Chapter 59-3

“Fine,” he said. “Let’s take it off.” Krislynn shuddered. His voice melted like smooth whiskey when he spoke and Krislynn was suddenly nervous to look at him. She knew that dark look in his eyes, but she wasn’t sure at that moment whether they were showing what his true feelings were or if they were simply reflecting what she secretly desired. Sitting up, Chase pulled his shirt over his head. With a simple flick of his hand, he tossed it aside and inched up to her so that she could feel his breath along her neck when he spoke. “Now yours,” he whispered. “It’s your turn now.” Krislynn could only gasp as he slipped his fingers beneath her shirt and slowly dragged it up. The entire time Chase kept his intensive gaze on hers, as if he was testing how far she’d let him go and how much he was allowed to do before she stopped him. Krislynn didn’t stop him, and when his fingers pulled the side of her shirt all the way up to reveal the bra she was wearing underneath, he lowered his head and kissed along the side of her body. Against her cold skin Chase kissed and licked, and the warmth from his mouth was enough to make her utter out soft whimpers and moans she hadn’t intended. When his hand reached behind her and unhooked her bra, he pulled back and pressed his lips to hers before he slipped his hands beneath her shirt. This time, when he pulled her clothes up, he took everything off and tossed that aside too. Krislynn shivered as she looked down at herself in embarrassment. Her breasts hung out in the open for him to look at, and he shamelessly looked before he rubbed his big, masculine hands over them. She shivered again as his hands trailed to her back and pulled her into his embrace. “Cold?” He murmured, his lips skimming along her collarbone. Krislynn draped her arms on top of his shoulders and around his neck. “No,” she said. Her lips caressed his jawline and she placed a kiss under his chin before she ran the tip of her tongue over his Adam’s apple. “I was right.” She blushed. “It feels warmer when I’m closer to you after all.” He smiled against her skin and when he pushed her down on the rug a moment after, Krislynn just let him. He tugged the rest of her lower garments off and knowing what he planned to do to her next made her so embarrass that she had to squeeze her eyes shut so they wouldn't be tempted to follow him. She let out a sharp shriek when he made contact. Her body arched and her fingers twisted the fur on the rug. Ripples of the feelings he was creating overwhelmed her, and she had to fight to keep herself from screaming his name into the room. When he finally pulled away, Krislynn’s cries didn’t completely cease. Her body withered on the rug and she was out of breath from panting. Chase stood up and chuckled before unbuttoning his pants. When they fell at his feet, he casually kicked them both aside without taking a glance at them. Krislynn’s eyes trailed down Chase’s muscular body, but when her gaze reached his lower body and she caught a glimpse of it – of him – she blushed and averted her gaze. She could feel all her blood pouring into her face and was glad that the only light in the room was the fireplace glistening beside them. He got down on his knees as she turned her head away. “Krislynn,” he murmured. “Y- yeah?” “Look at it.” “W- what?!” She stammered, only shifting her attention to his face. He gave her a cocky grin. “You know what I mean. I want you to look at it.” She thought about it, and maybe it was the smirk he was giving her, but she just couldn’t do it. “It’s embarrassing!!” “Seriously?” He grumbled. “You won’t even look at your man?” “Not that man,” she huffed. “I told you! I’ve only done it in the complete dark. It’s embarrassing this way!” Angry and mortified with the way things had turned out, Krislynn rolled over on her stomach to hide herself from him. He was acting so confident in what he was doing so there was no way he would understand how nervous she was to be naked in front of him, waiting for him like this. She scowled and buried her face in her hands as she heard him laughing. “But you’ve seen me naked,” he reminded her. “Yeah, but… it was different!” She argued. She had seen him completely naked the morning after their drunken fiasco before, but the difference was that the deed was already done last time; there was no use arguing over it. This time, it was different. It was like singing on stage in front of a million people; it was more nerve wrecking before the performance than after because you never know if you might screw up during the middle of it. “Besides,” she shouted, waving her hand at him. “It didn’t look like that last time.” Chase snickered while looking down at himself. “You’re more innocent than I thought you’d be,” he said. “Even though you’re not a virgin.” “Shut up!” She cried. “You stupid donkey!” “Oh come on.” Leaning in, he placed a trail of kisses on her shoulder blade. “You’re ruining the mood.” Her retort came back as a half whimper. “You’re the one that’s ruining the mood!” He laughed. “Okay fine. Let’s just say it’s my fault and get back to what we were doing huh?” Pouting still, Krislynn pushed herself back up into a sitting position. “Fine!” She shouted. “Fine,” he agreed. “But you better be ready! I have a lot of pent-up sexual energy so if you think I’m going to let you sleep tonight, you can forget it.”