Chapter Seventeen

They were in tune. Chase couldn’t have written a better song than the one that was playing between them. He slid his hand down her back, over the tightness of muscles, the rounded globes of her ass. There was still much more he wanted to discover about her. He pressed his palm into the curve of her side, wanting the imprint of her on him and to explore her further.

This was so hot, so new and so surprising that Chase was still trying to process it all. He sensed something special was developing between them. Something that he needed to cultivate and treasure.

She was full of soft sighs, moans, as she molded her body to his. This would be the third time they’d made love tonight and he already knew it would only quench the flame of desire, not satiate it.

Ava grabbed his chin with her hand, holding him and, in the gloom of his bedroom, they moved against each other. The clutch she had on him was possessive and he felt a tremble in her touch. He wanted to believe that she was just as overcome as he and it was almost like she was holding on so he couldn’t leave. But he had no intention of going anywhere.

Her eyes were luminous, deep and sucked him into their depths. He saw desire and something else in them. “Oh, Chase, I love the way you have with words. I really need to start listening to your music,” she murmured in a husky tone.

“Just say the word and I’d be happy to give you a private concert.” He ran his thumb against her nipple, enjoying the way she gasped at the sensation.

“I bet you say that to all the girls.” She pressed a kiss to his chest.

“Only the sexy ones with sparkly boots,” he teased.

“You’re a sweet-talker, superstar, but let’s stop talking for a while.” Ava pressed more kisses on his chest then reached between them. She opened a condom they’d put under the pillows earlier, slid it on to him and stroked his cock.

Thunder rumbled over his house and lightning flashed out the window. In the explosion of light, he saw her as clearly as if it were day. He took her hand that was holding him and together they positioned him against her and she sank back down, his cock filling her, with a deep groan that matched his.

More thunder crashed overhead and flashes of lightning gave him staccato images of this wild angel as she rode him, her hair in a beautiful, tumbled disarray, her breasts bouncing and nipples firm and hard like cherries. The curve of her waist bloomed into her hips, where he placed his hands and held her tight. He watched where they were joined, unable to look away.

Gliding his hand up her side to cradle the back of her head, the thick strands of her hair tangled around his fingers, soft and sensuous. Chase pulled her down, touched his tongue to her lips and she fell on him. Their mouths sealed, her hips working him, and he met her with every beat.

Then she cried out, the sound resonating into him, as she came. Her eyes opened and he felt like a hot poker had twisted his gut and trails of smoking desire had settled in his balls. Yes, Chase knew for sure now that she’d cast some kind of witchy spell over him. And he didn’t give a shit in the least.

She gazed down at him, lifting her head slightly, and he swallowed heavily at the passion-clouded look in her golden eyes. There was a longing in them that pinched at his heart. Instinct told him to be gentle with her. While she was absolutely alive above him, there was a fragile edge to her that needed special care.

He flipped her over, pressing her into the pillows and tumbled sheets. She wrapped herself around him. He pressed his mouth to the base of her neck, his tongue followed the rapid beat of the vein in her neck and the smell of her skin enveloped him.

“Come for me, Chase,” she whispered into his ear as he ground into her.

Her words, her response to him and her kisses on his cheek were more than he could bear. Chase was lost as he was overtaken by his orgasm. It crashed inside him, he was mindless and lost his sense of space and time, the tight embrace of Ava’s arms the only thing anchoring him to reality. She tightened around his cock in sweet, pulsing waves and he knew she’d climaxed again, in time with him.

Moments later, his body came down from the orgasmic high. He left his teenaged years behind a long, long time ago, but he felt like, with a ten-minute nap and a couple of glasses of water, he would be ready to go again. Chase gathered her to him like she was something delicate and touched his lips to hers. She responded as he knew she would. Then she rested her head on his shoulder and drew in a deep breath.

She draped her arm over his hips and tucked her foot around his leg. The lost puzzle piece had just clicked into its place.

Chase’s mind began to shut down. The last fleeting thought he had was, there wasn’t much he hadn’t experienced these days, but being here, with Ava, felt brand new.