When he stopped by her side of the bed, she moved to sit up only to stop when he shook his head with a softly murmured, “No,” as he reached over and turned on the lamp by her bed. Worrying her bottom lip, Sloane watched as Chase reached for the sheet covering her and slowly pulled it down. When she went to stop him, he simply ignored her and finished pulling the sheet down until the pale pink marks beneath her breasts were visible.
For a moment, he simply sat there, staring at the marks until all she wanted to do was to pull the sheet back up and tell him that everything was fine, but the look on his face had her laying there, worrying her bottom lip as she waited for him to say something. He reached over and gently ran his fingertips over the pale pink mark that his arm had left behind as his jaw clenched tightly.
He traced the light mark several more times as he leaned over and pressed his lips against her skin. When he was done, Chase sat back up as he quietly said, “Roll over onto your stomach.”
Without a word, Sloane rolled over onto her stomach and laid her head on her folded arms as she watched him. His gaze moved over her back, looking for any marks and when he didn’t find any, he reached into her nightstand and grabbed the small tube of lotion that she used to help his muscles relax. He tossed it on the bed next to her before setting the locks on his wheelchair and leaned over to move the foot pedals out of the way before he sat back up.
He locked eyes with her as he reached back and pulled his shirt off, tossing it aside before he grabbed hold of his armrests and pushed himself up until he was standing next to her bed. As she laid there, she watched as he reached over and grabbed hold of the headboard with one hand to steady himself as he reached down and pulled his belt loose. She watched as he unsnapped his pants and pulled the zipper down before releasing the headboard so that he could push his shorts off along with his boxers.
Once he was done, he carefully climbed onto the bed next to her and picked up the lotion. He squeezed some lotion into his hand and
“I’m sorry, Pookie. It will never happen again,” Chase said as he tossed the tube back on the bed.
When she opened her mouth to tell him that there was nothing to apologize for, he cut her off with a quietly murmured, “Don’t,” as he placed his hands on her back and stole a soft groan from her as he moved his hands over her.
God, that felt good, Sloane thought, closing her eyes on a moan as he slowly moved his hands over her shoulders. It had been so long since she’d had a massage that she’d forgotten just how good they felt. Then again, she thought on another moan as Chase moved his hands down her back, she couldn’t remember it ever feeling this good before.
“Is this okay?” Chase asked as he slowly worked his hands down the small of her back.
“Perfect,” Sloane said, only to find herself moaning as he worked his hands down her body, pushing the sheet down as he went.
As she laid there, feeling more relaxed than she had in years, Chase took his time working his hands down her legs, gently massaging every muscle as he went. When he worked his hands back up her body, he followed the move by kissing a trail up her leg as his hands slid over her thighs, pushing her legs further apart as he went.
When he moved his hands over her bottom, pausing to gently squeeze it before moving his hands over her back, she rolled her bottom lip between her teeth to stop herself from moaning. He took his time, running his hands over her as she laid there, her hands grabbing hold of the pillow as every touch, caress, and gentle brush of his lips had her breath catching in her throat and her body aching for more.
She’d never met a man that could affect her like this before.
She didn’t know what it was about him, but every touch, look, kiss, and caress left her trembling and desperate for more. He knew every inch of her body, knew exactly what to do to make her lose control, and knew exactly what to do to have her coming back for more.
She wanted him, more with each passing day, and that was the problem because she couldn’t have him. She had a life to get back to and it didn’t include him. She was tempted to ask for an extension on her leave of absence, but that would make it harder to leave. The only thing making leaving bearable was knowing that she would see him every time that she came home to visit her family, which she was going to have to make sure that she did often because she wasn’t sure how long she would be able to go without his touch. This was a dangerous game that she was playing, but she couldn’t seem to make herself care, not when it felt this good.
When he helped roll her over onto her back, she opened her eyes so that she could watch him. His gaze met hers as his hands found her shoulders. Chase moved his hands down her arms in a teasing caress before running them back up her arms, over her shoulders, and down between her breasts as his gaze followed the move.
He slowly worked his hands down her body, watching as his fingertips trailed over her skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. She loved the way that he looked at her, the way that he couldn’t seem to get enough of her, and
“Mmmmm,” Sloane found herself moaning when his hands moved back up her body and settled over her breasts.
As he ran his hands over her breasts, teasing her nipples as they brushed against his palms, Sloane reached over and cupped his jaw, needing to touch him. Chase turned his head so that he could kiss her palm. Once he was done, he released her breasts so that he could place his hands on the bed on either side of her and carefully moved himself over her so that he was kneeling between her legs.
Chase leaned down and pressed a kiss against her throat before moving down, kissing a trail down to her stomach, pausing to kiss his way to each breast, making her lick her lips before he continued down, kissing his way to her stomach. He shifted lower so that the next time he kissed her, her back was arching off the bed and her fingers were threading through his hair as he tore a moan from her, leaving her desperate for more.
Her eyes slid closed as she felt his tongue slowly slide between her legs, moving over her clit and making her body come alive. He took his time licking her, teasing her clit with the tip of his tongue before tracing a path down and continued teasing her. Chase took his time, knowing what she liked.
Just when she didn’t think that she could take anymore, she felt his tongue slowly slide inside her, tearing a groan from her as she gave up running her fingers through his hair and grabbed hold of the sheet beneath her. For several minutes, Chase took his time, trying to give her what he thought she needed, but the problem was that wasn’t what she needed right now.
She needed him.
Sloane sat up, giving Chase no other choice but to do the same and when he did, she cupped his face in her hands as she laid back down, taking Chase with her. As soon as her head touched the pillow, he was settling between her legs as his mouth found hers. As she wrapped her arms around him, she couldn’t help but wonder how she was going to survive letting him go.
Chapter 36
Three Months Later…
“Five more minutes,” came the loudly mumbled announcement that had Chase dropping his cellphone back on the armrest and sitting back so that he could glare at the small woman wearing noise cancellation headphones while the sounds of a smoke alarm blaring throughout the house threatened to give him a fucking headache.
When Sloane noted the glare on his face, she playfully stuck her tongue out at him even as she pointedly wiggled her feet in his lap. Making sure to sound properly put-out, not that she could actually hear him, he began rubbing her feet, making sure that he brushed his fingertips over the sensitive skin just right and–