Against All Odds - Angel's Story(6)

No, instead of being the smart girl I know I am, I reached behind me and unhooked my bra. His eyes widened. I moved my hand up to my shoulder, pushing the first strap down. When I did the other side, I let go and it fell to the floor.

He exhaled heavily as his eyes raked over my body again. “I fucking warned you,” he breathed as he took the few steps separating us. “Last chance, sweet-cheeks,” he said as he stopped mere inches from me. He was so close I could feel the heat radiating off his body.

Deep down, I’d wanted this from the moment I laid eyes on him. I wasn’t about to put a stop to it. I wanted this. More. Than. Anything. We didn’t say a word. Time stood still as we held each other’s gaze. My hands were itching to reach out and touch him.

Finally, I gave in to the temptation and moved my hand up, lightly running my fingers over his ripped abs. He groaned again. That’s all he needed, I guess. Before I knew it I was pushed up against the wall, his lips crashing into mine. His hands moved up to cup my face as he tilted my head back and deepened the kiss. Holy crap, it was one hot kiss. I wrapped my arms tightly around his waist to hold myself up, as my knees went weak. This was the kind of kiss that could melt you into a puddle on the floor.

When we finally came up for air, he rested his forehead against mine. “Sweet fucking Jesus, woman,” he breathed. The way he said it made me smile. I knew exactly what he meant. I’d kissed guys before, but never, and I mean never, have I ever been kissed like that.

His hands caress their way down the sides of my body, coming to rest on my arse. He gave it a little squeeze. “My fucking sweet-cheeks,” he whispered as his lips found mine again. I snaked my arms around his neck as our kiss deepened. This time was even hotter than the last, if that was even possible.

He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He groaned into my mouth as he thrust his pelvis forward. The only thing separating us was my pink lace panties. His erection was pressing against my centre. It felt fantastic. Like nothing I ever felt before.

“Where’s your bedroom?”

“Last door at the end of the hall,” I panted. He pulled away from the wall, bringing me with him. Taking long fast strides, he had me laying on my bed in less than a minute. He stayed standing, looking down at me. He was giving me that intense look again. It was like he was having some kind of internal battle with himself.

Eventually, he broke our stare, his eyes roaming down my body. He exhaled loudly before leaning forward, hooking his thumbs in the side of my panties. He slowly pulled them down my legs, never once taking his eyes off me.

The way his eyes scanned over every inch of me, sent my stomach into a flutter. It was one hot look. My eyes moved down to his chest, his abs and oh my, his very erect, large penis. He was still standing over me. When I looked back up at his face, he was smiling, a sexy full smile. “You’re more beautiful than I imagined,” he breathed as he climbed onto the bed, hovering over me.

I reached up and caressed the side of his face. “So are you,” I whispered as I pulled his lips down to mine. He leant on one elbow, half of his body covering mine. I loved the feel of his skin against me. His other hand softly caressed its way up my body.

He stopped at my chest and cupped one of my boobs in his hand, rolling my nipple between his finger and thumb. It caused a moan to escape from me. God, I wanted this so bad. Wanted him so bad.

Chase’s lips left mine and skimmed down to my neck. “Your skin is so soft…so beautiful,” he whispered. He sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. I moaned again. I was lost in the way he was making my body feel. His hands slid down my body and between my legs. Nobody had ever touched me there before.

“Fuck you’re so wet for me,” he groaned, as his fingers dipped between my folds. It felt wonderful. Like nothing I’ve ever felt before. My hips rocked against his hand. I wasn’t sure what I was doing, but I needed more. When he pushed a finger inside me I moaned again as my head pushed back into the pillow. I couldn’t control it. Yes, that’s it. That’s what I needed. My senses were on overdrive.

Chase raised his head and looked down at me. “I love how your body responds to my touch.” His lips found mine again. “Jesus you’re so tight,” he said against my mouth as he pushed another finger inside me. “I can’t wait to be inside you.” I was starting to worry he was going to find out that this was my first time. I didn’t want him to know. I was embarrassed to admit it.

I was sure he was going to be able to tell at some point. I had absolutely no experience. There was no way I was going to be able to please him like the other more experienced girls did. I tried to push that thought out of my mind. I didn’t want to ruin the moment.