Blurred Lines 1: CHASE
Chapter 135

~Chase~

My molars were grinding the moment I finally reached the second-floor landing.

I paused, calming my anger and willing my mind to push thoughts of Eros aside. The bastard knew what I had in mind. He took it upon himself to keep me from coming after Sofia.

After I told Derek to watch over Elise for a while - not that I had to remind any of our family and friends to do so, but I planned to keep Sofia to myself until dinner time - Eros called me over to Mom and Dad's table. He chose that moment to open a business proposal to Dad. And Dad, ever oblivious to Eros' devious plans of sabotaging my time with Sofia, welcomed the idea with eager enthusiasm.

I didn't pay any mind to Eros' plans. It's something about purchasing an investment company; he wanted Dad and me to be his business partners. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on FindNovel.net. Visit FindNovel.net to read the complete chapters for free. He could be bluffing or serious about it, but my mind was already fogged with ideas I could make my woman scream in pleasure.

Fuck! It had been a long time since I had a taste of Sofia. We made out, but I'd been careful about touching her. The look in her eyes earlier was my signal that she was fucking ready.

My heart was still drumming, but my need to satisfy my woman had overpowered my annoyance with Eros.

Willing my feet to move forward, I crossed the long hallway toward the room where we were staying. It was far enough to give us a sense of privacy.

I took in a heavy breath before twisting the knob and stepping inside.

Sofia slid her gaze from the balcony to the door; her smile was careful, as though she was f*****g nervous to be with me. I am, too, honestly.

"Hey," her smile faltered. She sat on the end of the bed, legs crossed, and, like my instruction, was still sporting that red bikini that hide nothing from my desire.

"You look nervous," I commented, staying right where I was.

Sofia squirmed in her seat, stabbing her teeth down her lower lip. "I thought you weren't coming, is all."

My brows arched. I would leave a board meeting for her. Does she still doubt my need to have her all the fucking time? I didn't know it was possible to need someone as much as I needed Sofia. She's like air, and I'm a man drowning.

I crossed my arms over my chest, securing my feet on the carpeted floor. "Did you change your mind?"

She tipped her chin up and met my heated gaze with her lust-filled one. "No."

My gaze dropped to her glorious body, taking in her long bare legs, the curve of her hips, and the swell of her breast. She still bears the evidence of Nikos' wicked act. The long bruise on her left leg and the bandage on her left shoulder. I pushed the dark thoughts that clouded my head and focused on what was in front of me. Her skin had been perfectly tanned from long hours under the sun, the scrap of red fabric she calls bikini barely covered her body. Her hair started growing back into her natural brown color, falling in damp waves over her shoulder. She bit her full lips, long lashes fluttering as she peered up in question, waiting for my next move.

Sofia watched my every step as I removed the distance between us, lip trembling with each foot I covered.

Standing before her, her dark azure eyes dropped on my crotch, lips parting. She clearly sees the evidence of what she's fucking doing to me. I was now sporting a full-blown hard-on, ready to come with a single wave of her hand. "Stand up, Sofia," I said, dropping my voice a few decibels.

She gulped down, rising on wobbly legs.

We stared at each other, our chest heaving. The anticipation and s****l tension between us ticked like a bomb, ready to explode. I removed the distance between us, pawing the back of her head and crushing our mouths together.

Sofia stood on the tips of her toes, throwing her arms around my neck, and angled her face to deepen our kiss. She parted her lips, tongue darting out, inviting mine on a messy dance for dominance. I scaled her creamy skin, dropping my hands on the swell of her a*s. I squeezed her perky globes, rubbing her against my stiff erection. "Chase..."

The soft moans she made, calling out my name as though it were a prayer, sent shivers straight to my c**k. I gripped her jaw, tipping her face up, trailing wet kisses down the columns of her neck. Her hands started to roam over my heated skin, mapping the rigid hills and slopes of my chest and abs, tracing the dip of my adonis belt before she cupped my dick; the warmth of her touch penetrated the thin fabric of my shorts.

I intended to take it slow. Though she asked me to f**k her, I wanted to savor this moment, but f**k me; I don't think I would last long with the way she was stroking me.

I pushed her backward, carefully laying her down on the bed, kneeling on top of her. I made quick work of removing her top. It had been easy since Sofia loved wearing string bikinis; I could do it with my eyes closed. I stared down at her b****t; her nipples hardened against the cool air. Cupping her peaks, I ran the pad of my thumb on each n****e before taking one into my mouth.

