Take What You Want (33 page)

Alex quickened his rhythm
and slid his hand over Chase's stomach and curled his fingers around
Chase's shaft. He tightened his grip and started stroking in time to
each of his pumps into Chase.

“
Alex!
Oh, my God,” Chase shouted. “Right there, that's it –
faster!”

Alex was about to lose his
mind. He was seconds away from shooting but wanted Chase to get
there first. His hand twisted around Chase's cock, circling the
head, and then down his full length to the base. Chase arched into
the stroke; his body now covered in a thin sheen of sweat. It made
their bodies easily slide together; Alex's chest pressed to Chase's
back. Alex changed his thrust again and felt Chase's ass clamp down
on his cock.

“
Ahhh,
I'm close – so close,” Chase said with labored breaths.
He looked over his shoulder again; seeking Alex's mouth. Their
tongues met in the middle, flicking against the other; lips lightly
brushing but not making full contact. Each new breath was a rush of
hot air over their flushed faces.

“
Say
my name again,” Alex panted.

“
Shit!
I can't hold off,” Chase said.

“
Say
it,” Alex pleaded.

“
Fucckkkkk!
Alex, Alex, fucking Alex – please, don't stop! I'm coming!”

Alex felt Chase's release
from the inside out and rode that wave of bliss with him. It was
never ending, consuming him along the searing path toward this new
euphoria. His bones were melting and the air was being sucked right
from his lungs. How could this be survivable? Who knew this level
of orgasm could be achieved?

When
the last tremor rippled through them, Chase turned in Alex's arms and
set his head to Alex's shoulder. Alex closed his eyes, desperately
trying to calm his breathing and the thoughts racing through his
brain. How had he not experienced this before now?

“
You
okay?” Alex asked when he could finally talk.

Chase lifted his head and
looked at Alex.

Big mistake.

The emotion pouring from
each of their eyes was palpable, a living, breathing entity all its
own. Alex was lost, so deep in over his head, he knew he'd never be
the same. How could he be, after experiencing this kind of intimacy?
Alex watched Chase swallow hard, open his mouth to speak, then
closed it. The sudden thought he might have hurt Chase made him pull
up on the bed.

“
Jesus!
Did I hurt you?” Alex asked.

One
side of Chase's mouth lifted into a grin. “Shit, no, you
didn't hurt me,” Chase said, coming to a sitting position
against the headboard of the bed. “I, ah … fuck, I have
no words,” he laughed. “It was good.
Really
good.”

Alex smiled and slid up to
sit beside Chase. “It's been a long time since I topped,”
he said. He reached for tissues on the nightstand and used it to
remove his used condom, then tossed it into the trash basket near the
bed. “I had forgotten how good it felt.”

“
That
mean you're gonna want to top from now on?” Chase asked.

“
No.
I'm a bottom,” Alex said. “Although I'm happy to top
when you want me to.”

Chase seemed to think about
that for a minute too long and Alex became nervous about what
actually was going through his head. He touched Chase's chin and
turned him, needing eye contact. “You sure you're okay with
this?” Alex asked.

“
Speechless,”
Chase said.

“
So,
you wanna do it again?” Alex asked.

“
Right
now?”

“
Christ,
no!” Alex said. “It might be days before I recover from
that orgasm.”

Chase smiled and chuckled.
“I'm surprised I'm conscious and able to have this
conversation.”

Chase was waiting for Danni
inside the airport terminal. He watched her walk out from the
arrival gate, dressed in a salmon colored sundress that fell to her
mid-thigh and high-heeled sandals. His eyes drank in every inch of
her, then settled on the gentle bounce of her breasts. She was
braless, he thought, and smoking hot. He drew in a long breath and
swallowed hard. It'd be a miracle if they made it out to his truck
before he had to jump her. Her smile was brilliant. She gave him a
little wave, as she entered the final security check-point. Soon as
she cleared it, Chase reached for her and pulled her in to him for a
hug.

“
Baby,
I've missed you so much,” Chase said, planting a hard kiss on
her mouth. He kissed her cheek and neck, then tightened the hug,
making sure she could feel his arousal. He rubbed it into the notch
between her thighs and growled beside her ear. “If we don't
get out of here soon, I'm going to rip the panties off your ass and
take you right here.

“
I'm
not wearing panties,” she said.

Chase pulled back and looked
into her eyes to see if she was joking. His hand inched down her hip
and cupped one ass cheek. He saw the glint in her eyes and the
slight lift of her lips. She wasn't joking about being naked under
her dress; which meant Chase needed to get them out of the airport
and home as fast as possible before he was arrested for indecent or
lewd behavior.

“
Fuck,”
he sighed.

He took her luggage, then
laced his fingers around her wrist, then tugged her to the exit
doors. He was practically running by the time they reached the
short-term parking lot. Danni laughed and asked him to slow down.
He did, but not enough to make much of a difference. They were both
winded when they reached his truck. Chase tossed her suitcase into
the back of the truck and pressed her against the side door. His
mouth came down on her in a possessive kiss that had her moaning.

It was then he let his hand
wander beneath her dress, up her thigh, and directly between her
legs. She was completely bare and very wet. Chase swayed on his
feet.

“
Oh,
my God,” he sighed against her mouth. “We need to get
home – fast.”

