5. Sabrina

Chase’s lips brushed over mine and all my doubts fled under his skillful caress. He tasted warm and sweet, with a bit of the coffee he’d drunk on his breath. I gripped his lapels and let the sensations of his touch carry me away. Nothing else mattered but seeing this through and quelling the inferno of need making me clench my thighs together. This was my moment, and I refused to let anything ruin it.

I was going to have sex with one of Dad’s best friends. No regrets. No second-guessing. I needed this. I deserved this. Chase brushed his thumbs over my cheeks and worked his fingers into my hair. Our kiss deepened, his tongue stroking mine in a slow caress that felt achingly tender. He walked me backward until I hit the wall.

He released my head and grabbed my hips, picking me up off the floor and running his hands beneath my dress to grab my ass. I hooked my legs around his waist.

“You’re not wearing any fucking panties, Sabrina,” he growled in my ear and rocked his pelvis into me. His fingers bit into my bare ass.

My dress rolled up to my waist when he tugged, and he anchored me against the wall with his hard body. The brush of fabric on my exposed sex sent a burst of shock through me. I gasped into his open mouth and bit his lower lip. “They make the dress look bulky.”

He kneaded my ass with both hands, lifting and lowering me over his cock. “Thank fuck for that.” Still holding my ass in his hands, he pulled me away from the wall and walked deeper into the house.

I caught flashes of the interior through my heavy eyelids. A landscape painting of the ocean covered one wall. We passed a series of dark oak doors before Chase entered a room and kicked the door closed behind him.

Chase kissed the column of my throat and caressed my ass before lowering me to the floor.

I reached for his tie, and he batted my hands away, a devious gleam in his eyes. “Not yet.” He turned me around and tugged on the zipper, lowering it several inches before he pulled my back to his chest and cupped my breasts beneath the material. “I told you. I’m going to make sure you never forget this.” He kissed my neck and flicked a thumb over my nipple, then squeezed it, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. His other hand dipped lower until he cupped my sex in his hand. His fingers slid between my slick folds.

I moaned and arched against him. “Chase. Oh, Chase.”

“That’s it. Say my name.” One finger entered me and his thumb pressed my clit. He worked my body with expert hands, plucking and teasing as I quivered and thrashed.

I looped my arms behind his head and held on, unable to do anything but ride the waves of euphoria pouring in. We stood next to a four-poster bed covered in midnight blue sheets and a silky comforter that I couldn’t wait to feel on my bare skin. “I’m coming.” I ground my hips over his hand. It was all happening too fast. It had been too long since I’d had sex and it showed. The orgasm slammed into me, stealing my breath. “Fuck.”

“Oh, we haven’t gotten to that part yet.” Chase eased his fingers from my pussy and licked them clean. His eyes shuttered as he tasted me and his nostrils flared. “We’re just getting started.” He finished unzipping my dress and pulled it down around my waist, baring my tits. “I’m going to taste every inch of you before I let you have my cock.”

“Only if I get to suck you.” I refused to be a passive participant. I kicked off my dress and turned to face him, dropping to my knees while still wearing my heels. I looked up at him while I worked his belt open and pulled him from his pants. He had a magnificent cock. Long and thick enough to make my pussy tighten as I imagined how it would feel inside me. He didn’t stop me when I opened my mouth and licked the tip. “This is a two-way street, Chase.” I kept my eyes on him. “You don’t get to have all the fun.” With those words, I took him deep into my mouth and sucked.

His groan and the way he grabbed the nearest bedpost gave me a surge of satisfaction. There was something feral and blissful in the way he cupped the back of my head with his other hand. He stood there in his suit, his cock in my mouth, while I was bare-ass naked on my knees in front of him. There was nothing submissive in the position. I had the power here. I stroked his cock with my tongue and worked him deeper, then retreated to lavish attention on the rounded head. He throbbed, the heat and heaviness of him driving me crazy.

“Enough.” Chase pulled me to my feet and motioned at the bed. “My turn.” He stripped off his suit, revealing lean muscles and a series of tattoos across one shoulder.

I traced the swirling lines and kissed the hollow of his bare throat. His thick cock strained forward, and I almost hit my knees again.

He helped me onto the bed with gentle hands and settled me on my back with the pillows behind my head.

“You don’t have to?—”

He shushed me with a kiss that stole all my objections. When he released my lips, my body reacted to his nearness with a hitched breath that pushed my aching breasts closer to his chest. “I’m going to enjoy this, and I want you to enjoy yourself. If we only get one night, it’s going to be the best night either of us has ever had.”

Well if that wasn’t just the sweetest fucking thing ever. I bit my lip and nodded my acceptance. This man, who didn’t even know I was his best friend’s daughter, treated me better than any man in my life. It’s devastating in a way to know that Dad doesn’t even talk about me enough for Chase to have figured it out. But also, if he knew, I’d miss out on this whole experience. Why would Dad talk about me? I’m nothing to him. Nothing but a mistake he made with a woman who abandoned me the day she gave birth. The old hurt blossomed in my chest.

Chase watched me with a hooded expression. “What’s wrong?”

I blinked the pain away and forced out a wobbly smile. “Nothing.” I wasn’t about to kill the mood with my childhood trauma. “I’m not used to anyone caring enough to make me come more than once.” Or at all.

His features hardened. “Stop dating assholes, Sabrina. Find someone who knows what they’re doing and how to treat a woman.” He lowered his head and took a nipple into his mouth.

Shock and pleasure mingled into a tight knot in my core. If only it was that easy to find a man who cared. I tangled my hands in his hair and arched my hips, seeking a release from the building pressure.

