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God, she was beautiful. Soft in all the right places, with thighs he couldn’t wait to get between with his mouth, his hands, his cock—anything.

He dragged his gaze back up to her face to see her watching him in amusement.

“See something you like?”

Chase gulped past the lump in his throat. “Everything. I like everything.”

Her smile grew broad. “I want to see everything, too. Are you going to show me?”

His cock throbbed inside his jeans, and he pulled off his hoodie and T-shirt before yanking at the zipper. He definitely wanted to show her everything.

CHAPTER 10

If you’d askedHarper how she thought she’d feel about being naked and splayed out before Chase’s eagle eyes, she would have guessed “awkward and embarrassed.” But the only things she saw there were desire and appreciation.

Chase’s obvious delight in her body erased any qualms she had. Instead of being preoccupied with how she must look, she was able to relax and enjoy the show while he stripped.

When he yanked his sweatshirt and T-shirt over his head and tossed them aside, she bit her lower lip as she studied his broad, muscular chest that tapered down to his hips. Harper had barely taken that in when his hands moved to his fly, and all thoughts stopped save one: she was about to see Chase naked for the first time in her life.

He took his jeans and boxers down in one fell swoop, kicking both off and standing upright again in full, resplendent, unashamed nudity. His cock, already half hard, protruded from a thatch of dark curls. He was thick and long, and she could hardly wait for him to be inside her.

She dropped her gaze to his feet and slowly slid her eyes upward, examining every part she could see. His legs were strong and toned, topped by powerful, muscular thighs—thethighs of a power forward. Above his hips, his Adonis belt began, tantalizing lines that angled right toward his delicious cock.

Without conscious thought, she began tracing sensuous paths over her skin with the barest touches of her fingers, the light contact increasing her arousal. When she cupped her breasts, grasping each nipple with a thumb and forefinger and giving them a pinch, Chase groaned.

Her eyes shot to his, surprised and flattered by his pained expression. She plucked at her nipples and he took a step toward the bed, coming to a sudden stop when she held up a hand.

“I’m not done looking yet.”

“You’d better finish soon, or you’re getting no foreplay,” he growled.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” she answered with a smile she knew must be full of mischief.

“Harper…,” he warned.

“Okay, fine. Turn around so I can see your beautiful ass.”

Chase smiled faintly as he shook his head and slowly turned, giving her a full 360-degree view of his perfect specimen of a body, and she couldn’t prevent a whimper.

He wore a cocky grin as he faced her. “Like what you see?”

“You know I do. Get your beautiful ass up here.” A sudden, overpowering need for him shot through her.

“I don’t know, Harper. MaybeI’llmakeyouwait now.”

She knew he’d do it, too, so she fought back by smoothing one hand between her breasts, over her stomach, and down between her legs, stroking her fingers through her pussy, already hot and so slick. She couldn’t remember when she’d been this wet this quickly.

Harper couldn’t recall if it had ever happened quite like this.

With a growl, he lunged onto the bed as she shrieked and backed up further against the pillows. He prowled up her body,starting with gentle kisses at her toes, sliding his hands up her calves, then gripping her thighs and pushing them wide.

His eyes dipped between her legs and his pupils were flared when he looked back at her for a moment. “I can hardly wait to get my mouth on your hot, sweet little pussy. But first,” he continued, wrapping his hands around her thighs as he shouldered his way between them, “I’m going to worship your gorgeous thighs.”

Some men hadn’t liked her thick thighs, and those men could go fuck themselves. That clearly wasn’t the case with Chase.

He kissed his way up one thigh, then the other, the stubble on his jaw abrading her skin in the most delicious way. When he’d apparently gotten enough of that, he slid his hands up her thighs until his thumbs could separate her folds and stroke through her slickness.

She was wriggling under his touch, and he hadn’t even put his mouth on her yet.