Crazy Love - Krista & Chase (29 page)

Chase’s hands tangled in her hair as she moved down his body and ran her hands along the elastic band of his shorts. As she trailed her fingers along the edge, his dick jumped in his shorts, begging for her attention. Grinning up at him, she dragged his shorts down as he lifted his hips to accommodate her efforts to strip him naked.

Krista’s eyes greedily roamed his body as she grazed her fingernails up his strong thighs. His jutting erection flexed in anticipation, and she licked her lips seductively as she wrapped her hands around the base of his manhood and began stroking him slowly up and down.

The sight of Krista topless and on her knees before him was enough to make him climax without her even touching him, but the feel of her fingers wrapped firmly around him, as she slid to his tip and back to his base, was the epitome of a male fantasy.

Lifting up on her knees, she flattened her tongue and licked the bulging head of his firm flesh. A shock of bliss shot through him at the feel of her wickedly talented tongue.

“Damn, that feels so good,” he said as his hands tightened in her hair.

“It’s about to feel better.” A gleam lit in her eyes as she sealed her lips over his thick head, sucking him into her warm, wet mouth.

He groaned in pleasure as she worked the hard column of his flesh with suctioning pulls. With each illicit stroke of her tongue, her lips tightened, enveloping him with deeper pressure in her tight, slick heat. Her unrelenting mouth was driving his body close to the verge of orgasm. He didn’t want to come like this.

Removing his hands from her hair, he stood and laid her down on the couch. He made quick work of removing her panties. As he slid them down her long, toned legs, he watched her breasts rise and fall as she took in ragged breaths. Her golden-red hair was fanned out over the tan couch cushions, her lips were swollen from the intimate act she’d just performed and her eyes were heavy lidded, looking drunk with lust.

He’d been with sexy girls in his life. Even girls who were considered the sexiest in the world. Some had
tried
to be sexy and others had just naturally
been
sexy. Krista was the only girl he’d ever known who possessed an innate sex appeal that was so primal, so inherent to who she was, that it caused a primitive reaction inside of him on a cellular level. He was constantly fighting the urge to pound on his chest, throw her over his shoulder, and take her into his cave.

Kneeling down, he parted her legs, dropping one off the side of the couch and placing the other on the back cushion. His hands ran up her smooth inner thighs, stopping just at the apex. Her legs trembled beneath his touch as he ran his thumbs up and down the soft skin of her outer lips. Her seam glistened with arousal, causing his mouth to water.

Her hips began moving against his hands, trying to press her sensitized nub beneath his touch. “Please, Chase,” she whispered, her plea a breathy moan.

“Please what?” he asked, his voice hoarse with need.

“Touch me. Lick me,” she commanded, sounding desperate.

At her candid words, desire spread through him like a flash flood. His body was strung tight as he spread her apart and did as she’d asked. He slid his tongue up then down her damp opening, tasting her sweet juices, then repeated again. Over and over, he licked the neediest part of her, moving his tongue in slow, sensual strokes. With each hot pass, her body shivered beneath him.

He continued licking her swollen sex until he felt her hands reach down and tightly grip his shoulders. Knowing she was about to go over the edge, he pressed his middle finger into her tight, wet passage. Her body clenched around his digit as his mouth covered the hood of her sex in a suctioning kiss.

Krista’s body pulsed against his finger in rhythmic convulsions as she rode out her crescendo, his mouth suckling her sensitized nub as she went up and over her peak of pleasure.

As her body relaxed, sated from her climax, he removed his finger from her hot, moist sheath and replaced it with his painfully erect shaft. She gasped as he pressed into her slick heat in one thrust, filling her to the tilt, and then waited as her body adjusted to the intrusion. He didn’t move, but he felt her body surging with renewed arousal as her inner walls pumped around his steel rod.

She opened her mesmerizing eyes, bit down on her lip, and tilted her hips into his. He still hesitated. As much as he wanted to drive into her with all the passion he felt inside of him, he also wanted to prolong their lovemaking.

It was a dilemma.

* * *

Chase’s honey-colored eyes stared down at Krista with an intensity she felt deep in her soul. Her body was still recovering from the earth-shattering orgasm he’d just given her. It was coming back to life a little quicker than normal, however, because Chase was buried deep inside her. It felt so good she wanted to cry. His swollen member filled her to capacity. Even as amazing as he felt just
being
inside her, she wanted him to move. To make love to her.

Hoping to lead by example, she lifted her hips, causing him to slide in even deeper where their bodies were intimately joined. She could feel his hipbones pressing against her inner thighs as she spread her legs wider, wanting, needing to take all of him. His strong, hard body had her pinned beneath him so her range was limited, but she worked with what she had. As she sped up her tiny movements, a renewal of need began swirling through her. She felt her skin begin to flush as desire rose inside.

Reaching up, she gripped his biceps, loving the way his muscles tensed beneath her touch. Her tiny pumps were not enough to send her up and over the edge, but it was enough to send pleasure rippling through her.

“You plan on doing this all on your own?” Chase asked with amusement and arousal flashing in his eyes, still not budging.

How Chase was able to stay perfectly still, not moving a muscle, other than his manhood pulsing with restrained desire inside of her body, was beyond her.

“If you don’t start participating, then yes,” she challenged, smiling as she continued her mini gyrations.