Chase followed the unspoken need. He released my nipple and moved between my legs. “I’m going to make you come again.”

My head fell back into the pillows as I gave myself over to him. “I want to ride your cock, Chase. I want to feel you so deep inside me I can’t breathe.”

“You will.” He promised me in a soft breath before his mouth closed around my clit and he sucked.

I fisted the sheets in both hands and bit back a groan.

Chase parted my folds with one hand, his tongue stroking me in long, smooth glides. One finger entered my pussy, then a second. “You’re tight, sweetheart. So fucking tight. You’re going to squeeze my cock with this tight pussy.”

I convulsed around his fingers when he crooked them and thrust in and out, bringing a slow wave of pleasure. This time, the orgasm built minute by minute. Every touch sent me spiraling higher and higher until I lay panting on the cusp of tipping over the edge. “Oh, God. Chase. I can’t.” I didn’t know what I was saying, only that staying silent was out of the question. “That feels so good. Right there.” He hit my G-spot with his index finger and his tongue pressed my clit at the same time. I arched off the bed, my hips thrusting onto his face and fingers with a wild frenzy. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”

He worried his face side to side, burying himself deeper into my sex. He felt so good. If he could do this with his mouth, what could I expect from his cock?

Chase added a third finger to my already stretched pussy, and I shattered into a million pieces. Wave after wave caused my body to convulse. I rode them all with his steady licks and his fingers continuing to thrust into me. When I stopped, he sat back on his haunches and looked down at me, a devilish smile and my juices on his face. “Now let’s see you ride my cock.”

My limbs trembled, but I rolled onto my knees and patted the bed. “You’re in for a good time.”

His smirk grew wider. “We both are.” He slapped my ass as he settled into position, then laced his fingers together behind his head.

I swung my leg over him and straddled his waist, lowering my soaking pussy over his length. I wanted him inside me so much a physical ache pulsed between my legs. Even though he’d gotten me off twice, I would not be satisfied until I’d had that gorgeous cock. I rolled my hips and pressed my clit onto his rigid heat. “I like to play, too.”

He reached out one hand and cupped my breast. It filled his palm and he rubbed his thumb over the peaked nipple. “Take all the time you want. I can handle it.”

Damn this man’s confidence. He had one thing right. I’d fooled around with boys. This was a man. A sudden, desperate need for love and affection settled deep into my bones. I wanted to prove to Chase that I could handle this, handle him, without being a screwup. I was screwing him, but I’d do it right.

I lifted onto my knees and reached between us. My eyes held his while I pulled his cock upright and settled it at my entrance. A muscle leaped in his jaw despite the satisfied smile gracing his lips. He was confident and self-assured, but he was still a man, and I wanted to make him feel every second like it might be his last. I eased onto him. “You’re so thick.” It wasn’t uncomfortable, but I hadn’t even taken him halfway and I felt stretched. “I’ve never had anyone this big before.”

A low growl matched the flash of pride in his eyes. He pulsed in my hand but didn’t thrust into me. He allowed me to set the pace, and when I finally seated him fully inside me, satisfaction and the fullness within me curled my toes.

He pinched my nipple, then smoothed it with his thumb, his other hand coming up to cup my cheek.

I moved over him in tiny rocking motions and spread my knees wider, sinking so deep that I felt his muscles contract against my clit. “Come here.” I leaned forward to grab his hair and pulled him into a sitting position. The change in angle drove him deeper still and I leaned back to watch him while I pistoned up and down over his length. He held my hips in both hands, supporting me while I arched my back to give him access to my tits.

He took the offer and clamped his teeth around a nipple, sucking and pulling with enough force that my soul threatened to leave my body.

“This is what I needed.” I cried out when the first wave crashed over me. “Come with me, Chase. Come inside me. I want to feel you.” I sped up, stroking him from base to tip, the tightness of my pussy seizing around him until I felt every bump and ridge in sheer ecstasy.

His fingers dug into my hips, lifting me higher, until I came completely off his cock. He slammed back into me, burying himself balls deep, and raised his head.

Our eyes clashed in a storm of emotion, his darkened to a cerulean as deep as the ocean. He’d ruined me for anything less than this from now on. Chase showed me the kind of sex I deserved, and nothing else would suffice. I gripped his shoulders and rode his cock as he used his strength to lift me again. A rush filled my head with a roaring cascade and I gave in to the surging orgasm with a scream. My legs locked around Chase with one final thrust and he followed me over the edge, giving me a feeling of satisfaction when he panted in my ear as he emptied his cock inside me.

A delicious sense of completion and peace wrapped around me. I sank into Chase, following him onto the bed in a tangle of arms and legs. He stayed inside me, his cock softening but still impressive. The room smelled of sex, a hot and hungry aroma that made me want him all over again. He’d said we had tonight. By my calculations, we had time for one more round before I needed to leave and pick up Keith.

“Did I hurt you?” Chase smoothed my hair back from my face and traced the curve of my jaw with his finger.

I kissed his shoulder. “I’m fine. Better than fine. That’s the best sex I’ve ever had in my life.”

He pressed an open-mouthed kiss to my neck and his cock twitched inside me. “You know how to make a man lose control. Be careful with that power.”

Wait. I’d made him lose control? “Seemed like you were in perfect control to me.” I grinned and contracted my muscles around him. “I could get used to this.”

Everything shifted with those words. Chase froze momentarily, then sat back, withdrawing his cock. “There is no getting used to this. Tomorrow, we act like this never happened.”