Beautifully Awake

checked my phone for messages. Four voicemails and nine missed texts. All from Sierra, minus one from my dad. I didn’t bother listening. My dad checked in every Saturday afternoon, like clockwork. I’d call him back tonight when I had time to shoot the shit. And Sierra, well her last text said it all.

Asspuck. U better be in a sex induced coma

Call me so I know ur ok!

Loved her, but wouldn’t put sending out the National Guard past her. In her defense, the last time she saw me I was in the middle of a heated exchange with a very intense looking Chase. Probably not the best first impression. Good god, if she only knew.

Sorry. Better than ok :)

Call u when I get home. xo

Better-than-ok was the understatement of the century. More like off the freaking charts, too good to be true. Pinch me. I replayed the past thirty-six hours in high definition. Hands down, favorite movie of all time. Cross between romantic comedy and erotica. Lord, help me.

Reaching up for two mugs, new muscles ached. I remembered every maneuver and who to thank for the delicious burn. My Dr. Sexy. I liked the sound of that. Who knew? Possessiveness was contagious.

Fine- but u owe me details.

What was dr douche’s excuse for last wk?

I had no idea. Did it even matter?

Real nice.

Gonna talk to ur baby w that mouth?

Nice job avoiding the question.

At least say he made it up to u in a BIG way?

Definitely BIG. Huge:)

Goddamn it...ur making me contract

Better not be lying.

Don’t get ur womb in a tizzy.

Call u 2morrow…lunch?

Obviously!

All joking aside- sure ur ok ?

U know I’ll kick his ass if he hurts u-

Doesn’t matter how BIG he is.

No doubt. I knew what she was asking.

I know.

Thx :)

Xo

Sierra’s heart was in the right place and I hated to worry her. Her misguided guilt sliced me. My past was just that. Mine. Some things were beyond our control, beyond my control.

The Cuisinart chimed and the aroma of joe infiltrated my senses. I loved coffee, and my gut told me the same might be true of that man in the bedroom. I poured two mugs and decided Chase was right. Sleep was overrated.

I dropped our coffees on the dresser and climbed under the softest white cotton in existence. The smell of Chase and sex permeated the sheets; it was intoxicating.

I lay staring at every inch of him, completely overwhelmed, my body tingling. Even asleep, he was beautiful. Tall and muscular, but not bulky. Every muscle was sharply defined. His body took up half of the king-size bed, but his presence filled the entire room. I was thankful. This man gave me back a part of myself I had shut down. Screw that, he activated hardware I never knew existed. I never planned on Chase. Most of all, I was thankful that I felt all of it. He needed to know it.

My fingers tenderly traced his Romaji characters. First do no harm. Like he needed the reminder. I kissed his rock hard belly on my way down to claim my prize. Chase groaned, low and gravelly, and his hard cock swelled even more.

“What do you think you’re doing?” His voice alone made my nipples tight.

“Saying thank you.” I circled my tongue over his smooth tip. “Maybe you lost count.” I licked the length of his underside. “But I do believe you said double digits.” I licked down the length of his topside. “I believe we’re well into the teens.” I licked around the base of his head. “And I get anything, anything I want.” I ran my tongue up his rigid hard length once more and took him deep in my mouth.

He tightly tangled his hands in my long hair. “Ah fuck, Blue.” He guided me with hard tugs. My head rose and fell, alternating between sucking and licking. I took him even deeper, swallowing as much as I could. “Yes, baby, suck me.” The dominant strain of his voice was insanely arousing. His body’s response had my sex dripping. He tasted like heaven.

I never imagined getting so much from giving. Going down was usually my go-to plan when I wasn’t in the mood to have sex. Selfish fuck-face was easy enough to get off. I never let him finish in my mouth, so I never cared one way or the other. This was different. Everything with Chase was different. I fantasized about giving Chase this since the first night he refused me. Every lick. Every taste of him turned me on more. I increased my pace and he fought for control. His guttural groans got more intense. Suddenly he released the tight grip on my hair and bent over, forcefully grabbing my hips. He turned my body until I was positioned on top of him. Belly to belly, but head to toe. Sixty-freaking-nine. He spread my thighs wide, positioning me over his mouth like a surgical mask. Oh shit.

“You come first, or we come together ... understand?” It wasn’t a question. It was an order. And probably the sexiest thing I ever heard. “Answer me, Blue.” The heat from his breath against my sex almost sent me over the edge.

My lips released him just long enough to pant, “Understand.”

His mouth assaulted my sex, lapping me, teasing me.

My mouth went on autopilot, sucking like my life depended on it. I moaned each time his warm tongue circled my tight bud. Then he thrust his hard tongue in and out. I exploded. He gently kissed my trembling sex and held me tight while the wave crested.

He rocked my world for the umpteenth time, and I wanted more than anything to do the same for him. “Your turn, baby,” I whispered in the sexiest voice I could muster. Then I made a conscious effort to relax the back of my throat and take him as deep as possible.

“So fucking deep, you’re going to kill me. Next one’s together. Hear me?”

Next one. There was no way. I couldn’t handle any more. I just wanted to focus on him.

His lips sealed over me again and he started to suck with the most exquisite amount of pressure. Then his finger slid through my wetness reaching further back. I tightly clenched as much as my position would allow. Nervous and embarrassed. This was definitely entering unchartered territory.

“Relax, baby. I would never hurt you. Trust me.” There were those words again. Trust me. I didn’t know how or why, but I did. I trusted him completely with my body and knew he would only ever bring me pleasure. Part of me wanted to believe I trusted him with my heart too. I was tired of over thinking, doubting. I just wanted to feel.

I whimpered loudly, unable to make any other sound, and tried to relax. His gentle seeking gave way to a push and a harsh, burning stretch. A painful sensation replaced by unadulterated pleasure. I was in ecstasy, throbbing for release, sucking furiously and writhing, until we both crashed over. Coming hard. Together. Un-fucking real.

“Oh Chase. I never...” My throat knotted as unexplained emotions pummeled me. Vulnerable and exposed, I held tight against his thigh.

“Baby, come here.” He pulled me tight to his chest, gently caressing my shoulders and back. “That was amazing.” I felt his smile under his lips as he kissed my forehead. My eyes fluttered shut to hide my emotions. “Look at me. I didn’t hurt you, did I?” I opened my eyes to see his distress.