Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 73(@200wpm)___ 59(@250wpm)___ 49(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 73(@200wpm)___ 59(@250wpm)___ 49(@300wpm)
With the seal of a kiss, Chase grips me tightly around the waist as he releases his seed inside of me. The soft rise and fall of our chests, desperate to catch my breath, there's just enough of a lull to remind us that we're fucking in the rain.
Chase and I glance up to the sky and burst into boisterous laughter.
"This is not what I had planned when I came back here this morning," Chase says with a smile.
"I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to take you for another ride," I tell him with a chaste kiss.
"We should go inside." His forehead leans against mine.
"We should," I agree and slowly rise off his deflating erection as the rain and wind pick up speed. The crack of thunder and flash of lightning sends us both scurrying into the house, and we race up the stairs to shower together.
After another round in the shower and one more in his bedroom, every inch of my sexually sated body aches. The soreness is becoming too much to ignore, and to my delightful surprise, Chase goes out of his way to run me a hot bath. As I sit and soak, I can hear him working outside now that the rain has stopped.
I have no idea where he came from, but a part of me is grateful my steering wheel shaking led me to stop at his body shop. After I get out of my soak, my muscles are perfectly relaxed, and he continues to surprise me with his care and consideration. There's dinner waiting, and the tree is no longer blocking the back door in the kitchen.
Where does he get the energy?
He moves like a machine, a machine that's now programmed to make me come all over him. There's no way I can talk shit now after these past few days together. I find myself not wanting to leave and wanting to prove I can be useful around here. So that's what I do.
Even though my phone shows signs of water damage, it has enough juice to let me take pictures around the home. Once I collect the information I need to give him a decent appraisal, I give my dad a call and have him come get me. As I wait for him to arrive, Chase comes inside just as I'm leaving him a note.
"So you were just going to dine, dick, and dash on me, Maddie?" The corner of his mouth turns up slightly, flashing me a shallow dimple in his cheek.
"I didn't know if you were out saving every damsel in distress, and I do have to get back to some semblance of normalcy. It doesn't matter how bad I want to stay in our little bubble out here."
He nods. "I get it. Your car isn't going to be ready for a few weeks. It's going to need some parts that I'll have to drive to the next town over and get."
"Honestly, Chase, you might have to hold off on that. The same way you asked me about this house … like you, I'm learning to let go. So, how about you give me an estimate when you get a chance? No rush. If it's cheaper to junk it or sell it for spare parts, then I'll do that. I know the interior is disgusting, and once it dries, flooded cars never quite smell the same. Let's just salvage what we can."
"I'll do whatever you want, Maddie."
"Is that so?" I ask, moving closer toward him and letting my hand hover close to his crotch.
Chase lifts his knee and puts his hands out to stop me. "Oh no, you don't. Didn't you say your dad is on his way? I'm not going to let you convince me to get caught with my pants around my ankles. He'll probably kill me when you come down with a cold because you wanted to ride me like a witch's broom in the rain."
"I loved that movie, too."
He chuckles and runs his fingers through his hair. "Because there's no place like home."
"Exactly, which is why I need to go to mine."
"I get it," he says. "I've been keeping you here, taking care of you so much that I forgot you'd have to leave."
"I can always come again and then come back."
"That mouth of yours is something dangerous, Maddie. Why don't you let me put something in it?"
"You mean besides your dick, right?"
I love the way his laugh engulfs me and sends warm feelings down my body.
He sighs, "Yes. I mean, let me take you out on a date. I know we did a few things out of order, but what do you say? Will you go out with me, Madison Monroe?"
"Well, when you use my entire name like that, how can I turn that down? When?"