Hope's Chance(76)

“Why do you always know what to say? You suck!”

“I suck because I say the right thing? You do realize that is a contradiction right?” He asked.

I laughed out loud. “Yeah, I know!”

Chance walked out into the bedroom. I knew he was getting dressed. He may be comfortable around me naked, but he didn’t generally walk around like that. He most always had on a pair of boxers. I enjoyed him either way, but I always feared my father would walk in on us being together in this house naked and it scared the shit out of me.

I walked back into his room behind him. I didn’t want to seem like a stalker but I loved to look at him. He was bent over, like that first day we met. He had slipped his boxers on around his ankles and started pulling them. I noticed all of the muscles in his back moving and for a second it was so perfect that I had to close my eyes. Looking at Chance, this way, made me want him. He was so tan and so perfectly sculpted. I pictured being in his arms and how he could carry me around like I was a bag of feathers. His strength was so sexy to me.

“Hope? Like something you see, cause you are literally staring a hole into my chest.” He joked.

I cleared my throat. A slight part of me seemed embarrassed, but that was only because I had been caught. “Actually, I like everything I see.” I bite my bottom lip. “The things I want to do to you right now are just sinful”. I managed to say with a straight face.

Chance shook his head and slid a pair of shorts over his boxers. “If you continue to watch me and talk like that, I am going to snatch your ass up and f*ck you all over again.” He threatened.

I licked my lips and then bit the bottom. “Mmm, what is stopping you?” I teased.

A shirtless Chance came walking towards me. He didn’t waste any time grabbing me by the waist and pulling me into his lips. He kissed me so hard that I thought I was going to lose consciousness.

I put my hands to his chest and pushed him down on the bed behind us. He watched as I removed my top and then my bottoms, before climbing on the bed over top of him. I licked his navel and placed small kisses all over those beautiful abs of his. He played with my hair as I drug my lips over his tanned skin.

I sat up and ran my hands over his stomach again, playing with his belly button, then finally making it to where the button on his shorts sat. As I worked on that button, I could feel his readiness pressing against my hand and I worked on pulling the shorts down.

It was ironic how I used to hate being intimate, and I loathed the idea of having other partners after I broke up with that dickhead Trevor, but Chance made that all go away. I loved him, maybe even from the first time our eyes met, as corny as that seems. Maybe his body pulled me in, but his demeanor and kind soul showed me what is was really like to love someone. Chance had been saving me since before he even really knew me. That meant more to me that anything. He was truly my best friend.



Chance

Hope wasn’t being very cautious with her father being right in the house across the yard. She had successfully gotten me back into bed. I had trouble saying no to her, especially more since I had been back home. Being away from her was pain strickening and I never wanted to do it again.

As she removed my shorts, I wondered if I should stop her, but as soon as her hand grabbed it and began stroking, I knew my mind had stopped working. Hope massaged my thighs with her hands and placed kisses on my stomach, which made me crazy. It was the little things she did to me that made me want her like there was no tomorrow.

When I couldn’t take it anymore, I grabbed her and pulled her body up to meet mine. Without an effort, I slid into her and she let out a small moan as it happened. I watched as my beautiful girlfriend sat straight up, placing her hands on my thighs behind her from support. It caused her chest to stick out further and as she moved, so did her breasts. I couldn’t help but reach up and run my fingers over her nipples.

“Oh Hope, you are so beautiful. I love you so much baby.” I whispered as she continued to move her hips against mine.

Hope smiled as I ran my hands down to her small waist and began guiding her even harder. I watched as the grinding became rapid, Hope threw her head back and let out a beautiful cry. “Chance…”

When I heard that, I couldn’t help but finish myself. Hearing her say my name turned me on. It was like a direct order sent straight to my penis. This time Hope collapsed her body on top of mine. We were both breathing heavy, when we heard my door open.

I grabbed Hope, who was still attached to me by her legs, and lifted her up sticking her in the shower, then turned on the water and jumped in myself. I hope that whoever was here did not hear the water turning on after they had already walked in.

As Hope stood there in the shower behind me, I heard two sets of voices. We were caught, I just knew it. All I could think of was that my life was officially over.

I heard my sister’s voice first. “Chance? How long are you going to be in there?”

I stuck my head out from behind the curtain, even though she clearly was not standing in the bathroom. Then I realized Hope’s clothes were thrown all over my bedroom. This couldn’t get worse.

“I just got in. What’s up?” I tried to sound calm.

“Mark and I need to talk to you. We will just wait in the living room until you finish.” She yelled.

I looked down at Hope who appeared as if she was going to be sick. “I love you.” I whispered in her ear.