Chasing Bad Boys 7_A Bad Boy Romance Series

by Kylie Parker

  Stephanie felt her heart sink a little at his words, and she had a feeling that she knew where the conversation was headed.

  “I’m sorry that I got you involved in this scandal,” he said sincerely. “I know that I should have been more careful, and I should have never taken you there in the first place. I know that I let you drink too much and that I had too much to drink as well. I should have been more careful, but if you hadn’t been there your career wouldn’t be on the line. That is a misjudgment that I will be careful not to make again.”

  Stephanie took in his words. She was largely pleased with his response. He was penitent, and professional, and it seemed that they were going to be able to resolve this very peacefully after all. She was slightly sad that there had not been an actual romance between them, but at least they could maintain their working relationship.

  “Thank you,” Stephanie breathed out, giving him a smile. “The apology means a lot to me.”

  “I’m not finished,” Chris said, looking into her eyes intensely, and Stephanie felt a shudder roll down her spine.

  “More than anything else,” he said softly, looking deeply into her eyes. “I’m sorry that I didn’t let you know more clearly that I have feelings for you.”

  Stephanie was shocked at his words, and her jaw dropped as they left his mouth.

  “At first, it was just attraction,” he explained. “That was simple enough. But I was trying to keep it clean, and keep it professional, and I knew that’s what you would want too. But when I saw you walking around my house, I couldn’t help but imagine you in my bed. And when you got drunk at my party, I couldn’t keep my hands off you.”

  Stephanie allowed the memories of those encounters to fill her mind, and she felt a soft surge of desire in her stomach.

  “That next morning, I knew there was something more with you,” he explained. “And that was why I wanted to ask you to go to the race. I knew you would be mad, but you stuck it out and went anyway. And then, later that night, you looked so inviting, and I couldn’t resist you. That was when I knew I was helpless. I actually cared about you.”

  Stephanie’s heart raced as he gave his confession.

  “And then when you said you were going on a date with my brother,” Chris shook his head. “I was livid. But not just from jealousy. I was afraid. I was afraid that I had blown if with you, and that I had lost my chance. And more than that, I knew it was all my fault, and that I only had myself to blame if I lost you.”

  Stephanie saw the genuine sadness in his eyes as he uttered those words. He gently took her hand in his, and she took in a soft gasp of air as he ran his thumb along her knuckles.

  “And now that you want to straighten things out…” he said, his voice seeming a little hesitant. “I have to tell you… I don’t want to have just a working relationship where we fool around or sneak off to have sex on occasion. I care about you, and I want you. You’re not just some woman to me Stephanie… I love you.”

  With that, he leaned down, and covered her lips in a deep, powerful kiss, and Stephanie felt her heart implode. She wrapped her arms around his neck and whimpered into his mouth, allowing the shock of his words fade into elation.

  “I love you,” Stephanie managed to utter the words through their lips. Chris pulled back and looked down into her eyes, his face beaming.

  “Let’s get out of here,” he whispered urgently.

  “But…” Stephanie looked around the office. “Don’t you…”

  “No,” he shook his head. “Whatever it is, the answer is no. I’m Senator Chris Skii, and I don’t have to do a damn thing.”

  Stephanie’s body shook at the authority in his words, and she whimpered yet again as he covered her mouth in a deep kiss.

  When he broke the kiss, he took Stephanie’s hand and fairly dragged her out of the room. They got several strange looks as he pulled her through the office and out to the parking garage. He immediately ushered her into his car, and Stephanie barely had time to buckle her seatbelt before he was tearing out of the space.

  Chris looked over at her, his eyes alight with sparkling happiness.

  “My place or yours?” he asked her, and Stephanie felt her stomach flip over with her anticipation.

  “Mine,” she said. “It’s closer.”

  Chris nodded and headed immediately down the street.

  Stephanie gave him some directions, but in short order, they were parked outside her apartment. They both got out of the car quickly, and Stephanie led the way across the lobby to the elevator, which was blessedly empty. No sooner had the doors slid closed than the two came together in a passionate embrace.

  Stephanie moaned as Chris boldly cupped her sex through her skirt and pressed her back against the wall of the elevator. His lips and teeth latched onto the curve of her neck, and she gasped at the raw, harsh sensation. She dug her fingernails into his shoulder and arched her back up into his touch.

  Soon, the elevator doors slid open, and they fairly flew apart from one another, though there was really no need, as nobody was there. The couple rushed urgently down the hall, and Stephanie slid the key into the lock of her door, then slammed it shut and bolted it behind her as they entered.