He
opened the door and helped her hop inside, then ran around to the
driver's side and sat behind the steering wheel. He started the
engine and glanced over at Danni. She was staring at him; an odd
look on her face. It was part teasing and part contemplative, like
she wasn't sure she should be with him. He reached for her hand and
squeezed it, then lifted it to his mouth and kissed the knuckles.

“
I
love you,” he said.

“
Me,
too,” she said, and squeezed his hand back.

A big smile spread across
his face. He was deliriously happy in this moment, feeling giddy
like a love-sick teenager. He drove onto the main road and looked at
Danni again. Her dark eyes were watching him, then her hand gripped
his thigh. A moment later, her fingers curled over his bulge.

“
Oh,
God, Danni!” he said. “It won't take much for me come.”

Chase drove faster, taking
the turn onto their road faster than was probably safe. He pulled
into their driveway at an angle, kicking up dust as he sped toward
the guest house, then skidding to a noisy stop beside the garage.

Danni already had his pants
undone and her hand was inside working his straining flesh. He
jammed the truck into park and jumped from the front seat without
bothering to zip up his pants, then ran around to Danni's side of the
truck. He opened the door and pulled her from the truck and slid her
down against his chest. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he
maneuvered her onto his cock.

“
Fucckkkk,
Danni,” he exhaled into her mouth. Inch by inch, he felt
himself sink into her wet heat. “You feel so … damn …
good.”

“
Inside
the house,” she panted. “I need to lay down.”

Chase caught her mouth again
and spun them, then started a staggering walk toward their side porch
entrance, carefully placing each of his steps; his cock never
slipping from her. He made it as far as their front door and pressed
her to the trim boards around the door. His hands gripped the back
of her thighs holding her in place. He levered her again and drove
into her. She clung to his shoulders; almost hugging his head,
rocking with the motion of his unrelenting hips.

“
You
are so fucking wet, baby,” he breathed against her throat. He
couldn't get deep enough; needed more, desperately wanted to taste
her. His pants slid further down on his thighs with each new thrust
and Danni started clawing at his back. He felt her pussy clamp down
on him and knew she was coming. His rhythm quickened, moving to
short pumps of his hips and Danni screamed out his name. One more
deep thrust and he emptied inside her; his mouth sucking the skin on
her throat. He held her through the aftershocks and then he felt her
bristle.

“
Zander
is watching us,” she said, trying to catch her breath.

Chase
held on to her and turned the knob of the door. Without commenting
on what she said, he kicked the door open and stepped inside, then
used the back of his foot to close it.

-0-

Which
hurt more, Alex wondered? Seeing Chase's cock pumping into Danni
while he held her against the side of the cottage, or knowing he
wasn't going to be a part of it? The visual of Chase's muscled ass
and thighs as they strained for release was hot as fucking hell.
Seeing Danni spread like that and taking each thrust Chase delivered,
was even hotter.

Alex watched them moving
together from the deck off the kitchen entrance. At the pace Chase
was working inside Danni, he knew it wouldn't take long. A moment
later, Chase's back arched as he came; a visual Alex had had the
pleasure of seeing up close while beneath the man and it was a
priceless work of art. Their agonized cries of orgasm echoed between
the two buildings and Chase's hips stilled.

He watched Chase carry Danni
inside the cottage, still mounted on his cock, and the door shut. A
stab to his heart soon followed. Fuck! The jealous prick inside him
was rearing his ugly head again. He needed to get a grip on this
situation before he completely lost his mind – and his heart.
Yes, he was crazy about Chase, and if he wasn't careful, he'd most
definitely lose himself to him. Completely. And, have his heart
shattered in the process.

Alex
rolled against the door jamb and stepped into his kitchen. The image
of Chase and Danni still vivid in his brain; his cock painfully hard
and pressing against the zipper of his shorts. He ignored the ache
in his groin and pulled his cell phone from his pocket. He punched
in the numbers for the charter airline service and made arrangements
for a flight leaving the next day. The sooner he was away from Chase
and Danni, the better. He needed time to really think about what he
was doing here, and what he wanted from this
thing
with Chase. Chase also needed time to think, and have a long talk
with Danni, too. There was a better chance that would happen without
Alex hanging around watching them fuck.

He walked down the hall to
his bedroom and pulled a backpack from the closet and began loading
it with a few things he wanted to take back to Los Angeles with him.
Then he went back to the kitchen to prepare a big tossed salad with
grilled chicken leftover from dinner three nights earlier. He sat
inside and ate by himself; a rarity for him of late, as most recent
dinners he'd spent with Chase out by the pool. That wouldn't be
happening tonight or anytime soon, Alex thought, due to Danni and
Chase rekindling their relationship after her trip to Colorado. He
shook salt over his salad greens and started eating.

The silence inside the house
seemed to magnify the sounds resonating outside. Alex thought about
turning on some music, but decided he preferred the quiet. He closed
his eyes and drew in a long breath while chewing on a piece of
chicken from his salad. The wind rolling by the open French doors
facing the pool area created a pulsing beat, with each new gust that
blew across that expanse of space. He could hear the wind pushing
and pulling at the tall, decorative grasses bordering the pool area,
too, making a synchronized swishing sound. The higher pitched thrum
of summertime bugs floated into the kitchen below that decibel, and
there was another intermittent sound ringing inside his head, too;
something he couldn't quite place.