Blurred Lines 1: CHASE
Chapter 84

~Sofia-

This wasn't the first time someone had anonymously sent me a photo of Chase with a woman. Search his name online, tons of those will smack you in the face. He's been around the block before 'us' I've accepted his past, and he's a changed man. But this is recent, very recent like a bun freshly pulled out from the oven. Whoever sent this wanted me to get burned, dropping the still steaming bun on my lap minutes after our engagement party. The bedroom door opened, a grinning Chase walked in.

"Where were we-" Seeing the look on my face, he dashed to my side within seconds, the bed dipping under his weight. "What's wrong?"

I gave him my phone. "Someone's trying to ruin my night. The words left a bitter taste on my tongue. Jealousy was something I hadn't felt in a long time Carlota was the last woman who did a number on my ego. Every day since we got together, Chase made me feel loved, cherished. Our daughter and I were the most important people in his life, he made sure I knew that.

He cursed under his breath, copying the sender's number on his phone. Depositing our mobiles on the nightstand, he grabbed me by the waist, holding me on his lap.

"Did it?" He tucked my wild hair behind my ears. Skimming my jaw, his fingers paused beneath my chin, forcing me to meet his questioning gaze.

"I'd lie if I said I'm not wondering who she is." Over the years, Chase and I built a rapport that my previous relationship didn't have. We talk - a lot in and out of bed. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on FindNovel.net. Visit FindNovel.net to read the complete chapters for free. And this was the first time we were talking about a girl.

The picture wasn't incriminating but definitely suggestive. Whoever took it had the girl's face hidden and captured Chase's surprised expression. His eyes were wide, lips slightly parted, and the crease on his forehead told me she was not some random girl. And that disrupted my perfect night.

"She's someone from the past," Chase murmured. His honesty halved the bricks that had piled up in my chest, allowing me to breathe. "Her name is Sammy."

I traced the open buttons of his dress shirt, gaze following my fingers. "You slept with her?" I know how st*pid that question is.

"Sofia," his tone hardened, rough fingers taking my wrist prisoner. "Look at me, baby. I f*cked around, meaningless f*cks, before you. But none of them mattered now. You and Elise own me, body and soul." Gripping my jaw, he placed a tender kiss on my lips. "My heart beats only for you, Sofia. I love you. Nothing and no one can change that. Not even you."

For a moment, I just gaped at him, wondering how on earth did I deserve this kind of adoration from him. The brewing desire and love in his sapphire pools, burning me from the inside out, hasn't changed since he confessed his love for me in my apartment in Boston.

"It didn't," I said. "That picture didn't ruin my night."

Satisfied with my answer, he exhaled, the tension on his shoulders dulling.

"Thank f*ck." His lips were on mine in the next breath, erasing the remnants of jealousy from scoring its way to my chest. His insistent tongue urged my mouth to part, inviting mine to a delicate dance of desire. He tasted warm and sweet, with a note of malt, coating my senses in need, slinking through my veins, heating me up from the inside.

G*da*n. This man knows how to make me forget anything just by kissing me.

Catching up with the urgency of his touch was like chasing the sun before it set. Elating. Exhilarating.

He deposited me in the bed, kneeling before my parted legs without breaking our kiss. Scaling my thighs with his rough hands, he pushed my night dress up, breaking our kiss to get me naked.

"F*ck, baby," he growled, pressing his knuckles on his lips, admiring my nudity.

I've intentionally forgone underwear for this very reaction from him.

He rose on his feet at the side of the bed, getting undressed in haste. Scooting to the edge, I continued where we left off earlier, going straight for his belt. Buttons hitting everything in the room made me glance up at

him. He ripped his dress shirt in the middle and tugged it off with his suit jacket. I giggled, receiving a glare from him.

"You had me worried for a minute there," he admitted, gripping my chin. "Now, put my c*ck in your mouth. S**k me nice before I f*ck you."

My soul f*cking sings at the dark promise in his eyes.

I licked my lips, pulling him out of his boxers. He kicked off his shoes and pants. Diving forward, I licked the head of his c*ck, moaning at the manly taste of his pre-c*m. He was rock hard, his staff jumping with each stroke of my tongue and pump of my hand. "Sofia.." he groaned, weaving his fingers through my hair.

Putting him out of his misery, I parted my lips and relaxed my muscles, taking him inch by inch until he touched the back of my throat. Slowly, I bobbed my head, drawing more of him as I worked at my pace. I sucked and licked. Chase's grip on my hair tightened, his c*ck thickening, choking me with each plunge. Moving my hands around him, I gripped his butt cheeks, urging him to f*ck my mouth the way he loved to do. He gazed down at me, eyelids heavy, lips parted as he heaved.

"You know what to do to make me stop," he groaned out, sounding more like a command rather than a question.

My watery eyes blinked in response. He cursed. I hollow my cheeks, relaxing my throat. Chase's hips reared back, pushing back in, so deep tears started leaking from the seam of my eyes. Over and over, he f*cked my mouth, creating a buzz of craving simmering in my core. The anticipation of feeling this same pounding on my p*ssy had me soaking the sheet where I was sitting.

He slid one hand down my chest, capturing one pebbled nipple, pinching it hard. His c*ck thrusting in and out of my mouth m*ffled my scream.

"Oh, f*ck!" Chase grunted.

He moved faster, slamming in my mouth with sharp thrusts, chasing his high. His mouth parted, eyes rolled back as he let out the se*iest groan. My body hummed while his hips jerked, filling my mouth with his release. His entire frame shivered, gripping my shoulder to steady himself, pulling in shuddered breaths.

"That mouth, baby," he chuckled, shaking his head, watching me swipe my fingers over my swollen lips. "Get on the bed. Let me remind you not to be jealous of anyone ever again."