The Promise (25 page)

Wit
hout losing eye contact, he begins pulling his shirt over his head and then removes his jeans and boxer briefs. He kicks his shoes off and throws everything on the floor beside the bed, pausing in front of me again as his gaze lingers. I stare at his impressive physique with appreciation, marveling at how ready he is to take me. As my eyes find his again, he’s watching me as his hand slowly begins to stroke his hardness.

He slowly climb
s onto the bed and hovers over me, drinking me in once more before pushing my legs apart with his knees and leaning into my mouth. “Open up for me, Sweetheart,” he whispers. I do as he asks, pulling my legs apart for him as he pushes my knees up with his elbows, until he’s pulled them up to his chest.

He
leans down to kiss me and whispers, “I need to feel all of you right now. I need you deep and quick, Sophie.” Before I know it, he’s pushing into me deeper and harder than I’ve ever felt him before, causing me to release a loud gasp of pleasure.

“Fuck
, Baby,” he grinds out as he begins pounding into me. “Your pussy is fucking drenched for me,” he says and I moan louder.

“I love it when you talk to me like that, Chase,” I confess.   

“I know you do my dirty girl,” he says with a sexy smirk bringing his lips down to mine again and biting my lip as he continues his sexual assault. I smile at him and pull his lips down to mine again.

He growls
into my mouth and I kiss him harder as he begins to push with so much force that I’m unable to hold the kiss any longer. “Good, Baby?” I nod furiously as he gently grazes my jaw with his teeth, smirking through his pants. “You want more?”

“Yes!” I yell out. B
efore I can even process what’s happening, Chase has me flipped over and is pushing into me from behind, grabbing onto my hips and pulling me back onto him as he pounds into me furiously. “Harder!” I yell and he obliges, causing me to pulse and spasm around him.

“Say it
, Baby!” he growls. I already know what he needs. “Tell me who you belong to.”

“I belong to you
, Chase,” I gasp. “I’m yours.”

“No
w, Sophie. Go, Baby,” he says, increasing his pace as he grips my hair. Right as I’m teetering on the edge, he brings his hand down to my ass with a sharp smack. This action alone spurs me until I completely come apart around him and at the same time that I felt him emptying inside me.  

“Holy fuck Chase!” I scream
out, hearing his deep, seductive chuckle behind me as he slows but keeps a grip onto my still gyrating hips tenaciously with his strong hands.

Separating himself from me, he l
ies on his side and reaches over to my panting form, pulling my exhausted body across the bed to him. I feel him settle in behind me as my eyes grow heavy, lying in his embrace. He runs his fingertips up and down the side of my arm as he trails kisses from my shoulder and then back up to the spot behind my ear, gently nipping and sucking on my earlobe.

“You’re so beautiful, Babe,” he whisper
s.

I r
un my arm behind my head as I pull him down to me for a lazy kiss, “So are you,” I answer as he kisses the crook of my neck again. We lie here nuzzling like that for a few minutes before Chase finally breaks the silence.

“Hungry?” he asks
and I nod in response. He rises from the bed, lifts me up bridal style and walks us back towards the kitchen.

Sophie

I wake calmly to find Chase lying beside me quietly. I see that he’s awake and staring down at me as I look up to meet his eyes. Giving me a small smile, he then kisses me on the forehead.

“Good morning, Baby,” he s
ays.

“Morning,” I answer
with a yawn. “I’m sorry,” I laugh. “Have you been awake long?”

“Only for a few minutes, you just looked so
peaceful that I didn’t want to wake you,” he answers. I kiss him on the chin before climbing out of bed to use the bathroom. Once I’ve brushed my teeth, I walk back out into his bedroom wearing his shirt. Chase is still in bed but sitting up now and rubbing his face awake.

“Coffee,” I grumble. H
e nods and laughs his understanding before making his way into the bathroom.

He f
inds me in the kitchen when he’s finished and we enjoy a few minutes of companionable silence while we perform our morning ritual. I love that Chase not only understands but appreciates my need for minimal talking first thing in the morning. He switches on the radio with the remote before we cuddle up together on the couch.

“Well,” he start
s after a few minutes, placing his hand possessively on my upper thigh. “What would you like to do today?”

“I don’t know, Baby. You have an
y ideas?” I yawn while asking, being met with his wide grin.

“You are ridiculously cute in the morning,” he kisse
s me on the top of my head while tugging gently on my disheveled braid. “I was thinking about taking you to the farmers market. Would you like that?”

“Sure
. Sounds like it could be fun. Just give me like a half hour and I’ll be ready,” I say, giving him a quick peck on the lips before standing to refill our cups.

