“Wh–why’s that?” I stutter.
“Easy access.” His breaths puff against my neck as he talks, and it sends shivers up and down my spine.
“Chase,” I breathe. “We’re in public.”
“There’s nobody here but us, baby.”
He bites my collarbone, a sting setting in from the marks his teeth leave behind. He pushes a thick finger inside me, my eyes fluttering closed as I gasp into his touch. He starts to slowly pump his finger in and out, frissons of lust sparking through my body.
“Besides,” he continues. “I think you’d like it if people were all around us, oblivious to the fact I’m about to make you come all over my hand.” He grinds his palm against me as he speaks.
My mouth parts, my eyes rolling back. I love that he knows what turns me on without me having to voice it. Is that why he keeps doing things where anyone can see? Heat spirals through my veins at the thought. He slips another finger in and moves faster, making me writhe underneath him. Tingles bloom between my legs.
He leans in, swiping his tongue along the length of my bottom lip before he moves his way down my body. He pushes my dress up further, his head disappearing underneath. I rise up on my elbows, scanning the shoreline to see if we’re still alone. Before I can make sure, my vision goes hazy from the sensation of his mouth closing around me. Right on that bundle of nerves begging to be touched. Licked. Caressed.
He twirls his tongue in tandem with his fingers, my heart beating to the pulse of my arousal. I drop back down, unable to hold myself up, tremors radiating through me. My legs wrap around him, his face fitting perfectly between them.
I lift my dress higher so I can watch him bobbing between my thighs. Reaching down, I grab fistfuls of his hair, pushing his face against me. He growls in response, his fingers twisting. Electricity lances through me.
My eyes have been closed but I force them open, wanting to watch as he makes me come apart. “Chase... I’m about to…”
His tongue moves faster. Circling. Flicking. Then he sucks hard, and I feel like I’m about to erupt. The pace of his fingers is audible from my arousal dripping on his hand.
I grip the strands of his hair tighter, twisting them as my back arches, pushing myself farther into his face. He groans like I’m the best meal he’s ever had.
I’m so close and I just need a little…
More…
Distant voices fill the air, and the panic that seizes my heart is all I need to push me over the edge.
I feel the moan building and Chase’s hand shoots up to muffle the noise. I bite down on his palm to keep from screaming. My inner walls clench around his fingers, sucking him in deeper as fireworks of pleasure explode and sizzle through my body.
He continues to lap at me as I catch my breath and float back to my body.
“Holy crap,” I say on an exhale.
He pops up and smiles, his mouth glistening. “Guess there was someone here after all.”
“You’re the worst.” I laugh, rearranging my clothes.
“You love me.”
I suck in a breath, and the carefree grin drops off his face. His words hang in the space between us.
I want to tell him that I do. I do love him. I don’t think I ever stopped. But my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth and I can’t get the words out.
“Hey, y’all got a light?” a voice interrupts our stare down, and I breathe a sigh of relief.
“Naw man, sorry,” Chase responds before turning back to look at me. “You ready to get out of here?”
“Sure.”
He grabs my hand, kissing the back of it, and the tension leaves my body with his gesture. “Okay, let’s go.”
We’re quiet on the drive to my place. It’s one of my favorite things about Chase. He doesn’t fill the air with empty thoughts. I find more comfort in his silence than I do in anyone else’s words.
We pull up to the front of my building and say our goodbyes. Just as I’m opening the truck door I hear his phone ding. I look back to see him frowning at the screen. I lean in to give him a kiss, and his arm jerks, angling the phone away from me.
Alarm bells sound in my head.
I don’t ask. Instead, I kiss him goodbye and run inside, thoughts of what he was hiding on his phone running through my head the rest of the night.
47
Chase
It was a knee-jerk reaction. One that I’m kicking myself over having. I saw the look on Goldi’s face when my hand jerked, but damn, I did not want her to see what was on my screen. Fucking Marissa. I thought everything was under control—that when I told her to cut it the fuck out with the naked pictures, she had listened. It’s only natural that when she decides to start up with her bullshit again, I’m with Goldi.
My insides feel jumbled. They aren’t going to calm down until I explain things to Goldi, but I need to do it in person. I want to look in her eyes and know she understands that when I pulled my phone away—it was to spare her the sight. Not for any other reason. Unfortunately, my explanation will have to wait because I won’t see her today. I’m stuck at the main office, and I’m tied up tonight and tomorrow setting up for Sam’s retirement party.
Still, I need to make sure we’re okay. I pull out my phone and text her.
Me: Good morning, baby. I hope your night was filled with dreams of the lake. And us. Preferably the latter. Have a good day today. Anything planned tonight?
Goddamn, that was cheesy.
I look up as Sam walks in, and shoot
