Chapter 33

I quickly change and head downstairs to the gym. The door swings open and music is playing from the speakers as I make my way around the corner to the open weight room. I don't see anyone, but I hear weights clinking together and I keep walking to follow the sound.

Summer's easy to spot with her dark red leggings and a white tank top against all the black equipment in this room. She's lying back on the bench press, headphones in her ears while I watch her lift the bar over her head. Her whole body works to push the barbell up. Her legs twitch and her chest puffs out. She blows a breath out as she goes for another rep.

I lean over above her, placing my hands under the bar for support, but still letting her do the work.

Her eyes sparkle as she smiles at me and I help her place the bar back on the rack before she sits herself up and pulls her headphones out.

"Shouldn't do that without a spot," I say, brushing the hair from her forehead.

"I knew you were coming. You'd rescue me if I needed it."

"What if I changed my mind? Decided not to show up?"

Summer stands from the bench, but keeps one knee on the padding as she leans closer to me, her hand lightly skimming my thigh.

"You're a gentleman. A gentleman wouldn't stand a girl up." Her words are whispered against my lips and just when I think she's about to kiss me, she licks her bottom lip, letting me feel a small amount of warmth from her breath before she pulls away.

"You're right, I'd never stand you up," I say, grabbing her wrist and pulling her back toward me.

"But there are plenty of other things I'm thinking of risking my gentleman's card for." My hand cups her ass as I pull her closer to me, eliciting a gasp from her lips before I cover her mouth with my own.

When I pull away her body sinks down slightly, her fingers holding my arm for balance as she blinks her eyes quickly.

I smirk to myself seeing her regain her composure.

"Are you okay there?" I tease.

Her eyes dart up to me like daggers and she shakes her head as she pulls away.

"Not cool." She laughs, fanning herself. "Stop trying to get me all hot and bothered while I'm trying to workout."

"Just making sure everyone in here knows you're spoken for."

Summer places her hand on her hip, narrowing her eyes at me in a stare.

"There's no one else in here."

"No?" I glance around the empty room, seeing the TV's play to a bunch of empty machines.

"But you knew that." She tugs at my t-shirt as she walks by me, leaving a devilish smirk behind.

Summer sets her water down next to the free weights and picks up the set of dumbbells as I watch from where I'm standing.

"Come on." She gestures her head toward me. "Don't make me workout alone."

I really should take it easy, I already know my joints need some rest before the game on Sunday. The team trainer took a look at me the other morning and made me lie on the table for almost an hour while she tried a few different things to relieve some of the pressure my legs have been feeling.

Sweat trickles down Summer's chest as I stand in front of her. I did the bare minimum today—mainly spent my time staring at Summer, realizing how strong and resilient she is. Fuck, watching her is motivating as hell.

"My legs are dead," she says, leaning herself against the wall.

Her blue eyes gaze up at me as I inch closer to her and she lets my hands cup the back of her thighs. On a whim, I lift her up, pressing her against the wall and her legs instinctively straddle around my waist.

I can feel my cock throb at the feel of her body against mine. She feels like fucking heaven in my arms. Like the other night in her bed, I just didn't want to let her go.

"Did you walk here or drive?" I ask.

Her fingers feather against the nape of my neck, a touch I've grown to fucking love.

"I walked. It was my cardio."

"Want me to drive you home?"

"Where's CeCe?" She asks.

"Her and my mom took on the project of cleaning out her closet." I laugh. "But then they were going to see Abby."

"Mmm." Summer leans against me and then pulls herself up closer to me.

"Sure, you can take me home."

"I need to grab the keys to my truck first, hold on tight."

With her body still latched onto mine, I take us upstairs to my apartment where my keys are sitting in the bowl near the door. Summer shimmies down from me quickly.

"Bathroom," she says, pulling her hair from her scrunchie and walking down the hall. I watch in confusion as she passes the bathroom in the hallway and walks toward my bedroom. My door closes behind her and I give her a minute, waiting for her to come back out, but that doesn't happen. Instead, I hear my shower turn on.

I waste no time walking down the hall into my bedroom, quickly glancing in CeCe's room and seeing it's empty. It's a disaster, but an empty disaster. As I walk in my room, I'm met with pieces of discarded clothing. Socks, a tank top, a pair of leggings all leaving a trail to the bathroom door that's closed. The dim light is on when I slowly push the door open. Steam from the shower hits me immediately and my feet land on a sports bra on the tile followed by a pair of underwear. When I glance to the right, I can see Summer's outline in the mirror as she stands on the other side of the glass shower.

My head swivels to the fogged glass and I can make out the shape of Summer's figure. The curves of her hips and the swell of her breasts. I'm staring. Caught completely in a trance. How the fuck could I not? She's a damn vision clothed, but undressed? She's incredible.

Without a word, she slides open the door and points the shower head to the side so water doesn't spray out. She steps aside, standing there showing every piece of her to me. My eyes work their way over her skin. Her taut nipples, the redness of her shoulders where the warm water is hitting.

"Oh, come on." I gawk at the perfection standing before me.

"Don't make me wait much longer," she taunts.

I'm quick to pull my clothes off as she stands there. The water hits my skin as I enter the shower, feeling a sting when she moves the shower head back to its normal position.

"Trying to burn me, Kincaid?"

"Burning you is the last thing I want to do right now." Summer's hand runs down my chest, slowly approaching my throbbing cock. I can feel the blood pulsing through me as it rushes to where her hand is dangerously close.