As he exhaled loudly through his nostrils, she felt his throbbing erection grow larger inside of her. His hips moved and his erect length slowly pulled out of her tight walls before pushing back in. Chase gripped her hip with one hand to hold it securely in place, his body language silently communicating that he was now not only participating but dominating. A thrill raced through her at the virile look of power in his eyes.

She loved when he got all caveman. He made her feel so protected. So safe.

His hips rolled in a rhythm he knew drove her crazy. As he thrust erotically in and out of her, his fingers dug into the flesh on her hip. She arched her back to take all of him. At her movement his jaw tensed and he hooked her knees in the crease of his elbow, forcing her legs wider.

“Yes!” she cried out as the new position caused him to hit her pleasure button every time he surged deep inside her, heightening her pleasure.

Reaching up, she anchored herself, holding on to his forearms as he held her legs while he drove himself again and again into her snug female passage. Tremors shook through her as she got closer and closer, her body straining for sexual gratification.

Just as she began to feel her legs shuddering as her body surged towards release, he lowered her legs and moved on top of her, resting on his elbows, his hands framing her face.

“Hi,” he said as he kissed her mouth briefly.

His hips were still moving but not with the same running-for-the-end-zone enthusiasm.

“Hi,” she said, her sexual frustration quickly being tampered with Chase’s hypnotic eyes, soft lips, and gorgeous face hovering above her. Yes, she wanted to come, but this wasn’t bad either.

Krista’s fingers took advantage of his new position and grazed over the muscled planes of his back, shifting as his body moved inside her. Her entire body felt alive and sensitized. The suede fibers of the couch rubbed against her back each time Chase sank into her. The silky friction of their naked bodies, as they moved together in a sensual flow, excited her body in a slow building ecstasy. His swollen flesh stretched her body to its limit; every time he filled her, it walked the fine line between pain and pleasure.

“You feel so good inside of me,” she moaned as her pulse quickened and a rush of warmth shot to her core, enabling him to slide in and out of her in smooth, measured, insistent strokes.

Covering her mouth, Chase kissed her with hungry urgency. When he picked up his speed, her body began to shake beneath him as his tongue ravished her in a fiercely erotic, drugging kiss that absorbed her moans.

As she felt her body about to explode, he rolled his hips up, hitting the sensitized nub at the top of her sex, setting off a frenzy of simultaneous explosions throughout her body. Krista’s entire being ignited in sensation and began convulsing as spasms lashed through her. Chase drove up into her one final time as his body tensed with release while her inner walls milked him until the last spasm rocked through her.

Her breathing was labored as she came down from the cloud of bliss she’d been floating on. She realized that at some point they’d stopped kissing. Chase’s forehead rested on hers, his breath fanning her face. She still held him tight to her, not wanting him to move. He was the only man she’d ever wanted to linger inside her after sex. Closing her eyes, she let herself luxuriate in the feeling of the weight of him atop her and their bodies still being joined together after their heated passion.

“I don’t want to leave you,” Chase rasped, “even if it’s only for two weeks.”

Not wanting to burst the bubble of sensual gratification she was floating in, she kept her eyes shut as she said, “I’m going to miss you.”

“I love you,” Chase whispered, his voice smoky with passion.

Krista’s eyes flew open. Of course, she knew that she still loved him, and she’d had a good idea that he still loved her, but this was the first time she’d heard those three words leave his lips in ten years. She’d stopped herself from saying it over a hundred times this past week. She wasn’t sure if it had been pride or fear stopping her from telling him how she felt.

Her heart clenched in her chest. A part of her had been so scared, so terrified that she’d never hear him say those words to her again. Tears pooled in her eyes as she took in a shuddering breath.

Concern flashed in his light brown eyes. “Baby, I’m sorry. If it’s too soon—”

Shaking her head from side to side, she said, “Say it again.” Her voice quivered as she made her request.

Understanding replaced concern in his gorgeous gaze. “I love you. I’ve never stopped loving you. You’re the only girl I’ve ever loved. You’re it for me. I love you.”

Overwhelmed with happiness and love, she felt a smile spread across her face as tears fell one after the other down her cheeks. There was a catch in her breath as she uttered the words she’d pushed down, tried to deny, and held in for a decade. “I love you, too.”

A
loud knock on Krista’s door startled her. She jumped at the noise and almost slipped right off the chair she was sitting on at her vanity table. Taking a deep breath, she righted herself and pulled the strings to her blue terrycloth robe that had fallen open during her fumble.

“Come in!” she yelled after looking down to make sure she was appropriately covered and didn’t look like she was auditioning for
Girls Gone Wild
.

“Hey, sweetie pie.” Her mom stepped into her bedroom and held out her hand. “Were these the ones you were talking about?” Krista looked at the gorgeous diamond pendant and earrings that were lying in her mom’s palm.

“Yes!” Krista clapped her hands together. “Thank you so much, Mom!”

“Of course. I was surprised that you asked for them. When you girls were kids, Haley was always the one trying on my jewelry.” Krista’s mom placed the diamond studs in Krista’s hand. Then she pulled Krista’s hair back and placed the necklace around her neck, fastening it in the back.

“It’s perfect!” Krista’s fingertips grazed the teardrop diamond as she stared at her reflection in the mirror.