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My cock twitched.

It was a concerted effort to keep the arousal at bay until we reached his apartment. My heart pounded in a rapid, steady thrum of anticipation. I never imagined I’d be in such a precarious situation, but Chase made me feel things nobody everhad before. It would’ve frightened me if my excitement didn’t smother the rest of my nerves.

After dropping the bag of sex toys on the ground, Chase took the pizza box from my hands and threw it on the kitchen counter like an afterthought. It was fresh, still steaming, but his glassy eyes were pinned on me. My heart leapt into my throat. He looked hungrier for me than for the pizza. I held still as he took my wrists in his hands.

“This feels unfair,” he murmured, his voice thick and breathy.

“How so?”

“You’re so hot. And I didn’t know you were into guys.”

I gave him a wry smile. “You never asked.”

“Yeah,” Chase said, sounding dreamy. “And then you kissed me in an alley.”

“I... I’ve never dated anyone before,” I admitted. Then a rush of hot embarrassment prickled my skin. “Is that what this is? What we’re doing?”

Chase’s brows rose in surprise at my initial comment, then he shrugged. “It doesn’t have to be. I don’t care about labels. What do you want this to be?”

My heart squeezed. That question again.

“Don’t ask me that when I’m aroused,” I warned.

He laughed. “But seriously, you’ve never dated? How? Look at you,” he said, running his hands down my sides.

I shuddered at the sensation. “I was... busy.”

Work took up all my time. I never even considered dating, or pursuing romance at all. I’d always been caught up in taking care of my family, or making money, or doing my duty to eradicate demons.

A sudden vine of guilt constricted me.

“This is a conflict of interest,” I mumbled. “I shouldn’t be involved with a client.”

Chase leaned in so our faces nearly touched. “Faust is gone. I’m not your client anymore.”

My eyes widened. He was right.

Like slamming a door, I shut off every responsibility and doubt in my head.

All bets were off. I was free to do whatever I wanted with Chase.

I sank into the couch and pulled him down with me. In a fluid motion, he captured my lips in a soft kiss, guiding me on top of his chest. In the privacy of his apartment, everything felt more raw. I didn’t have to worry about a stranger rounding a corner, or being spotted by a stray temple exorcist. That freedom turned me ravenous. I arched into Chase, kissing him harder, exploring every inch of his lips with my own.

He groaned softly beneath me, and I felt its vibration rumble in his chest.

His tongue teased me, lick by tiny lick, begging for entry. When I relented, his velvety wet tongue traced mine in a slow motion. Heat shot straight down between my thighs. I moaned into his mouth while bucking my hips against his leg, grinding my erection into him.

It was obscene. And it was hot. I’d lost my mind, but I was too aroused to care about appearances anymore. All I wanted was touch and release. A reward for a job well done; a chance to take my mind off everything and just do what I wanted,feelwhat I desired for once.

As we kissed, Chase’s hand fumbled lower until he found the waistband of my pants. He shoved them down awkwardly before searching for my cock. My breath hitched when I realized what he was doing. I hiked my hips up and pressed into his hand.

Instant ecstasy washed over me. A choked cry wrenched from my throat as Chase cupped my sensitive flesh. My mind meltedaway and base instincts took over. My hips bucked on their own accord. It felt too good to stop.

“That’s it,” Chase whispered between kisses. His voice was hoarse from pleasure, which shot another shiver down my back. “Keep fucking my hand, just like that.”

My head spun. The edges of my vision blurred. I barely bit back a whimper as I sucked his lower lip, thrusted into his waiting palm. The air felt hot and electric, like a monsoon about to break a heatwave.

I was dizzy for release, but at the same time, I didn’t want this to end. This frantic, spontaneous fling was like water for my parched soul. Years of pent-up feelings and desires were unleashed as I grinded into Chase.