She sinks slowly to her knees and her tongue traces the water droplets that fall on my abdomen.

I can't believe I get to have Summer like this. Can't fucking believe she's on her knees in my shower for me or that I've been on my knees for her, been inside her, felt her walls pulse around me as we both lit up into an explosion the other night.

She kisses my thighs as water runs down her back, her tongue slides against my stomach.

"Want to keep playing games or are you going to let me fuck your face?"

One of her hands slips between her legs briefly, getting a moan out of her before I reach my hand behind her neck, gripping her head to look up at me.

The hint of a smirk lines her lips. She slowly slides her tongue between her teeth and I gently release my grip the second her tongue swirls around the tip of my cock. I suck in a breath at the feeling. She slides her tongue up and down, slowly, like she's savoring the taste. She kisses the underside and I jerk back at how that feels. Every time she touches me, it makes me harder than I was even a second before.

I don't have the patience for the teasing anymore. I'm not strong around her like I once was. She makes me crumble like a house of cards every fucking time.

"Take it, Summer. Fucking take what you want. My cock belongs to you." Her hand squeezes me at the same time her mouth wraps around the head and she sucks like it's a goddamn lollipop.

My hand slams the wall of the shower as I steady my breath, grabbing her hair in my free hand wrapping my hand around it. The feeling is sensational. With every pull, I can feel myself getting closer and closer to spilling down her throat. She licks up and down and lets me hit the back of her throat. When she glances up, her eyes look watery, but she shows her teeth in a smile, skimming them all the way down. Goosebumps erupt all over my skin as she takes me deep again.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I groan. "That's it. You're such a good girl taking all of me like this." My encouragement seems to only fuel her. Her hands grip my thighs as her tongue swirls over me again and I can feel my body begin to jerk faster at the strokes of her tongue.

"Up here." It comes out commanding, but she licks her lips as she stands. "Do you trust me?" I ask, staring into her blue eyes.

She nods, but I need the words. I need to hear her say it.

"Use your words. Say it."

"I trust you," she says confidently, pulling her hair out of her face.

"I'm tested before every season. Everything's negative."

"I'm on birth control," she says quickly. "Let me feel you."

The warm water splashes against my back as I lift her up, pressing her body against the wall and lining my cock up with her.

Summer's pussy felt so fucking good the first time, I can only imagine how it'll feel with no barrier between us.

Slowly, I slide my cock in, letting her get used to the feeling for a moment before I move any faster. She moans as I move deeper and I feel her body stiffen slightly.

"Almost." I push in further and then out, creating a rhythm that she quickly falls into.

"God, yes." She digs her nails into my shoulders as she pulls me closer to her. "You need to push harder."

I've never been with a woman who told me what she wanted. Not in the way Summer does. She knows what she likes and what she needs and she isn't afraid to say it.

"Fuck." My hands grip her thighs, holding us in place as she cries out and I thrust harder, trying to keep us steady.

She brings her hands into my hair, pulling at the wet strands and my mouth closes around her nipple. My tongue swirls while she pants against me. Her head hangs between us as she watches me suck her nipple.

"Just like that," she whispers, slowing her own movements against me. "Fuck, Chase."

My cock slides in and out of her pussy with ease. A motion we're both so content in. With a slower movement, I can readjust my footing, keeping her pinned against the glass wall as I push in and out. My hand reaches between her legs and I run my thumb over her clit. She's so swollen, so ready to combust, I can feel it the second I pinch with my fingers.

"Come for me," I whisper against her cheek as my fingers play with her pussy.

She doesn't answer me with words, but her sounds say enough. I flick her clit with my fingers, fast, and then slow. Building her up and then letting her breathe for a moment before I pick up the pace again. I can feel her pussy beginning to clench around me as her orgasm builds.

"I'm so close."

"Me too," I moan as we hold nothing back, fucking in my shower like there isn't a perfectly good bed less than ten feet away.

"Chase, oh my—" I cover her words with my lips as she shudders. Her body moves back and forth and I move both of my hands to grip her thighs, but her scream breaks our kiss and she gasps for air as she closes her eyes in pleasure.

My own orgasm is mounting with every pulse of hers. I can feel my walls crumbling as she continues to bounce in front of me. Perfect, full breasts sitting nearly eye level with me.

"Fill me up, Chase." She takes my face in her hands and runs her tongue over my bottom lip.

I thrust one more time before my body vibrates, letting the best goddamn orgasm rip through me.

She slides her body down mine, resting her head against my chest as we both recede from the orgasms that left us breathless.

"Hey." I run my hands over her face. "I said something earlier in the gym that you didn't question me on."

"What's that?" Her arms wrap around my waist as we stand together, letting the water continue to fall around us.

"I said you were spoken for, even though we haven't actually talked about it. But it's something I've thought a lot about."

"You have?" Her voice carries a shock.

"Yeah… I—I want to see where this could go. If we can date, be a… a couple." My words feel like they're rushing out. I haven't asked someone to be my girlfriend since I was a kid. I barely know if I'm even doing it right.

"You asking me to be your girlfriend?" She swipes her thumb over my jaw as she stares up at me.

"Yes." I sigh. "I want you to be my girlfriend."

Her face softens. The blue of her eyes deepen and she brings both hands up around my neck.

"Chase, I've always been yours."