Her body arched forward, hands shooting at my hair, deliciously gripping my hair. I took my time savoring her perky tits until her nipples were hard enough to cut diamonds. I sank my teeth into one before releasing it with a pop, scaling her body with my lips. I kneeled on the floor, tugging her down onto the bed until her ass hung on the edge. Pushing her bottom aside, I growled at the view of her swollen lips, glistening with arousal, making my mouth water. Locking eyes with Sofia, her lips parted as I dive in, kissing her pussy like I would her lips.

"Fuck!" she whimpered, throwing her head back as I sucked her clit. I nipped and bit and swirled my tongue on her little bundle of nerves, never stopping even if she pushed my head away from her p***y.

"Fuck Chase!" she screamed when I screwed a finger inside her. She was so swollen I could barely push two fingers inside her.

She grew tighter as I f****d her with my fingers and toyed with her c**t.

'So fucking close.'

Altogether, I stopped all stimulation and chuckled when Sofia whined, glaring at me as I rose to my full height.

Removing my shorts and briefs, I beckoned Sofia with a tip of my chin. "Kneel, baby. Suck my cock."

Lust flared in her eyes as she quickly scrambled to position, bikini-clad ass bouncing as she did. She reached for my stiff cock, looking up at me demurely, tongue darting out to lick the pre-c*m oozing from the head. "Goddamn," I groaned. She parted her lips, wrapping my cock with her hot, wet mouth until the head bumped on the back of her throat. "Good girl."

I punctured my fingers through her hair, keeping her there for a moment before letting her slide back up. She started at a steady pace, swallowing my c**k greedily, licking and slurping until my body was buzzing with the need to come. Savoring her glorious mouth around me, I punctured my hips a few times before yanking her off me. Her misty eyes met mine as she wiped her mouth.

"Turn around, Baby. Stick that ass out for me," I commanded.

Her eyelids lowered as she scooted to position, looking over her shoulder with a heated gaze. She arched her back, offering herself to me. I swatted her a*s before carefully untying the strings of her bottoms. I growled, seeing the mess I made her ooze. Her arousal was leaking like a tap.

Lining up my cock at her entrance, I teased her a few times, circling her c**t and back to her opening, lubricating my c**k with her arousal.

"Chase," she moaned, chasing the movement of my cock, circling her hips. "Please..."

"You sound so sweet when you beg," I groaned, torturing the both of us. "You want to be f****d, Sofia?"

"Yes!" She jutted her ass further, and my chest heaved as the head of my cock slid inside her.

"Please, Chase, fuck m- Ah!" her words died on a scream when I thrust my hips forward, bottoming out. I kept myself buried inside her, enjoying her warmth wrapped around me.

Sofia took it upon herself and bobbed her a*s on my c**k. I groaned, watching her pussy swallow my cock greedily. Sofia's back arched, her grip on the sheets was vice I feared she'd rip it to shreds. Slapping her round ass, I gripped her hips and took control, taking a rapid pace that made Sofia scream. Every drag of my cock against her walls has me edging on the brink of explosion. She was so hot and wet and tight from lack of sex in the last few weeks.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I delivered continuous slaps on her ass; my handprint on her offended skin only had me further on a hair trigger.

She was getting tighter with every thrust and withdrew, and when I reached around her hips, seeking her clit, her pussy gripped my cock so well I saw stars dancing on the back of my eyelids. It took all my strength to f**k her through her o****m. Only when she dropped on the bed did I allow myself to release, keeping my hold on her hips until I emptied inside her.

Sofia fell flat on the bed when I let her go, my cum dripping down her pussy onto the mattress, a vision I quickly committed to memory on top of all the hot coupling we'd done.

I carefully turned her on her back, climbed on top of her, pushed her damp hair away from her face, and kissed her forehead, her nose, and her lips.

"I love you," she murmured against my mouth, raking her fingers through my hair.

"I love you, Sofia." I kissed her full on the mouth.

"I imagined we're in Croatia," she cajoled, giggling as I peppered her face with small kisses. "For our honeymoon."

"We can still go, you know." I lay beside her, running my knuckles on her cheeks.

"But that won't be a honeymoon," she pouted, turning on her side, facing me. "Then let's get married," I said, shrugging my shoulders.

Sofia's eyes narrowed to slits as she pinched my nipples. "I'm serious, Chase."

"Aw! So am I!" I plucked her hand from pinching my nipples. "Everyone is already here. We can get married if that's what you really want."

I knew she was deeply affected when we had to cancel our wedding. She put a lot of effort into planning every detail of her big day, from the food to the shoes and headdress she'd be wearing. But that's not the most important part of the wedding, in my opinion. I just want her to be my wife. Even though she was dressed in a sack of potatoes, I will still marry her and be the happiest man in the world.

"You're serious..." she gnawed her lip.

I took her left hand, her engagement ring catching the light. "I am. I can make that happen, Sofia. Just say the word."