“Chase,” I breathed.
“Say it, Anna.”
I stared at him questioningly.
“Say you’re mine.”
“I don’t think there’s ever been a moment when I haven’t been,” I answered in a rush. “It’s only ever been you. Even when I made mistakes, you’ve been the only one in here.” I placed his hand over my heart.
One second, he was staring at me, the next, his mouth took mine again, hungry, almost desperate. Then his lips trailed down my neck as he relaxed his arms around me, just enough that I could lean back in them so he could blaze a path to my chest. He closed his mouth around a bud and sucked hard, causing me to buck against him. He held me like I weighed nothing and swirled his tongue around my nipple before grazing it with his teeth.
I couldn’t stop the whimper as he moved to the next one, kissing, licking, and nipping.
All of my nerve endings were on fire. I wanted more, but I didn’t know how to ask. But I didn’t have to, because once again, Chase knew me so well.
“You want more, Blossom?”
“I…”
“Are you wet for me?”
My face blazed, but I managed a small nod.
He stood, easing me down his body.
“Stay here.”
Feeling suddenly shy and exposed, I crossed my arms over my chest.
Chase leaned in and kissed me. “No one’s here. Except…” He looked a few feet away, where Jack was lying on his back, snoring in the sun. Chase grabbed his backpack from where he had dropped it on the millstone earlier. He pulled out a blanket and spread it out on the grass. Jack rolled over and tried to claim it, but Chase tossed a bone several yards away. Jack loped after it, and I grinned, knowing it would keep him occupied for hours.
I laughed. “You thought of everything, huh?”
“I was thinking a small picnic, but you look tastier,” he answered with a smirk, causing a dimple to pop in his cheek.
He pulled his shirt over his head, then knelt on the blanket and reached for me. I sank to my knees in front of him, tentatively reaching out to touch the muscles that flexed beneath my gaze, but then pulled my hand back. I didn’t know what he wanted. Didn’t know if he needed to be in control.
“Don’t be afraid, Anna. Touch me. I’m desperate for your touch.”
That’s all it took for me to fall into his arms. He caught me easily, flipping us to our side while he ran a hand up and down my back, venturing lower and lower until he cupped my upper thighs. His hands slid under my skirt, which had risen close to my butt. His skin was warm from the sun, but goosebumps popped up as my fingers gently glided along his skin, pausing to tease his nipples as he’d done to me.
His fingers slid beneath my underwear, his hand squeezing my butt cheek until moving forward and cupping me between my thighs. Breathless, I pressed against him. His fingers parted me, gathering the wetness and teasing me.
Another whimper rose from deep inside me. “Chase, I?—”
“Tell me what you want, Anna.”
“I…I don’t know.”
“Do you want more?”
I nodded against his chest. I wasn’t used to conversationduring sex. It had always been one-sided with Mason. But I didn’t want him in my head in this moment. I wanted to be braver with Chase. “I want more.”
He kissed the top of my head. “My brave girl,” he whispered as he shifted his hand and slid a finger inside me.
I rocked against him. “More.”
A second finger joined the first, both moving in and out, slowly.
