Wilde Chase (5 page)

“What were you
expecting?
 
Cinder blocks and furniture
made out of empty beer cans? Black leather couches and a chrome coffee table?”

 
“Well, maybe a little of
both, yeah.
But this feels like a real home. I like it.” She gestured
around them to the butter-yellow walls that caught the last of the evening sun.
“Lots of wood furniture and light fabrics.
Did your
mom help you decorate?” She was teasing him, but he didn’t mind.

“It was my
grandparents’ place, and no, I picked out the furniture myself, thank you. When
my Gran passed on, my parents offered to sell it to me because they knew I’d
need a house with a yard for Chase. That’s pretty hard to find without going
all the way to the suburbs. I’ve been renovating the place when I have time, but
I don’t want to change too much. There are too many memories here.”

“The yard’s
beautiful. I really miss having green space.”

“Did I mention
there’s a swing out back? Come on, we’ll go out and enjoy the evening. At least
until the
mosquitoes
drive us back indoors.”

“Sounds
good to me.”

“Chase,
you too.
Backyard time,
buddy.”
 
Chase was on his feet in
a second, bounding to the backdoor with his tail wagging madly.

Outside, the night
air had gotten thick and heavy, but the smells of the overheated city were
drowned out by the scent of his grandmother’s beloved roses. Thunder rumbled
off in the distance as he led Kelly outside. The yard, like the rest of the
house, wasn’t very big, so it was a very short walk to where an old-fashioned,
porch-style swing was set up under a trellis covered with climbing roses. “I
come out here when I need to unwind.”

“Very
nice.”
Kelly sat down and he settled in beside
her. He was pleased when she curled her bare feet beneath her and scooted in
close enough their bodies were touching and her head could rest on his
shoulder. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders, drawing her in close enough
that her perfume tickled his nose. It was something light and just a little bit
spicy. He liked it. Hell, he liked everything about her.

“You’re welcome to
come out here and borrow my green space any time you like. I take it you used
to have a garden?”

“My parents’ place
had a big yard, lots of room to run around. Mom was always trying to grow
flowers or vegetables and my sister and I were always trampling them. I’d
forgotten how nice it is to have a bit of nature to come home too.”

 
“Not a lot of that available in a high-rise.”

“Nope.
And I don’t have time to garden even if I did. How do you keep up
with all of these plants?”

“One of the
neighbors helps me out. She takes care of the roses for me and I help out by
mowing her lawn and shoveling snow come winter. She’s a widow and doesn’t have
any kids in town to help her out with things like that.”

“Your mother
really did raise you right, didn’t she,” Kelly murmured and snuggled in closer
as another peal of thunder
sounded,
this one
significantly closer.

“She did her best.
Some of us paid more attention to her lessons than others.”
 
He threaded his fingers through the silken
warmth of her hair, toying with the curls that fit perfectly around his index
finger.

“I hope that storm
breaks soon. It would be nice to have a break from this heat.”

“We can go back
inside if you like. Just say the word,” Ben said, though he was reluctant to
move from where they were. Having her curled up beside him felt perfectly
right, as if she was meant to be there.

Chase was
snuffling around the yard, making sure everything was as it should be, and the
world felt like it was at peace.

“Not just yet,”
Kelly said and slipped an arm around his waist. “I like it here.”

“I like having you
here,” he found himself saying as his lips found hers. Kissing her was becoming
an addiction, one he wasn’t planning on breaking anytime soon. Tag had been
right about one thing. Kelly brought out his possessive streak with a
vengeance. Every touch, every kiss they shared made it harder for him to deny
what was happening. He wanted her, yes. But it was more than that. He wanted to
wrap her in his arms and tell the world she belonged to him, and no one else.

His tongue traced
the seam of her lips and she parted them with a tiny sigh that had his cock
surging to painful hardness within seconds. He wanted to hear her sigh like
that again, preferably as he sank into the sweet heat of her pussy. He fisted
her hair more firmly, holding her head as he plundered her mouth. His tongue
danced in and out, giving her a taste of the thorough fucking he’d be giving
her later.
If she agreed to stay.
Fuck that. She was
staying. She had to, because if he didn’t get to fuck her tonight, Ben wasn’t
sure he’d ever forgive himself for screwing this up.

Chapter Four

Kelly was so lost
in Ben’s kisses she didn’t even feel the first raindrops. It wasn’t until the
thunder cracked over their heads and the skies opened into a deluge that they finally
noticed the weather had changed. Instead of getting up and running for the
house, Ben pulled her into his lap so that she was straddling his thighs, and
kept kissing her.

Rain streamed down
her face, plastering her dress to her skin, and still he kept kissing her. The
storm didn’t douse her passion at all. Instead it made her feel alive and
vibrant. Her skin felt so hot she was surprised the rainwater didn’t turn to
steam. Ben’s hands reached between them to cup her breasts through the thin
fabric of her dress, and she moaned into his mouth as his thumbs flicked over
the hardening nubs of her nipples.

She rolled her
hips, her pussy grinding along the hard ridge of his cock, and he shuddered in
response. He arched his hips up, increasing the friction between them. Every time
he stroked her breasts, she rolled her hips, and soon they were dancing back
and forth on the jagged edge of control.
Neither of them
wanting to stop, neither of them wanting to be the first to break.

In the end it was
Ben who took control. He released her breasts, ignoring her moans of protest as
he wrapped his arms around her and stood, taking her with him. She twined her legs
around his hips and clung to the wide expanse of his shoulders as he strode
back into the house. The rain was still falling, drenching them both to the
skin. She didn’t care.

