispered weakly when she felt his finger slide inside her.
“Is this better?” Chase whispered seductively while he kissed the side of her neck as she laid her head back against his shoulder and moaned as he took his time teasing her.
“Mmmhmmm,” she moaned, only to shift on his lap when she felt the large bulge trapped beneath her in his swimming trunks pressing against her.
“Have I told you just how good you feel, Sloane?” Chase asked, sliding another finger inside her as he continued to slowly tease her clit with his fingertips and
She found herself sighing heavily with a little whimper at the end there when she realized that they had to stop. “You have therapy soon.”
“This is more important,” Chase murmured, sounding thoughtful.
“What’s more important?” she somehow managed to ask only to whimper when he said, “Finding out just how wet I can make you with my fingers.”
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“I’m going to need you to man up here,” Sloane said with a heartfelt sigh that had Chase, who was seriously thinking about spanking her ass, grinding his teeth as he struggled to raise his legs and
“Keep going, Chase,” Sloane said, watching him as he continued to struggle to raise his legs and pull his knees toward his chest as his body trembled and he released a pained groan only to sigh in relief when he finally did it.
He’d moved his fucking legs.
“Fuck,” Chase bit out as he dropped his legs back down on the mat while he struggled to catch his breath.
“I suppose that was good enough for today,” the woman who lived to torment him said with a shrug only to bite back a smile when Chase narrowed his eyes on her.
“Don’t worry. I’m sure you’ll do better tomorrow,” Sloane said with a teasing look only to laugh when he reached for and
“Oh, my god! I was kidding!” Sloane managed to get out between fits of giggles as Chase began a tickling attack that she really should have seen coming. When he finished tickling her, she rewarded him with a kiss and a murmured, “You did great, Chase.”
“God, you’re mean,” Chase managed to get out as he rolled over onto his back, struggling to ignore just how much his back and legs hurt.
“Hey, you’re the one that wanted me to do this. I suggested hiring an actual physical therapist, but you refused,” Sloane pointed out as she grabbed a bottle of lotion from her nightstand.
“You do a better job,” Chase said, moving to sit up so that he could go relax in the hot tub until his muscles stopped screaming in agony only to find himself pushed back down by the cruel woman who lived to torment him.
“Then let me do my job,” the stubborn woman that he couldn’t seem to get enough of said with a teasing smile as she squeezed lotion into her hands.
“Fine,” Chase said, sighing heavily as he closed his eyes and
Groaned when he felt her small hands move over his legs, somehow managing to do what normally took two Advil and an hour in the hot tub. God, that felt good, Chase thought as he laid there, enjoying the way it felt to have Sloane run her hands over his legs, slowly working the tension out of his muscles.
Definitely better than the hot tub, Chase thought, feeling himself relax as the woman that was full of surprises worked her magic. If he’d known just how good this felt, he would have demanded it ten times a day from the start. So much better than the hot tub, he thought while Sloane ran her hands up his legs and over his thighs, tearing a groan from him as she worked on his sore muscles. When she ran her hands over his chest and stomach, he decided that they were going to end all his physical therapy sessions this way from now on.
“How does that feel?” Sloane asked, running her hands over his chest and shoulders.
“Perfect,” Chase said as she worked her magic on his arms, back up to his shoulders, down his chest, over his stomach, and
Robbed him of another groan when she ran her hands back down his thighs, the move bringing her close to the part of him that was really enjoying her touch. He felt his cock twitch with interest when she ran her hands down his legs only to feel himself grow hard when she slowly moved her hands back up his thighs, lightly brushing his balls before sliding her hands back up.
Opening his eyes, Chase watched as Sloane moved so that she was straddling his thighs. “Is this okay?” she asked as she settled more comfortably on his lap.
“More than okay,” he said, watching while she absently nodded as she turned her attention to his shorts.
“Are you sure?” Sloane asked as she traced the curve of his erection through his shorts with her fingertip.
“I mean, it could be better,” Chase said, watching as her lips twitched while she reached inside his shorts and
Slowly pulled him free, giving his cock a slow caress that had him licking his lips.
“And how could I make this better, hmm?” Sloane murmured absently as she continued to slowly work her hand over him.
“You could take your clothes off,” Chase said, running his hands over her thighs as he watched her small tan hand slide over his cock.
“I could, but I’m not sure that would be very professional,” she said with a sad shake of her head that had his lips twitching.
“Oh, it would definitely be professional,” Chase said, nodding as he watched her make a show of thinking it over.
“I suppose it couldn’t hurt,” Sloane said, sounding thoughtful as she released his cock and climbed off his lap. Once she was off the bed, she slowly, so fucking slowly that it nearly killed him, took off her clothes.