“Nothing you haven’t seen before, sweetheart.”
“It, uh, seems bigger.”
He smirked. “Thank you, baby.” He slid his hands forward just enough, his thumbs now moved against my clit. “You can take it, Blossom. When you’re ready. But please, God, tell me you are because I’m dying for you.”
I shifted enough that his tip bumped my entrance.
“That’s it, baby.” His voice was strained, but he wasn’t rushing me.
But I wanted him, and that’s all that I focused on. Slowly, I sank down on him, our eyes locked on each other the entire time, until he completely filled me.
“Fuck,” he breathed, but hestill didn’t move.
I felt a slight burn, not having done this in so long, but he’d made sure I was ready for him. Slowly, I raised up and slid back down, each time with more speed.
Chase let out a growl, then lifted his hips to meet mine. My nails dug into his arms and my back arched when he used his thumbs once again to stroke my clit, sending me higher and higher until I clamped down around him, crying his name as once again he took me to incredible heights.
He powered into me a few more times until he came with a curse.
With a shudder, I collapsed on top of him, sweaty and disheveled, but happy and languid.
Chase’s hands ran up and down my back before tangling in my hair to pull my head up for a kiss.
“Next time we do this in a bed,” he mumbled. “This ground is hard.”
“Mmm,” I hummed. “I hadn’t noticed. I like what’s under me.”
He laughed as he sat up, wrapping me in his arms. “Good. Because I plan for this to happen a lot more.”
Chapter 22
Anna
Chase’s fingersplayed with my hair after another epic round of lovemaking.
As soon as his workday ended—and he ended them earlier than usual now—he’d meet me at his house and sweep me off my feet and into his bed. I had no complaints, and it was where I spent all of my nights now.
It had been nearly two weeks of bliss. Everything on the farm was going well, and even Jordan seemed to be lighter after Reid asked a social worker to do a check-in where he was living.
“We really should do something other than lie in bed all evening,” I said, snuggling closer to Chase, the complete opposite of my words.
He gave an amused snort. “Are you saying you’re bored with me already, Blossom?”
I rolled over and propped my chin on his chest. “Not a bit. Just thought maybe we should do something.”
He wiggled his eyebrows. “I know exactly what that something should be.” His hand slid over my hip, then forward between my legs.
“We just did that,” I said, even as I opened my legs for him.
He slid into me and made love to me slowly, the opposite of our earlier round. It didn’t matter to me, fast or slow, soft or hard. It was all amazing.
“I know something else we can do,” Chase murmured lazily in my ear afterward.
I was sleepy from my orgasm. “Forget I said anything,” I mumbled. “Let’s just sleep.”
He smacked me on my butt, awakening me in more ways than one. “Mmm,” I moaned.
“You liked that?” he growled in my ear. “I’ll have to remember that for next time.”