“Okay,
but let’s eat first. What do you want for breakfast?”

“I don’t care
. I’ll have whatever you’re having,” I shrug and watch as he pulls a box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch from the cupboard along with two bowls. I grab the milk and spoons while he fills our bowls and tops off our coffee mugs.

We
go to sit at the table together as he begins to tell me about his latest work project. He’ll be leaving in a few months for Houston to help a new crew get started on a job and said that he’ll be gone for at least two weeks working on a few bids for Drake.

“You can come with me if you’d like
? I’ll have to work all day for the first few days but the other days will be like half days. There’s lots of cool shit we could do while we’re there,” he says with a hopeful gleam in his eyes.

“Would you like for me to come?” I ask, s
ipping the remaining milk out from the side of the bowl, seeing Chase watching me with an amused look crossing his features before he lifts his and does the same. “Wouldn’t I be in your way if it’s a work trip?”

“I always want you to be with me and you’re neve
r in my way, Baby. The first few days might suck because I’ll be working more but I think it would be fun and we could stay there the weekend before or after. Both if you want? Drake always hooks me up with killer hotel rooms too,” he answers, setting his empty bowl down in front of him.

“Well if you’re sure,
then I’ll see if I can get the time off from work,” I say gathering our bowls up to wash them.

“I’d love for you to
come with me,” he tells me, taking the bowls from my hands and placing them in the sink. “I’ll do that, Babe. Go get ready and we’ll get going soon,” he says, rubbing my shoulders and kissing me on my cheek.

As
I step out of the shower, I find Chase standing in front of the sink brushing his teeth. With a wink, he finishes up while I towel dried my hair. He reaches over to pick up his razor, with me inadvertently letting out a sigh.

“You’re shaving?” I ask
with disappointment staining my voice.

“I was going to
… Why?” he asks with his razor hovering inches from his face.

“Nothing. I’ll just miss your sexy scruff,
that’s all,” I say, feigning despair. He laughs while setting the razor down on the side of the sink.

“If you like it,
then I’ll leave it.”

“Chase, if you want to shave you should
shave!” I laugh as I roll my eyes at him.

“Baby, I hate shaving. If I hadn’t just woke
n up next to your hot little ass, then you saying you didn’t want me to shave would’ve been the best thing to happen for me all morning,” he grins.

***

Twenty minutes later and I’m ready to leave. I decided to dress comfortably, throwing on a cute, casual orange racer back tank top with lace detail, short jean shorts and chucks.

I dr
ied my hair and decided to wear it down and straight after adding a little bronzer, clear gloss and mascara to my features.

G
rabbing my bag, I then perch my oversized black sunglasses on my head before walking out into the living room to find Chase sitting in front of the TV. When he sees me walking into the room, I catch him unashamedly checking me out. I don’t know why, but seeing him do it causes me blush a little.

“You’re so freaking hot, Baby,” h
e tells me as I take him in, marveling at the way his simple black V-neck clings to his chest.

His chest and arm muscles stretch the cotton in the mos
t delicious way and his jeans are hanging from his waist just right. As he stands from the couch to come over to me, he stretches, revealing the V of his abs, leaving me feeling mesmerized.

“Stop biting your lip or we’ll never make it out of this house,” he laugh
s, leans down and then proceeds to give me a chaste kiss on the lips.

The rid
e to the farmers market only takes us around fifteen minutes.

W
e spend the time snuggling up in the cab of his truck, talking about things we might do if I’m able to join him in Houston in a few months time. He seems really excited about the possibility of us getting away for a few days which warms my heart.

***

Chase

Walking through the farmers market with
Sophie’s hand in mine might just be one of the most perfect ways for us to spend the day together.

There
’s plenty of produce, but it’s also attached to an outdoor flea market that’s just as massive. We spend half of the day browsing around and looking at everything the vendors have laid out. Stopping in front of a booth that’s selling records and books, I glance down at Sophie I swear I’ve never seen her face light up or her smile bigger than what she’s wearing right now.

“Wow!” she says in awe,
releasing my hand almost immediately as she heads right over. This makes me chuckle. “This might just be the coolest flea market booth ever!”

“Yeah, it’s pretty awesome. It looks like they have
a little bit of everything in here,” I agree. We look around for a few minutes before I hear a sharp intake of air from beside me.

“Holy shit
, Baby! Look at this!” Sophie exclaims in a loud whisper as she pulls one of the albums from a bin.

She’s treating it as though
it’s the most fragile thing in the world. I lean in closer to get a better look at what she’s so excited about and then see what her reaction is all about. Sophie is holding a copy of The Beatles White Album. “How much, ma’am?” she asks the lady who’s running the booth, being met with a very disinterested look in return.

