Blurred Lines 1: CHASE
Chapter 49

Sofia-

It shouldn't surprise me that Chase owned this property, but, it did. I guess having a billionaire lover needs a lot of getting used to.

"I stay at Ma's often, but I usually spend my weekends here," he said.

My legs were still trembling from the quickie we had under, the tree as he pulled Harley in front of a cabin. Yes... it happened, and I'm still craving more. Chase seemed to make a habit of testing my s****l boundaries. First, the rooftop, and now the open field under the moonlight. While he parked Harley in the garage at the side, I took in my surroundings, hoping to quash the memories of having him inside me.

It was a two-story cabin made of stones and wood. The glass windows provided a little sneak peek of the interior. It was nestled in the middle of nowhere. Everywhere I looked, trees dotted the perimeter.

Wandering a little further on the side, a lake mirrors the glittering sky above. The view was impressive, and I'm excited to see it in the morning.

"Do you like it?" I gasped as Chase embraced me from behind.

I patted his arms, leaning on his chest. "It's so beautiful out here."

"It is" he murmured against my neck, drawing me closer.

I closed my eyes, feeling him come alive on my lower back.

"Chase..." I moaned, rubbing myself on him like a feline.

I could still feel him inside me, yet I couldn't seem to get enough of him.

"What are you doing to me, Sofia?" He asked, filling his hands with my b****t. I shivered, my body responding to his touch. "I want you again."

I turned and ran my hand over his chest, meeting his heated gaze.

"You have me," I murmured, standing on tiptoes and crushing our mouths together. When I pulled away, he wore a look I couldn't put a finger on. "What?"

He shook his head and claimed my lips for a searing kiss. He pushed me backward until my back hit a rough and solid surface.

I instantly got lost in his kisses and touch, losing my sense of gravity and time. Somewhere along the process, Chase ripped my dress. The tearing sound sliced through the cacophony of our moans and heavy breath.

My back was in pain. He had me pinned against a tree. The irony of this position. I only imagined this early in the night; now, he was turning my erotic vision to life.

Chase's hands skated down my side, tracing my curves while he pressed his evident erection on my hip bone. He gripped my hips, circling around my waist, grabbing a healthy amount of my ass. Excitement overflowed from my chest, and I thought my heart would explode at any moment.

His touch backs up his words from before... of wanting me.

The way he raked his fingers across my scalp, kneaded my breast, and pinched my nipples. It felt so good I could hear my heartbeat thundering in my ears louder than my sharp intake and exhale of air.

No one has ever wanted me this way, only Chase. And honestly, I reciprocate with the same enthusiasm. The burn of his desire set my body aflame. He stroked my tongue with his, kissed my forehead, my cheeks, my jaw, my neck, and my entire body thrummed with carnal desire to be filled by his thick shaft straining through his jeans. I wanted him inside mè; it was enough to cease the rational side of my brain from working.

He hoisted me off the ground, his hands secured under my ass as he rubbed his bulge on the apex of my thighs. My underwear was no more. He ripped the offending material not long ago in the clearing. I looped my legs around his waist, urging him to give me more. God, I want more.

Minutes flew by, our breaths grew heavier, our touch became more demanding, and I couldn't take it anymore.

"Yes," I said, answering the question in my head. "I want it, Chase. I want you."

"Fucking hell!" he groaned.

Things moved at a quicker pace from then on. It only took a few seconds of fumbling around, and Chase had his bare tip on my weeping entrance. He met my gaze, a silent cue. With his hands secured beneath my ass, I had one hand on his shoulder. I reached between us and angled our bodies to a perfect aim, sliding down onto his massive c**k.

My mouth hung open, and our foreheads mashed together.

"Oh my god," I whimpered as I took more of him. How come he felt bigger than before? I think he might rip me in half. "Chase, wait..."

"Take me," he cooed, voice tight with control. "Take all of me, baby."

I nodded, whimpering a yes as I closed my eyes, sliding further onto him until he filled me to the hilt.

"So good," I cried, turning my face to the side.

"Damn right. Too fucking good," he murmured, one hand coming up to cup my face.

I shook my head, taking a deep breath. "Every time we're together, it feels like a dream, Chase," I said. "I've wanted you for a long time."

If my words bothered him, he didn't show it. I needed him to know how much I wanted this. I needed to be filled by him, fucked by him, and needed to release all the tension in my body. I needed him desperately; I couldn't see straight.

He drove into me, pushing my back against the tree, hard and fast and deep. Each thrust had me screaming so loudly.

Good thing we were alone. His groans sounded animalistic, almost bloodthirsty, and I felt it with each circle of his hips.

I gasped for air and licked his skin where I could reach him.

Each time I did this, Chase's grunts sounded louder and bolder. I opened my eyes, meeting his hooded ones. He slipped his thumb into my mouth; I sucked on it, licked, and bit.

Every muscle in my body felt his response. His thrust became wild, and my body tightened and tingled with ecstasy. I knew I wouldn't last much longer.

I grabbed onto his shoulder, spearing my fingers through his hair, gripping tight with each whimper of his name. Chase's hold on my ass was firm, each thrust determined to tear me apart. 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 had a serious look on his face, as if he was concentrating on making sure he had the best angle at fucking me. He rubbed the base of his c**k on my c**t, and he drove into me over and over, showing me how experienced he was and the power he had over me with each surge of his c**k.

I wanted him. F**k. I don't think I'd ever get enough of him.

I don't want him to stop. I don't want this feeling to end.

"Don't stop," I begged. "Please don't stop, Chase." I don't know what has gotten into me. I have never been this vocal with anyone, but goddammit it! I want him so f*****g badly.

"Yes, yes, just like that!"

I dropped my head onto his shoulder, sank my teeth into his flesh, and nails dug into his biceps. I tried to hold my release, but he reached a place where no one had ever touched me before each time he forced into me. The tip of his c**k kept poking at my cervix, teasing my g spot, sending me to the edge of exploding around him.

He pulled me even closer and used his hands to guide my hips in circling his cock. My walls tensed, my c**t throbbed, and I lost control.

"Oh, my god!"

Chase rasped and growled through clenched teeth, his orgasm prolonging my own. He fucked me passionately yet raw, like he wanted to break me tenderly. No one has ever taken me this way before. Like he was driven by instinct. An instinct to mark me and claim me as his own. When the violent quake of our bodies ended, Chase had fallen backward onto his ass, taking me down with him. I clung to him like a child, giggling as I buried my face in his chest.