  Stephanie squealed as Chris suddenly picked her up, easily throwing her over his shoulder.

  “Bedroom,” he growled and headed through to the only other door in her small apartment.

  They arrived in the small room, and Chris threw her down on the bed. Stephanie giggled up at him, elated, and a smile passed across his face.

  “You’re beautiful,” he whispered, even as his hands wander up the insides of her thighs, bunching up her skirts.

  Stephanie’s breathing became shaky as he gathered up her panties in his fingers and dragged them down her legs, leaving her sex exposed to the cool air in her apartment. She felt a drip trail down to pool on the bed beneath her, and she watched Chris follow the drop with his eyes.

  Chris’s eyes trailed up her body to lock eyes with her, and she felt his hand undo the zipper of her skirt to drag that down her legs as well. She shrugged out of her blazer, and unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her black bra, and Chris’s eyes locked onto her cleavage. He lowered his mouth and licked a line along the globe of her breast, and Stephanie arched up into his mouth.

  Chris took the opportunity to slide his hands behind her back, to undo the hooks of her bra. He released the garment, and then easily discarded it, leaving Stephanie naked on the bed beneath him.

  Stephanie did her share of work as well, managing to push off his jacket and undo several buttons of his shirt before pulling it off over his head, revealing his magnificent torso to her.

  Chris looked down at her naked body, and a ravenous glint appeared in his eyes. In an instant, he had descended upon her. His mouth covered her breast, and Stephanie cried out as he sucked on her nipple. He did not linger there long, biting and sucking his way down her stomach.

  Finally, he made his way to her mound, and Stephanie bit her lip as he lingered there a while, running his lips and teeth over the sensitive skin. She was just about to beg for more when he dipped his head and wrapped his lips around her clitoris.

  Stephanie’s hips jerked up into his mouth, and Chris held them to keep them steady with one hand, while the other slid between her thighs and began to tease at her lips with his fingertips. His tongue fluttered over the swollen nub of her clit, and she shook at the incredible sensations.

  Stephanie’s eyes rolled back in her head, and she released a loud moan as he slid two fingers into her and began to pump them in and out of her. Stephanie tightly gripped the hair on the back of his head, pulling slightly, fighting the urge to press his face into her sex.

  It seemed, though, that he didn’t need her encouragement, and he picked up his pace, pumping her harder with his fingers and working her clit faster with his flickering tongue. Stephanie squirmed beneath him from the incredible pleasure, and she felt herself approaching orgasm.

  “Ah!�
�� Stephanie cried out as Chris began to curl his fingers within her, stimulating her g-spot. Stephanie continued to cry out and beg incoherently. She worried that he would deny her, but her orgasm drew closer and closer, and finally it crashed around her, and her body seemed to explode.

  She felt her inner muscles convulse over his fingers, and he kept them firmly seated within her, allowing her to ride out her orgasm. She felt her heart pounding, and she released a long breath as her body began to calm. Chris withdrew his fingers from her, and she shuddered as she watched him slide them between his lips to suck off her juices.

  He smiled devilishly at her and began to crawl up her body. He kissed her, and she moaned at the taste of his lips covered in her juices. She felt his erection on her thigh, and in spite of the pleasure she had just experienced, she felt her core ache deeply for him.

  “Are you up for another round?” Chris asked her, his voice rough and throaty.

  Stephanie, still incapable of forming a coherent string of words, merely nodded. She trailed her hand down the front of his body and through his mess of pubic hair, and lightly gripped his thick shaft. She heard him hiss as she slowly pumped him up and down. She could feel the precum that had gathered on his cock, and allowed it to lubricate his shaft as she pumped at him.

  Chris, meanwhile, moved to settle himself between her legs. He allowed her to manipulate him manually for a while, but soon he lost his patience. He took her wrists in his hands and pinned them beside her head. He pressed another kiss to her lips as he hovered over her, and he leaned up, a smile spread across his face.

  Stephanie felt him line up his tip with her entrance, and she released a soft moan as he pressed into her. She heard him groan and begin to pump into her. Stephanie allowed his girth to stretch her, and she watched his muscles bunch and relaxed as he thrust into her.

  Stephanie sighed and allowed her eyes to drift closed as he built a slow rhythm. Her pleasure was a soft hum in her body, and she ran her hands up and down his chest, breathing in his manly scent.

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  She was just getting used to his pace when she felt him pull out of her, and she opened her eyes in confusion, cocking her head as she looked up at him. He smiled down at her, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

  “Turn over,” he said softly, moving to place his hands on her hips to flip her himself.

