Game (Gentry Boys, #3)(40)

He grinned. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” I wasn’t.

“You’re right,” Chase admitted. “I didn’t f*ck you in your sleep. But I did jack off on you. Sorry I couldn’t find any tissues to mop up the evidence. You will discover an unpleasantly sticky patch on your lower abdomen.”

“Well, that may be only slightly less horrifying.” I peeked under the sheets at my nearly naked body. I’d pulled on another pair of panties after Chase ripped off the last ones but other than that I wasn’t wearing a thing. Chase grabbed the edge of the sheet and got a good long look.

“You didn’t,” I said, relieved.

“No.” He smiled. “I do have some self control.” He leaned over and set the mug and plate on the floor before getting on top of me, straddling my hips with his powerful thighs. “And I’ve just about exhausted it.”

From the kitchen I heard Creed’s low, grumbling voice and Truly’s cheerful response. I tried to push Chase off me.

“Come on, we should get up.”

Chase didn’t budge. Instead he pulled his dick out of his underwear. “I am up, sweetheart. Now what are you going to do about it?” He ran his hands over my breasts and I felt my nipples hardening, my breathing quickening.

“Chase,” I said, and the word ended in a moan as he began pushing his thick arousal against me.

“That’s a girl.” He was now grinding lightly, his voice husky. “Fuck, you’re a goddess. With your hair and your sweet face you look like a goddamn pre-Raphaelite painting.”

I was having trouble thinking. I didn’t know what he was talking about anyway. “What’s that?”

Chase tugged on my panties. “Never mind right now. You just tell me what I want to hear and I’ll make you come. I want you to know how good it is first thing in the morning.” He pulled my panties the rest of the way down and got between my legs.

“Wait,” I whispered, more than ready for him, “we don’t have anything, remember?”

Chase fumbled in the sheets and triumphantly held up a small object. “Now we do.”

“What’d you do, go beg your brother for a condom?”

“Hell no. He was still snoring away and would have told me to f*ck off. I asked Truly.” Chase frowned at me as he tore open the condom wrapper. “You’re not doing what I told you to do, Steph.”

I was practically quivering as he eased himself inside my body. “Chase, I don’t know what you want to hear.”

Chase could go from laughter to full intensity in a heartbeat. He hovered over me and grabbed me behind the neck so that I had to meet his gaze. “Yes you do.” He pushed into me so hard I gasped and clutched his shoulders. “Say it.” He thrust again. “Say it, Stephanie.”

I knew Truly and Creed were just on the other side of the door in the kitchen so I spoke in a whisper.

“I want you, Chase.”

“That’s a start. Tell me why.”

“Because you’re all I think about since the first time you touched me.”

“Louder, sweetheart.”

“Because no one has ever made me feel like you do!”

Chase started pumping harder, faster. “And no one ever will.”

“No! I’m crazy about you.”

He wrapped me in his arms as our bodies strained against one another before we found the rhythm. We were in perfect sync and it was rough, hard, and incredible. I clamped my own hand over my mouth as I started to come, unable to stop my own noise. Chase took my hand away and kissed me. He waited until I’d quieted and then he groaned, our mouths still fastened together as he pushed and pulsed inside of me.

Chase kissed me once more, gently this time, and then rolled to his back, pulling me with him. He stroked my hair and exhaled deeply.

“Steph, you don’t even know, baby. You have absolutely bewitched me.”

I propped myself up on one elbow and looked at him. “You mean that?”

Chase touched my cheek. “Yes. Just like I meant it when I said I’d give you anything you want.”

I kissed his chest. “I just want you.” I felt a low rumble in my stomach. “And maybe some breakfast.”

Chase threw back the covers and jumped out of bed, yanking his boxers back up. “Come on. Before King Kong devours everything in sight.”

I blushed as Chase watched me throw on a t-shirt and shorts. I didn’t know how to get used to capering around naked in front of him.

He opened the door still only wearing his underwear. “After you, my lady.”

Truly was removing another cookie sheet full of cinnamon rolls from the oven. She was wearing a full-skirted apron and looked fabulous as always. She grinned brightly when she saw us together.

“Morning, sleepyhead,” she waved. “This boy’s been impatiently waiting on you for hours.”

Chase smiled charmingly. “And she was worth the wait.”

The sound of a piece of furniture being kicked startled us all. Creedence was sitting at the kitchen table. He was also glaring at Chase, who put his arm around me and glared back.

Creed shook his head and stared down into his coffee cup. I didn’t know what was going on between the brothers but had the uneasy feeling it had something to do with me.