“I don’t know
… Five bucks?” the lady says and returns her attention to her fingernails. When Sophie turns to look at me, her eyes are wide and her smile is spreading quickly across her face.

“Are you going to get it?” I ask
her and am quickly met with a look of sheer disbelief.

“Are you freaking kidding me right now? Hell yes I’m buying it! I’ve been looking
for this for, well, forever!” She answers in a forced whisper, which makes me laugh at her reaction. “Do you even know how amazing a find this is? These are super rare! Some go for a couple hundred bucks online easy. I’m about to buy the shit out of this record!” I laugh again as she whispers, ‘Be cool!’ before elbowing me in the ribs, making me laugh out even harder.

I slip the lady a five
dollar bill before Sophie can and then turn to see that she’s still staring at the cover with amazement.

“Alright, Babe
, let’s get the hell out of here before she changes her mind,” I say to her, grabbing a hold of her hand as I lead her away.

“Thank you, Baby!” she sa
ys excitedly, kissing me on the cheek. “Oh my God! I think this is the coolest thing I’ve ever owned in my entire life!”

“It’s my pleasure. I’m just
happy to see you so happy,” I tell her. “You want to head back to my place so we can listen to it?”

“You have a record playe
r?” she asks, her eyes widening again as she appears to be a little impressed.

“Yeah,
I have one. My dad gave me his old one. I still have his vinyl collection there, too,” I answer her.

“Wow! Is there
anything good?”

“Yeah, he has great taste in music. There’s some Queen in there, The Stones, Hendrix, Otis Redding, Johnny C
ash, Elvis, The Beatles,” I answer while nodding down at her album. “Not that one though. I didn’t know you were a fan.”

“Who isn’t
a fan of The Beatles?” she asks me with the most hilarious look on her face I think I’ve ever seen.

“My ex hates
them,” I laugh.

“Well, she’s stupid and you’re better off without someone like that in your life,”
she says, her tone serious and I have to laugh in agreement.

“I couldn’t agree with you more, Baby
,” I say, pulling her into my side and kissing her on the top of her head as she wraps her arm firmly around my waist. “Hungry?” I ask when I hear her stomach grumbling. We’ve been walking around for a few hours so I’m surprised that neither of us has mentioned food before now.

“Mm
hmm” she nods. “What sounds good to you?”

I lea
n down to nibble on her ear, “You,” I whisper, watching as her cheeks blush scarlet at the same time as her stomach growls at us again. “I guess I better feed you first though. Are you ready my Sweetheart?”

She nods and we
make our way back to my truck. We climb inside and decide to go straight back to my place to have lunch. I’, taking Sophie out tonight to dinner and a movie before we meet up with Ana and Drake at the bar for our usual karaoke night and drinks.

Once we
arrive back at my place, I lead Sophie over to my dad’s vinyl collection and watch her as she dives right in.

While she put
s on her new Beatles record, I make us a couple of sandwiches. We then sit and listen to music while we eat our lunch, talking and laughing with each other.

After lunch, I
make love to her on the couch to The White Buffalo, cowardly admitting my feelings for her through the lyrics I sing into her ear as she climaxes around me.

Afterwards, we
fall asleep for a couple of hours before waking up and taking a shower together.

This i
s the second weekend we’ve spent alone together and I love that it’s so easy with her. I know that the couple of days she’ll be gone this week are really going to suck and I’m really not looking forward to being away from her. I know that it will only be for a couple of days, but a couple of days without Sophie sounds like complete torture to me because I’m seriously, completely, totally and madly in love with her. 

***

Sophie

As I get ready for our night out, I smile to myself and wonder silently if there has ever been a more perfect day in the world. I don’t think so. Spending time with Chase has made me feel alive again for the first time in a year.

I ca
n’t believe how easy everything is with him and how much I’m enjoying spending time with him. It’ll be hard not seeing Chase for a couple of days, especially after a weekend like the one we’re having, but this is something I need to do. Not just for me and Jack, but for me and Chase. My feelings for him can’t be more obvious in my heart and it feels like he’s falling for me, too.

As I’m
applying the finishing touches to my makeup, I see Chase walking up behind me in the mirror. He leans up against the door frame, looking delicious in tight jeans and his blue dress shirt. The sleeves are rolled up to his elbows in typical Chase fashion and I can easily see the valleys of his muscles from underneath the fabric. I unabashedly check him out and as my eyes meet with his, he’s smiling softly at me as his eyes rake over my body at the same time.

“Hey
, Beautiful,” he says softly as our eyes finally meet.