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“In my mouth.”

My cock bounces in anticipation, but I ignore it.

“You’re sure? There’s no pressure here, Chase.”

“I know, Logan. I want to. Don’t deny me,” he adds with a smirk.

“Wouldn’t fucking dream of it,” I tell him, climbing higher and wrapping my fingers over the edge of the headboard.

It’s an awkward angle and won’t be comfortable for Chase, but I’m holding on by a thread as it is. At least it won’t take long.

I try to position my hips so it’s a little easier for him to take me, but before I can, Chase picks his head up off the pillow and chokes himself on my cock.

I pull my hips back immediately.

“Easy,” I command.

He nods and drops his head back onto the pillow, allowing me to feed him my dick at this better angle.

Chase hums around the head as his tongue explores the underside, making my ass clench. The move lifts me off him just a little, and as I settle back down, he grips my hips, pushing and pulling me so I’m fucking his face. The range of motion stays shallow, but he’s hitting the most sensitive parts.

Looking down, I have a bird’s-eye view of my dick disappearing into his mouth, and it’s fucking glorious. I brush his hair back so I can grip the short strands.

“If you don’t want to swallow, that’s cool, but I’ll need to move right now,” I inform him, the on-ramping happening even quicker than I’d anticipated.

His hands grip me harder, holding me firmly in place.

“Chase…fuck…”

“Mmm,” he hums, kicking me right over the edge.

My entire body trembles as my orgasm tears through me. I’m barely conscious enough to make sure I don’t choke him, wanting to drive my cock so far down his throat I’m in his stomach, but since he has control of my hips, I let myself go and trust him to control the depth.

As soon as the last shiver of pleasure races down my spine, I sink down to the mattress and roll off Chase.

“So…that was okay then?” Chase asks, rolling to his side to look at me.

Moving closer, I lick the corner of his mouth, where a drop of my cum still rests.

“That was way better than okay.”

Grinning, Chase rolls away from me.

“Now we need to get going.”

The reminder that I’m going to be face-to-face with Stone soon still makes me nervous, but a lot less so with Chase by my side.

Chapter 38

Chase

We’re only thirty minutes into the drive when I feel like I could explode with desire again.

I’m driving, though, so my options for relief are limited.

Unable to take it any longer when the playlist turns from rock into something heavier, slower, and sexier, I reach over without saying a word, grab Logan’s hand, and place it in my lap.

Directly over my erection.