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 couldn’t help but grin. It wasn’t that hearing Chase say it made me more proud of what I did. Truly, I always had been, but it was nice to hear. “I am.”
“You’ll have to teach me to make something sometime.”
“Really?” I never imagined Chase would be interested.
“Of course. Why not? I mean, I doubt I’ll be the next great artist, but I’d love to see you in your element…and have you show me how to do something that’s important to you.”
I loved seeing this sweet side of Chase, the one he only showed to certain people. It was why I’d always loved him. “You should eat your dinner before it gets too cold. Do you want me to warm it up for you?”
“Nope. I’m sure it’s fine how it is.”
Chase ate and was sort of quiet after that. He’d been that way off and on the past few days. I wasn’t sure if it was because this was all so new for him and he’d be telling Griffin soon or what. Or hell, maybe it had to do with seeing his dad lose it the other day. He hadn’t told me exactly what went down, but it couldn’t have been easy. Or maybe it was because of work, or Buck. There was a whole hell of a lot weighing down his mind at the moment.
“Wanna play around tonight?” I asked, waggling my eyebrows at him.
“I like where this is going.” Chase set his empty plate on the coffee table. “What did you have in mind?”
“Your handcuffs. Me on my knees and your dick in my throat?”
“Oh God.” Chase grabbed me, pulled me to his lap, and nuzzled my throat. “Best. Boyfriend. Ever.”
I was pretty sure I would never get tired of hearing him say things like that to me. We’d said we were dating, but the B word hadn’t been used. It might have been my new favorite word.
He kissed me until I was dizzy, until I forgot my name, then looked at me. “Thank you.”
I frowned. “For what?”
“Loving me. I’m gonna do everything in my power to deserve it.”
Oh, he was going to wreck me. “Chase…you already do. Don’t you know that?”
He gave me a sad smile, which I didn’t return. Something was definitely on his mind. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” He shook his head. “Why don’t you go get ready for me? I’ll be in there with the cuffs in a couple of minutes.”
“Okay.” I nodded.
I went into Chase’s room. The blinds were pulled open on the floor-to-ceiling windows, the moonlight shining through. It was so beautiful that I was stuck watching it for a moment, taking it all in. Then I remembered Chase was going to handcuff me while I blew him, so I ripped my clothes off and knelt there waiting for him.
He came in a moment later, with his shirt off and his jeans unbuttoned. “Fuck, look at you, baby boy. Gorgeous,” Chase said, and I trembled. He walked over to where I knelt in front of the window, the cuffs clanking together. “You sure about this?”
“Very.”
He stepped behind me, knelt, and hooked them around my wrists. “You’re shaking,” Chase said when he stood in front of me again.
“Just because I’m excited…and I can’t believe I’m here with you.”
“I can’t believe I’m here with you either.”
He took his time with me after that. I nuzzled him through his pants, letting the jeans rub against me. Chase removed his pants, and I rubbed my face against him again. It felt like an eternity before he was naked, his cock hard and leaking. He painted my lips with his precome, then pushed his dick into my mouth. He went slow, worked his way in, then pulled back.
“More. I want more,” I begged, and Chase gave it to me, fucking into me, while he looked down at me lovingly, petting my hair, telling me I was beautiful, making me feel like the most special person in the world.
And then he came down my throat, saying, “Kell…oh fuck, Kellan, that’s it, baby boy…Kell…Kell…Kell…” over and over again.
My brain felt fuzzy after that. Chase dropped to his knees and jerked me off. Then he uncuffed me and carried me to the bed, held me, and I fell asleep in his arms.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Chase
There was nothing like waking up with Kellan in my arms. We were able to sleep in a bit. He didn’t have any classes until that afternoon, and I was working a swing shift.
Christ, I didn’t know what he was doing to me. The past few days had been difficult for me in a lot of ways. I couldn’t stop thinking about my dad and the things he said. It felt like I was keeping something from Kellan and Griff, and that sat like a heavy weight in my chest. But then, what did I tell them? That my dad was an asshole who hated their family, me, and anyone who cared about me? That was common knowledge. My dad had even been questioned when the Caines were killed, but he had been cleared.