Chase Part 2: A New Adult and College Billionaire Romance (Chase Me Billionaire Romance Series) (7 page)

Chase stripped another silk tie from the kit he had bought at a lingerie shop on his way home earlier. He wasn’t sure if Meaghan would go for it, but figured it would be worth it if she did. He wrapped it tenderly around her wrist. Meaghan watched him closely, seeming unsure about this idea of his. She had said she would try it at least once, and with this being his first time too, he had no qualms.

What he was about to do was one of those things that required trust. He cringed at the thought at first—he had been lying to her about work; he didn’t feel he deserved trust. If only for that reason, he made a point of showing her extra care and tenderness now. She had become his world; he would never intentionally hurt her.

When he had told her what they were going to do after dinner, at first she thought he was joking. He wasn’t. And when she saw he was serious, she had tilted her head like she was considering it, and then said, “Sure.” That was the Meaghan he knew. So open. So willing to try new things. And when he got her to spread out in her bed, she told him she was so wet already, just thinking about it.

“Are you sure?” He asked her for the hundredth time.

She nodded. “Yes. I won’t change my mind, Chase. If I don’t like it, I’ll tell you to stop.”

“I just want to be sure.”

“I trust you.”

The words stung, but he smiled, trying to hide that nagging guilt. He adjusted the knot so it wouldn’t dig into her wrist.

“Try to pull free.”

Meaghan did, letting go of the iron bars of the headboard, and yanking on her arms. She couldn’t get free.

“Good. This is when the fun begins.” His smile grew to a grin. She echoed the gesture.

“What do I have to do?”

“Nothing,” he said over his shoulder.

He climbed out of bed and faced her, slowly stripping off his clothing. She looked at him, her mouth half open at first. She bit down on her bottom lip when his boxers came off. He took a minute to admire her too. She was spread out naked on the middle of the bed. She told him she loved the coolness of the sheets on her back, the heat of the room on her chest. It sounded like she was slightly nervous. He was nervous too. Nervous and hard as a rock, looking at her.

Her arms were stretched high over her head, thrusting her breasts up. One of her legs was spread across the bed and tied to the foot of the bed. The other leg, he left unbound. Her pussy was glistening wet.

She shifted a bit, probably under his scrutiny.

“Don’t move, Meaghan. I want to memorize you like this.”

She stilled and closed her eyes.

“That stare is too intense, hun. You’re making me self-conscious.”

“And excited too, I hope ,” he whispered. “How wet are you right now, baby?”

“I can’t believe I’m soaking wet from just laying here with you watching me. The air is hitting my clit. Everything is stimulating me right now.”

“Good, baby.”

“You’d better touch me before I come without you.”

“I guess I’d better,” he answered, climbing back into bed.

His fingers traced along her body—from the side of her cheek down her neck, past her collarbone. He stopped and leaned down to kiss the spot. She hissed her pleasure. He continued with his fingers trailing down to the peak of her nipple, over to the ridges of her ribs, and down to circle her navel.

He made his way down to her mound and gently touched her clit. It was already swollen, already aching to be touched. He circled it with the tip of is index finger. Her moist lips spread at that first contact of pressure on her clit. Her juices leaked from her core, pooling between her lips and coating her inner thighs.

He could smell her arousal. He had to fight hard to resist the urge to fuck her senseless right now. Her eyelids closed and her pelvis lifted. She rubbed herself against his hand.

“I love how you’re so gentle with me. So tender.”

“I will always be, Meaghan. With you.”

She pulled at her arms, forgetting she was tied up. “Chase, untie me.”

“No, Meaghan. Close your eyes again. Let’s go all the way.”

Meaghan sighed, and relaxed again.

His fingers traced her slit while his tongue played with her clit. He kissed her inner thighs. He lapped at her slit and looked up at her. She moaned, her eyes fluttering open.

“Close them.”

She smiled, following his order.

His tongue pushed between her folds and tasted her. His fingers took over at her clit. Her legs flexed and shuddered, and she came with a shriek, releasing her juices in his mouth.

“One,” he whispered.

She peeked an eyelid open and cocked her head at him. “One?”

“Close your eyes, Meaghan!”

“But?”

“I’ll tell you later.”

“Promise?”

“Promise. Now close your eyes and keep them closed.”

She did, and he moved on the bed to rest beside her. Taking a breast in his mouth, he licked and tasted her. One hand played with her other breast, and the other was positioned at her pussy. With three fingers, he pumped into her, his thumb pressing and teasing her clit.

It was overwhelming. Everything he did overwhelmed his senses. He could only imagine how she felt.

She panted for breath. All of a sudden she begged him to move harder, faster. She yanked again on her bindings to no avail, and came again.

“Two.”

He moved on top of her, aligned at her entrance. She lifted her pelvis to meet him, but he needed no urging. His cock pierced her slowly and she screamed. She came again when he was seated fully inside.

“Three,” he said. It was barely a whisper.

He started to thrust into her pliant body. She was his. He quickened his pace and slammed her to the bed with every plunge of his cock. She yelled out his name. He thrust her hips to the bed a final time. Fireworks exploded behind his eyes and they came together, his own shout ringing in her ears. Pressing his forehead to hers, they both struggled to catch their breath.

“Four, one, Meaghan.”

“I love you, Chase.”

“I love you too.”

When she caught her breath a few minutes later, she asked, “Why the counting?”

“Because my goal for our wedding night is to make you come ten times. You have been warned.”

She beamed out a smile and he kissed her again. He had never been happier.

***

It was the middle of the night. Chase had kept track. She was on number seven. They had had some sleep, but were at it again. He kissed her, unable to stop himself. Being with her, seeing her so free and happy, gave him a measure of peace. He thrust a little deeper inside. The sound that escaped her lips conveyed her approval.

When his phone rang, he ignored it. Answering it in the middle of something like this was rude. But whoever it was obviously wanted to get through. They kept calling back, over and over.

“Answer it, Chase,” Meghan said, sounding annoyed.

Grumbling, he picked it up, just as Jose started calling again. A call at three in the morning from Jose could not be good. For a moment, all Chase could do was stare down at the phone screen.

He thought to turn the phone on silent and leave it until the morning. Curiosity got the better of him.

“Hey Jose. What’s up?”

“The police were here. The shop’s been raided.”

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