Page 48 of After the Chase

"Say it, and call me my name."

"I liked it. I liked hearing what you'd do to them all because of me. My shadow."

My thumb presses against his pulse point. "Because that's the truth, Chase. That's exactly what I would do, without any hesitation.”

"I know."

"And now you love it. My work is complete.”

I lean in close, my lips brushing his ear. "You're mine and anyone who even thinks about challenging that will learn exactly what I'm capable of."

Chase shudders, his whole body trembling.

"Touch me, please."

I kiss him with fierce passion. My hand tightens on his throat just enough to make him gasp. He melts into me immediately, his body surrendering to the invasion of my tongue in his mouth. When I finally pull back, his lips are swollen, his eyes glazed.

My hand drops from his throat to his belt, yanking it open with experience.

"We don't have much time."

"But…"

"Quiet." I unzip his pants and pull his cock free, it’s already leaking over my hand.

"You're going to cum fast and quiet, and then we're going to walk into that clubhouse like nothing happened."

“You expect me to be quiet?”

My hand wraps around him tightly. Chase's hips jerk forward immediately, seeking more friction.

"Stay still," I say as I grasp onto him hard enough for it to hurt. "Or I'll stop."

He forces himself to freeze, every muscle tense with the effort.

"Good." I spit into my hand and start stroking him, fast and rough, exactly how he likes it. "When we get home tonight, I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll feel it for days. Going to bend you over every surface in that hotel suite until you can't remember your own name."

"Ohhh god…"

"Going to make you scream my name while I'm buried inside you, then I’ll fill you up until you're dripping with me." My thumb swipes over the head of his cock, spreading the precum. "This body belongs to me, everything you are belongs to me.”

“Uh huh…faster, please faster,” he pants, unable to stop the long moan that rips out of him.

"That's right." I increase the pace, my hand moving faster. "All those clubhouse guys will know what we’ve done, they will be able to see from your face how hard you came. I fucking own you, baby.”

Chase's breathing is ragged now, his hips fighting to stay still.

"I'm going to fuck you in every position I can think of tonight," I continue, my voice low and full of promises. "On your back so I can watch your face, then on your hands and knees so I can see my cock disappearing inside your tight ass. Against the wall so you have to hold yourself up while I take what's mine."

"I’m gonna cum."

"Going to make you cum so many times you'll beg me to stop. But I won't. Because your pleasure belongs to me too."

Chase reaches his hands above his head to press his hands against the ceiling of the car, preparing himself to explode.

So he doesn’t make a mess on his clothes, I lean down immediately, taking him into my mouth as he erupts, unable to hold in the shout of pleasure as I swallow every drop, letting none of it go to waste. His taste is amazing.

When he's finished, I release him and sit back, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand while Chase is slumped against the seat, his chest heaving, his eyes glazed.