Page 75 of Begin Again


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“It wasn’t mean when you were doing it?”

I roll my eyes. “Exactly. It’s a one-way street.”

Between kisses to my inner thighs he mumbles, “Of course, sweetheart.”

I’m too impatient for this. Hoping he’ll take the hint, I snatch the bottle out of the nightstand and toss it down by my legs. Instead, he says, “Hey, I wanna try something. Trust me?”

Duh. “Always.”

The smile on his face is too kind for this world then it turns to pure heat. “Roll over for me. If you get uncomfortable, just say it and I’ll stop. Okay?”

We haven’t tried anything where I couldn’t see him since I had that freakout that scared the hell out of Chase. But he wants to try something, and I’ve come a long way since then. I do asrequested without a complaint. “I think you’re really gonna like this,” he murmurs, running an appreciative hand over my ass. He maneuvers me until my knees are tucked damn near under my armpits, leaving me on full display. “Goddamn. You’re so fucking perfect.”

I must be red from my navel to the top of my head. The flames coming off my skin certainly give that impression. Chase’s hands pry my cheeks apart before he hums in obvious approval. “Still good, Chaos?”

Exposed, humiliated, also horribly turned on. Probably just want he’s looking for. “Y-yeah. I’m good.”

“Remember this stops the second you want it to, okay?”

God help me. I love him so much. “Okay.”

I truly have no idea what to expect, but I have to swallow a yelp when he bites my ass cheek. I’m leaking a wet spot onto the sheet, and if he doesn’t do something soon, I’m gonna scream.

Chase’s warm, wet tongue circles my rim and my body is surprised enough to try and wiggle away. He keeps me in place and does it again. His stubble scrapes against my sensitive skin, making me moan softly. The sensation is so totally foreign that I’m struggling to process it other than knowing I absolutely don’t want him to stop.

I give up trying and just sink into it. He starts slow, just gently licking and sucking in all the right places, letting me adjust. By the time his tongue works its way into my hole, I’m nearing delirious. He’s feasting on me, and given his low groans, is enjoying this every bit as much as I am. When I’m loose and ready, he adds his thumb using it to go deeper.

“Pl—please. Please,” I beg into the pillow. I don’t even know what I’m begging for. Just something.

He adds lube before trying two fingers and comes up for air. “Look at you, sweetheart. Taking my fingers so well.”

I moan, arching my spine and trying to take them deeper. “Good boy. Show me how much you want it.”

The muscles in my legs are melted in this embarrassing position and there’s no way I’m moving without Chase physically moving me which is strangely hot. He adds another lubed finger, the stretch is perfect. “Fuck. Please. Just do it already. Chase, please.”

“You sure you’re ready?” he asks, stroking my prostate.

I glare at him over my shoulder. “If you don’t fuck me right now, I swear?—”

I’m silenced as his dick notches at my entrance, slick and perfect andthere. He doesn’t hesitate before pushing in, sliding in inch by torturous inch. We’re both breathing heavy by the time his groin meets my ass. “You good?” he asks between clenched teeth, trembling with restraint.

Always so careful with me. Not because he thinks I’m fragile, but because I’m precious to him. “So so good. Please move.Please.”

He never has had a lot of willpower when I beg. “Hold on to something,” is the only warning I get before Chase’s strong hands grab my hips in a firm grip and he pulls out almost to the tip and slams back in one solid thrust. I scramble to find purchase by grabbing the headboard because he’s not slowing down. I think I’d come unglued if he even tried.

A stream of praises fall out of Chase’s mouth as he makes sure I can’t do anything except take it. He doesn’t even give me a moment to forget who turns me inside out like this. Not like I could when I think of his tongueinmy ass. He pauses long enough to yank me to my knees and lock his tattooed arm across my chest, keeping me where he wants me.

I turn my head for a kiss that’s more teeth and exchanging air than anything. The new angle has me biting at his neck in an attempt to keep from crying out. Chase growls his approval.Heat gathers at the base of my spine as my dick bobs pathetically in the air. I can’t seem to find the ability to let go of the arm holding me up. “Chase,” I pant helplessly. “I need…”

He doesn’t let up, pounding into that place that has me seeing stars and filling my ears with how perfect I am. “I know what you need,” he tells me. I believe it

“I can’t.” It comes out as a breathless whine.

His fingers tighten on my hip bones. “You can and you will.”

It leaves no room for argument. Before I can try to come up with one anyway, my balls draw up impossibly tight and everything goes fuzzy. Without the slightest bit of friction, my release is painting the sheets. My back bows as Chase swears into the sensitive place where my neck meets my shoulder. A few moments later, his thick cock swells and warm cum coats my insides. A tremor runs down my spine.

We all but collapse into a boneless heap, sweaty and content. Chase is leaving soft kisses anywhere he can reach. Eventually, he begrudgingly leaves our warm cocoon to get a warm rag. His hands are startlingly gentle as he cleans me up and pulls the blanket over my clammy skin. I sigh in relief when his arm slides under my shoulder, tucking me against his chest where I belong. “I love you.”