Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 84227 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84227 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
I was tired of talking then. I didn’t want to think about my parents or childhood memories. I wanted…Chase. To feel him, have him, pretend he was really mine. I eased to my feet, walked over, and stood in front of him. “You gonna fuck me now, Officer?”
Chase sucked in a sharp breath. “You gonna get on your knees for me first, baby boy?” he asked, and my legs nearly gave out.
“Jesus, that’s hot. I like it when you call me that.” The nickname had come so easily to him, I didn’t want to think about how many other times he’d used it, how many other men had been Chase Hawthorne’s baby boy while he was fucking them. I wanted to pretend it was only me, that it had only ever been me. “And yes,” I added as I began to kneel.
Chase grabbed my arm, stopping me. “Not out here. Inside.”
I nodded, held my hand out to Chase, and he took it. My legs were weak as I led us inside. He stopped to close and lock the door behind us, and then I took Chase to his room, the whole time telling myself I would survive this. I could let Chase have his fun with me, and I’d be okay when he walked away.
It was a lie.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Chase
My dick was already hard as a railroad spike. I wanted Kellan so bad, I ached with it. With each step we took, the torrent of desire swelled. He did something to me, something I didn’t expect and didn’t know what to do with other than to try and sate my desire for him with his body. My want was so brutal, so intense, I wasn’t sure I would ever be able to get enough of him.
I stopped him when we got to the edge of the bed, and pulled him to me. My mouth covered his, and Kell moaned against my tongue, the sound making a beeline for my cock and making it ache even more. He kissed me like he needed me, like I was providing something for him, his arms around me, his hands clutching with this urgent desperation, making my need flare even stronger. No one had ever kissed me the way Kellan did.
“Fuck, you taste good.” I licked a trail down his neck. “You wanna suck me? Or you want me to take that sweet ass of yours?”
“Make me,” Kellan replied breathlessly. “Push me down.”
My dick twitched at his request, my body vibrating like there was an earthquake beneath my skin. Kellan Caine was going to wreck me, when I’d never been wrecked in my life, not over a lover. But then, I’d never had an emotional attachment to someone I was sleeping with the way I did with him.
“Suck me.” I shoved him to his knees, tugged his face against my jean-covered erection, and Kellan mouthed at it like he was so hungry for me, he would take whatever I gave him, would keep his face in my groin all night, even if I kept my pants on. “Take me out.”
I kept my hand in his hair, running my fingers through the strands, gently for now, instead of pulling at it like I did earlier. He made a soft sound as he worked frantically to unbutton and unzip my jeans, that sweet noise making another jolt of need shoot through me.
“Record me,” Kell said as he shoved a hand inside my jeans.
“Huh?”
“Fuck, I wanna see it, Chase. Record me.”
My stomach twisted, but fuck, that sounded hot. “Kell…”
“Please? We can delete it afterward. It gets me so hot, feeling like I have other eyes on me.”
I wasn’t sure there was a damn thing I would deny Kellan, so I pulled my cell phone out of my back pocket. He tugged my jeans and underwear down and off, and I stepped out of them, my cock jutting out, the tip leaking. Kellan looked up at me prettily. Pupils blown wide, pink dusting his cheeks, hair messy from where I’d had my hands in it. “Christ, you look sexy. Are you sure about this?”
“We can delete it, but it really gets me going.”
“I know better than this. I’m a police officer, and I’ve seen what can happen—”
“Just do it, Chase.”
Something about the way he said it made me concede. I wasn’t going to lie, I found the idea hot as hell too. So I nodded and started to record. Kellan leaned in, but I said, “Nope. Not yet.” With my other hand, I gripped the base of my cock, traced his pretty mouth with it, leaving a trail of my precome around his lips.
“Please,” he asked, and something shifted in my chest. This shock to my system, like my heart stopped, then pulsed back to life again, thudding wildly.
I nodded, unable to find my words. Kellan’s eyes didn’t leave me as he circled the head of my cock with his tongue. I kept the phone aimed at him but looked at him dead on, not wanting anything between us.