Unbound (Forbidden Bond Book 1)(48)
"Sure thing, I won't leave her alone. See you tomorrow." Inside the condo, Chase loved the way Dani's scent lingered everywhere, just as it should.
In his room he stripped to his boxers and went to his closet for pajama pants. When he came back into his room, Lovely was standing there glaring at him. Damn it! She was always a beauty, but when she was angry the sparks in her eyes made her look like a goddess on the warpath. She wore ratty-looking boxer shorts and a Nirvana T-shirt. She was so damn sexy standing there with her fists on her hips and that little defiant chin in the air. His rod was swelling in his shorts already.
"Stop meddling in my business, Chase," she hissed.
"You are my business, Lovely. You just aren't ready to admit it yet."
"Did you tell Kayden about us just to hurt him? That was before I started dating him. Would you like Samantha or her father to know about us?" she threatened.
Okay. He could admit, if only to himself, that he'd been wrong for telling Kayden their personal business. But he'd been angry and damned jealous of Kayden's relationship with Danielle. He still was. He took a deep breath and her sweet aroma filled his lungs.
He could stand there and debate what he'd done to piss her off, or he could make good use of the hard-on she so often inspired. She was angry, but her eyes kept shooting to the tent in his shorts. He stepped closer and stared her down. They needed each other; more than that, they wanted each other. She took a step backward, but it was too late. He'd already seen the flash of heat in her eyes. That was all the encouragement he needed.
Chase wrapped a fist around the hair at the base of her skull and crushed her mouth with his. She resisted for a moment but he kept up his oral assault. The smell of her, the taste of her skin, made him harder than he'd ever been. Now that he knew how they could be together, he wanted her constantly. Her body called to every part of his and he meant to have her, now. Her back hit the wall, and he wedged a thigh between her legs. He nipped her lower lip and she gasped.
"Let me in, Lovely. I want to taste that sweet tongue."
She was panting and no longer trying to get away. Her mouth opened to accept him and Chase slid inside gratefully. Relief spread through his chest. They belonged together, and her body knew what her mind wanted to reject. He lifted her higher and pinned her to the wall with his hips. He pulled her shirt up over her head and he gloried in the sight of her lush, rose-tipped breasts. He laved one full breast first, circling the nipple with his tongue and then nipping at the tender underside, before moving to the other breast. Dani writhed and moaned so sweetly for him. He kissed her swollen lips, pinching her nipples and grinding his stiff rod into her softness.
"Tell me you want this, Lovely," he demanded. He needed her to say the words. She had to admit that she needed him too.
She blinked a few times. Her mouth opened and shut, but nothing came out. Chase's insides twisted. He kissed a path up her jaw to her ear, giving her a moment to make a decision. He wanted her, but he wouldn't let her pretend this was all his doing. Was he seducing her? Hell yes he was, but she was a willing participant and she needed to admit it to herself. The only way he could see to break down the wall she'd built between them was to show her that she hated their separation as much as he did.
Chase's voice sounded too husky to his own ears when he spoke. "You're so beautiful, Danielle. I want you and I know you want me too," he whispered into her ear. He kissed her softly. He thrust his hips against her again and she panted. "Let me love you."
She nodded her head and wrapped her arms tighter around his neck. Chase smiled. "Thank God!" he shouted. Dani laughed and for the first time she took the lead, nipping his lower lip before kissing him deeply. His tongue danced with hers. Her silky skin against his palm tantalized. He slid his hands down her thighs to push down her panties. His raging lust wanted him to take her right there against the wall, but his mind wanted to savor every inch of her luscious body. This time he wanted the taste of her heat coating his tongue and drenching his face.
Chase turned and crossed the room in several long strides. He laid her out on the bed like a feast, and he was starving for her. When he had her beneath him, he took his time exploring her mouth until she made little mewling sounds in her throat that made him crazy. He crawled farther down the bed, paying close attention to each breast until the tips were sensitive points. He kissed his way down her flat belly. She jerked when his tongue dipped into her navel and circled. Her hips jerked, seeking fulfillment when he breathed warm air over her wet mound. Chase nibbled her hip bone but bypassed her little patch of dark curls to nibble and lick the inside of her thigh, starting at her knee and slowly working his way all the way up to her slippery heat.
He slid his thumbs into her fold to open her to his view. He had to calm his breathing and grit his teeth. Her soft pink petals glistened with her desire. He needed to taste that desire. She shivered when he blew warm air over her mound. His first long lick had her squirming. Chase leisurely explored her with his tongue, delving deep and then retreating to tease her clit. His mouth roamed over the core of her need, sucking and lapping, not missing a single drop of her heat. She arched her back and moaned, lifting to meet him.
He suckled her clit and finally gave her what she needed when he thrust first one and then a second finger deep into her dripping channel. Chase brought her to a shattering climax but he held her hips tight, giving her no reprieve from his teasing until she boiled over into another release.
"Oh my God, Chase, I need you. I need to have all of you." She begged for him to possess her.
He didn't make her ask again. He wasn't gentle this time. He wanted her to experience the depth and breadth of his feelings for her. He kicked off his boxers and climbed up her body. He pressed the burning thickness of his manhood into her, deeper and deeper until she took all of him. She cried out his name and bucked against him.
"I'm going to make you shout my name, Lovely. I'm going to take what you already know is mine." He set up a ruthless pace, plundering her depths. She dug her nails into his back and pleaded. He wasn't sure what she was begging for, but he gave her all he had in long, hard strokes. He took her to the edge and let her teeter there, writhing, whimpering, while he teased her until the luscious agony gripped him by the throat and demanded its release. He let it take him and dragged her under into the violent climax his body demanded of them both. The sweetest thing he'd ever heard was his name on her lips when she did just as he'd promised she would. She screamed for him.
After their bout of loving, she'd insisted it would never happen again and scurried off to the guest room. That frustrated Chase. He'd thought he'd made some ground with Danielle, but she'd retreated as soon as the passion faded. He wished he could have convinced her to stay in his bed, but he had to take what he could get for now. He would work his way into her life in slow increments until she realized she couldn't be without him.
Chase decided to take advantage of his alone time with Danielle to show her another side of him. He got up super early and went out for groceries. To be safe, he directed security not to allow anyone other than Kayden to go to his penthouse while he was gone, and he checked in with the warrior who'd just come on shift in the lobby. He knew Danielle hadn't eaten dinner, so he hoped to entice her out of her room with the aroma of breakfast. Maybe after breakfast he could get her out for a little shopping.
When he arrived home, he turned on the radio in the kitchen and mixed the pancake batter from scratch. He used to cook with his mom all the time, but he never had the patience to cook just for himself. It was gratifying to cook for someone he loved. That must have been why his mother cooked for the family on a regular basis, instead of having the cook do every meal. He just hoped like hell Danielle would come out to eat.
The table was set, and the condo was filled with the smell of bacon and bananas. He was focused on making perfectly round pancakes, when Danielle walked up behind him. He turned with a plate full of his culinary creations and smacked into her, miraculously managing to avoid a spill. They both laughed and ended up standing there staring at each other. There was a new intimacy between them now that boded well for his chance of winning her over.
"What are you doing out here?" She checked out the spread appreciatively.
"Are you hungry? I didn't know what you liked, so I made a little of everything." Chase beamed back at her.
"I'm starving, and it smells so good." Her stomach growled in agreement.