I Stand Before You (Judge Me Not #2)(73)

“Oh, baby girl, I plan on doing plenty to you tonight.” He raises himself to his elbows and pushes his arousal into me. We both moan.

“Fuck,” Chase groans and sits up.

My shorts and panties get tugged the rest of the way down until they gather at one ankle. I spread for my boy and he watches. I kick the fabric at my foot away, until I am finally nude before Chase Gartner.

Chase makes short work of his basketball shorts, then kneels between my legs. My eyes travel over his body as his travel over mine. I think we’re both in awe. At least, I am. Chase with no clothes on is something to behold. He’s hard and lean, all pure muscle.

And his cock…well…

The part of Chase that makes him all-male—very male—is glorious. He’s long and thick, and I just want to just touch him, worship him, and feel him inside of me. I reach down and grasp his length, stroking velvety skin over steel-hard male.

Chase pumps into my hand and places a hand on my knee. “Let me see you, baby,” he asks as he spreads my legs wider.

He stays on his knees as I continue to stroke his length. His fingers gently touch my folds, opening me with his movements as he glides back and forth, spreading my slick wetness everywhere.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs as he watches what he’s doing to me. “You’re beautiful opened up like this, Kay.”

His oh-so-talented fingers swirl at my entrance. He draws lazy circles around my clit that set me aflame. What’s already slick and wet gets slicker, wetter. His fingers make another pass at my slit and dip inside. I’ve mostly just been breathing hard, but now a moan escapes me.

“Is this okay?” he asks, pumping slowly, f*cking me gently with his long fingers.

“Uh-huh,” I groan.

It is good, so good, amazing. It’s been so long, and even before it’s never been quite like this. Chase certainly knows what he’s doing. When his slow pace becomes too tortuous, though, I urge him with my hips to move faster. He complies, finger-f*cking me hard, until I cry out and buck up against him awkwardly.

“Easy, sweet girl, easy,” he murmurs.

Chase continues to work me as he settles on one elbow beside my head. His dick is still in my hand, but I’m slacking. It’s just too hard to concentrate with what he’s doing to me.

“I’m sorry,” I say, my breaths ragged and shaky.

I feel like I’m so out of practice that I’m disappointing the man I love and wish nothing more than to please.

“Trust me, what you’re doing feels great,” he whispers, kissing the shell of my ear. “Just let me take care of you first. Let me make you feel good, baby.”

I tell him he’s already making me feel pretty amazing. He chuckles and moves my hand away from his dick. Then, he kisses me. With our mouths moving together, his fingers do incredible things that leave me moaning and panting.

Everything I heard that day in the library is true—Chase Gartner gives crazy-good sex. He makes me feel like I’ve never felt before. It’s like my pleasure is his sole focus in the world. Maybe it is. It sure seems so as my head spins and my body succumbs to waves of Chase-induced ecstasy.

I have no time to recover. Chase sits up and his fingers leave my body. He gets back in the position he was in earlier, kneeling between my legs. Kissing down my chest, he takes one nipple in his mouth. He sucks and licks, covering my peak in hot wetness. He moves to the other side and does the same. My nipples are wet with his saliva, and my hips rock of their own volition, wanting more.

I rock and rock, but Chase stills my movements with his hands. He smiles one of his heart-stopping smiles, then kisses down my body, over my stomach, and over one hip. He stops and nips at the bone, then moves lower still.

I think I know what’s coming, so I grasp at the sheets. When I feel his mouth where my need lies deep and ready for more, I look down so I can watch this beautiful man give me pleasure.

I smile as our eyes meet. Chase runs his tongue along my inner thigh mischievously.

“Sweet girl, let’s see how sweet you really are.” His words heat my cheeks. “Are you going to watch me make you come again?”

Rubbing the light stubble on his cheek gently against my leg, he glances up. I do want to watch, so I nod my head.

His wide shoulders shift and his muscles bunch as he cups my ass and lifts me up to his mouth. When his tongue touches me, my head falls back. So much for watching, I can barely think now. Chase licks and sucks and does things with his tongue that send me over the edge in no time. I scream out his name, but he gives me no reprieve. He continues his dizzying assault with his mouth until another climax builds and builds. But before he allows it to crescendo, he rises back to his knees and places his cock right at my entrance.

I push, too caught up in the moment to care about “perfect” any longer. The tip goes in a little, but Chase pulls back. He strokes himself and whispers for me to watch. “Want to get off together, baby?” he asks in a sex-raspy voice.

I’m so worked up I almost come again just hearing his words. I nod vigorously, up for whatever he has planned.

Chase rounds the tip of his cock at my entrance, teasing and taunting, stretching me open with his girth. I move with my crazy-good sex man until he almost slips in. He leans back and handles his length, stroking up and down a few times while I watch. His hand passes over the engorged head, and then he places the underside up against me. Chase holds himself there—still, unmoving—his eyes never leaving mine. “Don’t move, baby. Don’t move yet, okay?”