All Kelly could
feel was the fire raging through her veins and the way her clit throbbed with
every step.

Chase was already
waiting for them by the back door, following them inside once Ben managed to
open it without letting go of Kelly. They made it through the small kitchen and
all the way to the bottom of the stairs before he stopped to kiss her again,
her back pressed to the wainscoting and his hands curving under her ass to hold
her in place. She could feel the length of his cock straining against the
confines of his pants and imagined how good it would be to have him inside her.
She squirmed at the thought, sending a bolt of pleasure slamming through her.

Ben broke off the
kiss, moving his mouth away just enough to speak. “I want to take you upstairs
now. And if you say yes, I’m going to take you to bed and keep you there all
night. Tell me you want this too, baby.”

“Yes,” she
whispered without hesitation. She wanted this. She needed this.
Needed Ben.
Oh God, she needed him.

“Thank you, God,”
he groaned and kissed her again, grinding
himself
against her body until they were both shaking with need.

“Take me upstairs,
caveman,” she teased him and he growled
,
the noise
nearly lost in another clap of thunder.

“That’s not going
to be my nickname, is it?” he asked as he moved her away from the wall and started
carrying her up the stairs.

“You’d prefer
Benji?”

“No.
God, no.
My mother calls me Benji!”

“Then
caveman
it is,” she giggled and stuck
out her tongue.

Ben’s only
response was to kiss her again before jogging up the stairs, taking them two at
a time in his rush to get her to his room. She was moving too fast to see more
than a glimpse of narrow hall, closed doors, and a dark hardwood floor as she
found herself whisked down the corridor and into the room at the far end. In
here everything was done in shades of grey and blue, and she knew without a
doubt they were in Ben’s bedroom.

A four-poster bed
took up most of the space in the room, its dark stained wood an exact match to
the dresser and side tables that were crammed in around it. He carried her to
the bed and set her down so she was perched on the edge. “You’re soaking wet
and so am I. Do you want a hot shower first to warm up?”

Kelly shook her
head and stood up so that she was standing right in front of him. Very
deliberately she reached up and began unbuttoning his shirt, letting her
fingers stroke each bit of skin as she bared it. “I think we should get out of
these wet clothes.”

“Brilliant
idea.”

She finished with
his shirt and he had it off in seconds, revealing a broad chest with the
perfect amount of dark hair dusted across it. He somehow looked even bigger
with his shirt off, and Kelly splayed her hands across his muscular torso,
measuring the distance for herself. His skin was hot under her palms and when
she stroked her fingers through the crisp curls of his chest hair she could
have sworn the temperature jumped a few degrees.

He found the hem
of her skirt, raising it up an inch at a time, as his fingertips drew patterns
of desire up the sides of her thighs. When he touched the lace of her panties
he paused, kissing her deeply as she continued to explore his bared flesh. Her
fingers reached the clasp on his pants and she undid it in a rush, the bulge
behind his fly tempting her to hurry.

He was big, that
much she could tell already. When she slipped her hand behind the warm silk of
his boxer-briefs, he groaned into her mouth as she wrapped her fingers around
his thick shaft. Ben bucked his hips lightly, pushing his cock into her hand.
His eagerness was a match for hers, and Kelly wasn’t surprised when he whisked
her dress over her head in one quick move, forcing her to release him, however
briefly.

His hands moved to
her bra as she grasped his cock with one hand and eased his pants over his hips
with the other. She wanted him naked.
Now.

“You are fucking
breathtaking, baby. I’m so happy you’re here with me,” he whispered into her
ear as he helped her shrug out of her bra. The moment her breasts were free he
gathered them in his hands and stroked every sensitive inch.

His touch was
making her pussy wet and her nerves sing. She swept the pad of her thumb over
the tip of his cock, spreading the lubricating drops of precum she found there
so that the entire head was moist and slick. His dick jumped in her hand in
response, and his calloused fingers pinched her nipples just sharply enough to
make her moan.

Another kiss
nearly melted her panties and she could feel they were soaked with more than
rainwater now. He had her on the verge of going up in flames with just a few
deft touches and some incredible kisses.

He let go of her
just long enough to toe off his shoes and shed his pants. She watched him strip
in fascination, shivering just a little in the cool air of the air-conditioned
space. He was bigger than even her most daring fantasies.
Powerful
shoulders, strong biceps, and ridged abs.
He was one very well put
together package. Her gaze drifted to his cock and she couldn’t help but smile.
She’d been right, he was big. “You’re not the only one who is happy right now,”
she said.

“Glad
to hear it, baby.”
 
He reached for her and then cursed as they
both heard the sound of nails on hardwood. “Not tonight, buddy. Tonight the
bedroom is humans only.” Ben turned around and shooed Chase out, giving Kelly a
chance to ogle his ass. She was still enjoying the view when he turned around
to face her and caught her staring. Instead of commenting, he just grinned and
crossed back over to where she stood, completely unconcerned by his nudity.

“One of us is
still wearing clothes,” he pointed out, sliding his fingers beneath the lace
sides of her panties and moved them over her hips. He dropped to his knees as
he pushed them down her calves, pressing a kiss to her navel before letting his
tongue swipe several slow, lazy circles around her belly button. When he
finally got her panties to her ankles, she stepped out of them, letting him see
her for the first time.

She fought the
urge to cover herself with her hands when his gaze traveled the length of her
body and back again. She knew her body wasn’t perfect, but the way he was
looking at her helped to banish the last concerns from her mind. He was staring
at her as if she was the most beautiful woman in creation, and it melted
Kelly’s heart. Without a word she stroked her fingers into his wet hair and bowed
over him to press a kiss to the top of his head.