Game (Gentry Boys, #3)(59)
“Yes,” I whispered. Slowly I began pulling the right sleeve of my dress down. I could slide the whole thing off with ease but I hesitated, feeling strangely nervous. I’d grown a thousand times more comfortable with my own body since the first time I’d had sex with Chase, when I wouldn’t even let him take my shirt off. Still, sometimes a wisp of that old reluctant fear crept in, no matter how much I knew Chase wanted me. I wouldn’t give those doubts a voice, not anymore. Boldly I pushed the dress over my breasts.
Chase leaned back on his elbows and watched me, his dick waiting at pointed attention. I wasn’t wearing panties or a bra beneath my dress so when it fell to the floor it was just me standing there. He didn’t say anything. When I crept closer he ran his hands all over my skin and pulled me down into a kiss. We fell back on the bed together and kissed deeply. Then Chase sat up a little, pulled my legs wide around his waist, and entered me. My soft sigh gave way to a moan as he started coaxing my body to move. There had been a few times before when we’d gotten too carried away and failed to use protection but Chase had always pulled out in time.
“Steph,” he moaned as I started moving harder. I was already climbing steadily to the ecstasy that only he could help me with. Chase wanted it faster. He tightly gripped my hips and made it happen. I came quickly and as I shuddered I wrapped my arms around him, trying to pull him as close as possible, as deep as possible.
“Don’t stop,” I begged, trembling with unrivaled bliss.
He groaned and kept going. “Fuck, I can’t hold it in, baby.”
Don’t hold it in! I don’t want you to hold it in. I want all of you.
Chase was at his breaking point. He flattened me on the bed and with a roar of furious passion he plunged deep and came inside of me.
We had gone too far. And I didn’t even care. Chase didn’t care. We kissed and stroked one another until he was ready for more and then I eagerly guided him inside my body because I loved him and wanted him and didn’t give a damn about what might happen tomorrow.
Hours passed and we were still ravenous, taking one chance after another and daring the fates to interfere. Finally Chase lugged me up to the pillows and covered both of us with the thick comforter. He let out the gentlest of blissful sighs and curled his naked body protectively around mine. I was so happy, happier than I’d ever been in my life. Yet just before I fell asleep I heard Truly’s warning in my head.
“Love each other, but be careful not to lose yourselves.”
Chase must have felt my tiny shiver of fear because he held me even tighter.
CHAPTER TWENTY
Chase
Al wasn’t at all surprised to hear from me and gladly accepted another round of action. I’d really meant to keep my own silent word and quit gambling but then I panicked. Steph and I were in our own world that night at the resort and it was fantastic beyond description. We were out of control and when I came inside of her again and again I had no coherent thought other than the fierce need to claim her for myself.
But the next morning she was worried and that rattled me. I had promised her I would always take care of her and somehow I would have to find a way to do just that. I didn’t have my brothers’ talents but I’d already learned there were more paths to choose from than the straightest.
Three days later she ran to me with breathless relief and said we were in the clear. By that time Al already owed me another pile of cash but as I held Steph and celebrated dodging a bullet I knew that had to be it. Stephanie knew nothing of this internal struggle and for that alone it had to be the last time.
I didn’t like the place Al had picked to meet. It was the parking lot of a bar and it would be pretty empty on a late Tuesday afternoon but it was also within sight of Cluck This. Even if Stephanie didn’t see me it was a little too close to home and I didn’t want to get caught engaging in a furtive parking lot transaction.
The building cast a long shadow and I waited beneath it, annoyed that Al was fifteen minutes late. Steph had texted a little while ago that she was heading to work after her last class of the day so she’d be showing up any time. Plus I could see Truly’s battered Ford Escape in the Cluck This parking lot. Yeah, this was definitely too close to home.
When Al pulled up I stayed in the building’s shadow and waited for him to come to me. He made a joke out of it, putting on a pair of sunglasses and a Yankee cap and humming the Mission: Impossible theme. Another time I would have been amused but this time I just wanted to collect my money and forget about it.
“You ashamed to be seen with me, Gentry? Hell, my feelings are hurt.”
I snorted. “I didn’t feel like standing in the sun. It’s too hot. But when did you grow a vagina and start racking up the emotional grievances?”
“Jessica from Group says I need to get in touch with my feminine side.”
I gagged. “I remember Jessica. Not being at all selective these days, huh?”
Al smiled and handed over my cash. “You know what they say about beggars.” He snapped his fingers. “Let’s go get something to eat. Your treat.”
“Can’t,” I lied. “I need to get to work in a little while.”
“Another time then,” Al said and I could tell from the way he looked at me that he knew I was full of shit. Then something behind me caught his eye. I turned around to see what he was staring at and it was a moment of worst case coincidence. Stephanie was standing on the sidewalk right behind us.