Crazy Love(78)

Krista’s fingers took advantage of his new position and grazed over the muscled planes of his back, shifting as his body moved inside her. Her entire body felt alive and sensitized. The suede fibers of the couch rubbed against her back each time Chase sank into her. The silky friction of their naked bodies, as they moved together in a sensual flow, excited her body in a slow building ecstasy. His swollen flesh stretched her body to its limit; every time he filled her, it walked the fine line between pain and pleasure.

“You feel so good inside of me,” she moaned as her pulse quickened and a rush of warmth shot to her core, enabling him to slide in and out of her in smooth, measured, insistent strokes.

Covering her mouth, Chase kissed her with hungry urgency. When he picked up his speed, her body began to shake beneath him as his tongue ravished her in a fiercely erotic, drugging kiss that absorbed her moans.

As she felt her body about to explode, he rolled his hips up, hitting the sensitized nub at the top of her sex, setting off a frenzy of simultaneous explosions throughout her body. Krista’s entire being ignited in sensation and began convulsing as spasms lashed through her. Chase drove up into her one final time as his body tensed with release while her inner walls milked him until the last spasm rocked through her.

Her breathing was labored as she came down from the cloud of bliss she’d been floating on. She realized that at some point they’d stopped kissing. Chase’s forehead rested on hers, his breath fanning her face. She still held him tight to her, not wanting him to move. He was the only man she’d ever wanted to linger inside her after sex. Closing her eyes, she let herself luxuriate in the feeling of the weight of him atop her and their bodies still being joined together after their heated passion.

“I don’t want to leave you,” Chase rasped, “even if it’s only for two weeks.”

Not wanting to burst the bubble of sensual gratification she was floating in, she kept her eyes shut as she said, “I’m going to miss you.”

“I love you,” Chase whispered, his voice smoky with passion.

Krista’s eyes flew open. Of course, she knew that she still loved him, and she’d had a good idea that he still loved her, but this was the first time she’d heard those three words leave his lips in ten years. She’d stopped herself from saying it over a hundred times this past week. She wasn’t sure if it had been pride or fear stopping her from telling him how she felt.

Her heart clenched in her chest. A part of her had been so scared, so terrified that she’d never hear him say those words to her again. Tears pooled in her eyes as she took in a shuddering breath.

Concern flashed in his light brown eyes. “Baby, I’m sorry. If it’s too soon—”

Shaking her head from side to side, she said, “Say it again.” Her voice quivered as she made her request.

Understanding replaced concern in his gorgeous gaze. “I love you. I’ve never stopped loving you. You’re the only girl I’ve ever loved. You’re it for me. I love you.”

Overwhelmed with happiness and love, she felt a smile spread across her face as tears fell one after the other down her cheeks. There was a catch in her breath as she uttered the words she’d pushed down, tried to deny, and held in for a decade. “I love you, too.”





Chapter Twenty-Two





A loud knock on Krista’s door startled her. She jumped at the noise and almost slipped right off the chair she was sitting on at her vanity table. Taking a deep breath, she righted herself and pulled the strings to her blue terrycloth robe that had fallen open during her fumble.

“Come in!” she yelled after looking down to make sure she was appropriately covered and didn’t look like she was auditioning for Girls Gone Wild.

“Hey, sweetie pie.” Her mom stepped into her bedroom and held out her hand. “Were these the ones you were talking about?” Krista looked at the gorgeous diamond pendant and earrings that were lying in her mom’s palm.

“Yes!” Krista clapped her hands together. “Thank you so much, Mom!”

“Of course. I was surprised that you asked for them. When you girls were kids, Haley was always the one trying on my jewelry.” Krista’s mom placed the diamond studs in Krista’s hand. Then she pulled Krista’s hair back and placed the necklace around her neck, fastening it in the back.

“It’s perfect!” Krista’s fingertips grazed the teardrop diamond as she stared at her reflection in the mirror.

Haley might have been the one who’d always tried on all their mom’s jewelry, but Krista had always loved this particular diamond necklace and earrings set. Since she was a little girl, she’d been drawn to them. Every time she and her sister would play and she would put them on, she’d felt like they’d magically transformed her into a princess.