Every inch of her perfect body is pressed against mine. Her little mewls make it hard for me to think straight.
“Chase,” she whispers, and I know I’m done for as my spine tingles.
“Let go now, baby. Let go just for me.”
And she does just that.
She ignites as my name leaves her lips in a shout. My muscles grow rigid then relax in a way I’ve never experienced. She sends me over the edge, forcing me to spill into my pants.
My body jerks beneath hers, and a subtle groan breaks past my lips.
She falls into me, and I help her ride it out as I breathe her in deeply and come down from my own high.
Holy hell.
I stroke her back in slow lines until her breathing evens out.
“Was that… Did I… Was it... Am I okay?”
Her voice is small but so hopeful.
“You’re perfect, Bookworm. So damn perfect and all mine,” I say, pressing a kiss to her lips.
“I’m tired now.”
I can’t help but chuckle. “That’s normal. Will you let me help you again some other time?”
“I think I’d like that.” She blushes. “And I want to be good for you, too,” she says, her gaze misty and a little shy.
“I think you’re gonna ruin me, baby.” I give her a quick kiss, shifting her off my lap. “I’ll clean up and then we’ll go to sleep, yeah?”
“What do you mean?” she asks, sitting up to look at the spot I just vacated.
“You were rubbing yourself all over me, Bookworm. What do you think it means?”
She covers her mouth as she looks down at my crotch and then up at me, her lips slightly tilted up.
“You…?”
“Yep.”
“In your pants?”
“Uh huh.”
Her reaction is instant. Her eyes light up, and laughter spills from her, wild and unrestrained as her body flops back on to the bed. She hides her face with a hand.
I grin, taking in every inch of her. I’ve never loved a sound more.
Yep. She’s going to ruin me.
I pullmy shoulders up toward my ears as I breathe in, expecting her smooth thigh to be under my hand. Only, there’s nothing there.
What the hell?
My eyes snap open, and a cold tightness spreads through my ribcage before my brain fully wakes. The bed sheets are cold. The space is empty, the air lost, like the room forgot she was ever in it.
My feet hit the floor.I check the bathroom, then bolt down the stairs, every step loaded with panic because I don’t hear a thing.
