Chapter 20
Chance has his face buried under my dress. It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. Just the sight alone could send me over the edge. The hammock moves, adding to the intensity of his tongue. His hands rub up and down my legs and it’s a slow torture.
When his fingers dip inside me, I almost come. He strokes my G Spot and the heat starts building. The friction is so intense and I can’t catch my breath.
“Chance,” I pull him harder against me. The need to come is overwhelming. No one has gotten me this close this fast.
His fingers pick up speed and he bites my clit. There’s no warning. I come hard. I scream and thrash against the hammock and he holds me in place with his strong hands. I’m soaked and ready to go again.
Chance looks up at me, his face glistening and his emerald eyes all innocent like nothing happened. He’s everything. I laugh, all my nervous energy gone. If this goes anywhere, it will be an adventure with him.
“Come here,” I scoot over on the hammock. When he stands up, I admire his white pants for the hundredth time tonight. They’re the sexiest thing I have ever seen. “You need to wear those pants every day.”
“I’d like to not be wearing these pants right now.” He unties the waist and I bite my lip. He looks around, then back at me. “Want to go to my room instead?”
“There’s no time. Get down here.” I smile as he tries to balance and crawl on top of me. This is actually happening.
His lips nip at mine. He’s so playful. It’s not at all what I expected from him. I imagined fast and powerful, full of lust, dominant and impersonal. This Chance is loving, fun and emotional. He pulls a condom from his pocket and holds it up to me.
“Wow, we were pretty confident this was going to happen, weren’t we?” I take the condom from him and rip the top of the package open.
“Look at me, Princess. Do you think you could actually say no to all this?” He waves his hand down his body and smirks at me. “Besides, I’m no fool. If you ever gave me the chance, I needed to be prepared.”
I run my hand down his abs and feel them jump at my touch. I slip my fingers past the waistband of these sexier than sin pants. The tip of his cock is dripping. I lower his pants down just a few inches. He’s a god. That deep V makes me want to lick down each side and explore every inch of him with my mouth.
I grip him and his hand comes around mine, setting the pace as I stroke him. Watching his eyes hood is such a turn on. I become wetter knowing what’s to come. He takes the condom from me and covers himself.
The hammock shifts and he grips it and laughs. “This is going to be fucking impossible.”
I can’t help but giggle. “This is going to be fucking amazing. Stop stalling.”
He growls as he pushes inside me. In an instant, it goes from fun and playful to intense and serious. His body moves with dominance and agility. Each stroke hits me in just the right spot. His eyes are locked on mine. I feel overcome with emotion. I’ve waited for this moment for so long and now that it’s happening, it’s so much more than I could have imagined.
“You’re so beautiful.” He puts his forehead on mine, his breathing rapid and his body driving mine to the point of no return.
“So are you,” I pant.
He shifts his body so his strokes are deeper. My toes curl. He fills me completely and it’s the most amazing feeling in the world. I claw at his shoulders as my orgasm starts building.
“You like that,” he smirks down at me. “Oh, you really like that.”
I want to scream. The pleasure is so intense. Just as I think I’m going to come, the pressure builds even more. I can hear myself getting wetter and wetter. The sound is such a turn on. Our bodies slap together in perfect rhythm. It’s never been like this with anyone.
He presses his thumb against my clit as he continues his unceasing pursuit of my pleasure. I shatter. I hold onto the hammock like it’s a lifeline. My eyes roll back and my back arches. His arms go around me and he holds me close, still worshipping my body as my orgasm spasms around him. I can feel the warmth of my climax drip from my body.
“Oh, baby.” Chance groans against my ear. “This feels so good.”
I lean back and lock eyes with him. “I want you to come. I want to watch your face when you lose yourself.”
I move my hips faster and his forehead wrinkles in concentration. He’s trying to hold on but I want to feel him explode. I squeeze him and tighten my ankles at his back.
“Oh, fuck,” He closes his eyes as his orgasm is ripped from his body. His eyes darken and his jaw tightens. The look of ecstasy on his face is better than anything I could have ever imagined. His body spasms, emptying every last bit of pleasure.
He kisses me. It’s passionate and needy. His tongue is greedy and it makes me want to run back to the room and do this all over again.
He runs his fingers over my face and takes a deep breath. “I could get used to that.”
“I was thinking maybe we could go back to your room.”
“Whatever for, Princess?” He smiles a genuine smile and I melt.
“We could just sleep if you want to,” I tease.
“We are never just sleeping again. Now that I know how incredible this is, I’m never letting you rest. And that starts in about twenty minutes.”
He fixes his pants and helps me out of the hammock. He pulls me into a hug and his body is trembling. I hug him tighter. Just like that, he’s my world. I don’t know when the shift happened but I’m so thankful it did. He sighs into my neck and holds me so tightly, it’s hard to breathe.
I pull away slowly and put my hand on his chest. Looking up at him, I smile. “Are you all right? You’re shaking.”
He nods his head and lies back down in the hammock. When he reaches for me, I don’t hesitate. I curl up next to him and rest my head on his chest. I can hear his even heartbeat. His skin is warm and I run my hand in circles over his stomach.
“You’ve wrecked me, King. I’m never going to be the same.” He gently pulls my head to his and kisses me softly on the lips. There’s no hunger in this kiss. It’s pure adoration and my heart swells. He’s wrecked me, too. I’m just not ready to tell him that.