I didn’t think about anything before, or anything after. I was right here, right now, in this moment with him.
I sucked in a sharp breath as his fingers curled around my cock. An embarrassing keening sound slipped out of me, but Chase swallowed it in a kiss that left me breathless. I was glad for his broad body beneath mine because I felt weak, as if I’d slip and fall if it weren’t for his safety.
I had never felt so safe with anybody before. I was always the caretaker, never the one being taken care of.
“You’re so fucking hard,” Chase murmured. The hitch in his voice told me he was just as aroused. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”
I was almost too dazed to respond. “Yes...”
Chase huffed. With all five fingers wrapped around me, he started pumping. I hissed and buried my face into the crook of his neck. His intoxicating scent flooded my nostrils. It made my cock ache. I was already dangerously sensitive, and Chase’s handjob wasn’t helping. My inexperience was my downfall. At this rate, I wouldn’t last much longer.
“You’re so hot,” Chase groaned, working me faster.
My response was an incoherent sound. Chase’s scent and touch overwhelmed me. I was a quivering mass of nerves and hormones. I bit my lip hard, trying to stave off my release, desperate to enjoy this for a few seconds longer.
Sweat rolled down my temple and mixed with the sheen coating Chase’s skin. The tangy scent of it made me crazed. In my delirium, I dragged my lips across Chase’s neck. Its soft warmth beckoned to me. As I kissed his neck, Chase made a strangled noise. His fingers tightened around my cock. I cried out, almost wailing. My hips bucked faster, greedy and wanting, and Chase let me have it. His fist worked me until I was moaning into his neck.
“Come for me,” he begged, the words taut with desire. “Please.”
Two more strokes and I did. My back arched like a plucked string as release hit me and I let out a muffled cry against Chase’s throat. Shock after shock of pleasure rolled over my body. It was a lot. I felt the wet spot forming between us.
Chase groaned. He sounded close. He shuffled, taking himself into his hand, then angled his head to capture my mouth again. Dazed, I met him halfway in a sloppy kiss. A few moments of wet ecstasy were enough to send him over the edge. Chase’s entire body shuddered. His voice cracked as he moaned, wanton and choked, pressing into me as he came.
We both gasped for air. As the high wore off, my brain kicked back into gear. Post-orgasm clarity was in full effect.
I just came on my client.
My face was already flushed from pleasure and exertion, but now it contained a good portion of embarrassment, too.
Judging by his blissful expression, Chase was still luxuriating in the afterglow. He flashed a weary, content smile up at me.
Meanwhile, I was freaking the fuck out.
My animal instincts whined and complained, but I peeled myself off of Chase and stood up. I had the mental fortitude to avoid temptation. I didn’thavetostay and cuddle, no matter how badly my body wanted it.
“I’m sorry,” I mumbled, tucking myself back into my pants.
Chase barely raised his head. “Huh? What for?”
My heart felt like it was pounding in a pit of tar, each beat thick and sticky and difficult. Had I fucked up? Had I done something wrong? My body didn’t think so, but my head felt like I had...
“Sagitta?” The gentle way Chase called my name was almost painful. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
Even though it was cowardly, I wanted to run. But there was nowhere to run in Chase’s apartment.
His hand wrapped around my wrist and pulled me back onto the couch. He sat upright, his blue eyes shadowed with concern.
“It’s okay. We didn’t do anything bad,” he reassured.
It made my stomach flip that he could read my mind like that. He always caught me before I could spiral.
He went on. “I know this is all new for you, so it might feel different. Weird, even. But it’s all good.”
I took a breath, held it, then let it go. I thought back to the first time I exorcised a demon. That felt similarly exhilarating and terrifying.
“Hey,” Chase prompted. “I’m not your client, remember? So don’t freak out.”
“How are you doing that? Stop it,” I grumbled.