  Stephanie hesitated for a moment but then did as he bid. She remembered how it had felt when he fucked her over the desk, and how much deeper it felt from behind. She settled herself on her stomach, and could not help the way her heart raced at the way he began to move his hands up and down over her sides.

  She felt him begin to massage her ass cheeks, and she cried out a little as he swatted her, then chuckled at her reaction. Stephanie squirmed beneath him, her need mounting again. All she wanted was to feel him filling her up.

  Chris teased her with his tip, holding her hips still as he ran his tip up and down the cleft of her ass cheeks. Stephanie ground her teeth and arched her back, offering herself up to him the best she could. She didn’t bother to beg him to give her what she desperately needed; she knew he would only succumb to her in his own time.

  Fortunately, though, he reached the end of his endurance in short order. He growled as he lined up with her entrance, and Stephanie gasped and jerked as he suddenly filled her. He picked up a much more demanding pace, sending Stephanie’s mind into a whirl. His tip hit her g-spot perfectly, and she bit her lip, knowing that her orgasm would be upon her faster than he realized.

  Chris was insatiable, though, and it seemed that it wasn’t enough for him to take her from behind. She felt his hand fist in her hair, and he jerked her head back and to the side. She felt Chris bend down and capture her lips in a kiss. She felt his hand slide beneath her, and she moaned as he roughly massaged her breast.

  When he finished kissing her, he growled, and released her hair, allowing it to fall back onto the bed beneath her. He braced his hands on either side of her head and pounded into her ever harder. Stephanie released a gasp as she suddenly reached her orgasm, and she heard Chris moan as her inner walls clamped down around him.

  Chris pounded into her still harder, until suddenly he pulled out. Chris flipped Stephanie around, and she was met with the sight of his fist pumping up and down his length just before he released his load onto her stomach. Stephanie gasped at the feeling of his hot semen against her skin, and her mouth fell open at the eroticism of the sight.

  Chris barely managed to catch himself as he came down from his orgasm, and hovered over her, his body shaking. When he had recovered, he looked into Stephanie’s eyes, and she could see the adoration in them.

  “Stay there,” he whispered, and shot up from the bed.

  Stephanie watched as he rushed into the bathroom, and heard the water running before he returned with a damp wash rag.

  “Hold still,” he instructed. He ran the cloth over her stomach, and she shivered at his gentle touch.

  When he finished, he tossed the cloth into the hamper, and then settled back down on the bed beside her.

  Stephanie smiled and curled into him, reveling in his warmth as he wrapped his arm around her. She felt safe and loved in his hold, and all she wanted to do was lie there with him forever… or at least for the time being.

  It seemed that Chris was content to do so. He wrapped his body around her like a cocoon, and they shared their warmth in her small apartment. Stephanie felt herself dozing off, and she would have guessed that Chris was doing the same as she heard his breathing slow.

  Stephanie smiled and pressed a soft kiss to the coarse hair on his chest, allowing herself to close her eyes and drift into a soft, safe sleep.

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Stephanie blinked groggily as the rays of the sun slipped in through her window and warmed her skin. She opened her mouth in a yawn and moved to stretch. She was mildly surprised to find that her body was slightly sore, and she smiled slightly as she remembered the vigorous lovemaking she had enjoyed the previous night.

  Stephanie’s insides warmed as she rolled over to find Chris asleep in the bed beside her. He was laid out flat on his back; his mouth parted slightly as he breathed, one of his arms tucked under the pillow to help support his head. His golden hair was slightly messy, and his chest rose and fell as he slept. For the most park, he was uncovered by the blanket they had shared, and it pooled about his waist, just allowing his pubic bones to be seen.

  Stephanie’s eyes traveled greedily over the shadow of stubble that had appeared on his chin, and then moved over to soak in the sight of his chest hair, and then even further down over his sculpted abs and along the happy trail that disappeared under the blanket.

  Stephanie felt herself become stimulated just by the mere sight of him. She remembered the intensity of which he had taken her the previous night, and she felt a flush creep over her skin. Her insides began to churn, and she couldn’t help but rub her thighs together.

  Slowly, Stephanie lifted her hand to trace over her breasts and gently ran the pads of her fingers over her rapidly hardening nipples. She bit her lip as her light touches served to fan the flame of desire mounting deep in her stomach. She felt a wetness between her thighs, and she knew that she had to have Chris, and very soon.

  Moving slowly, and feeling a bit like a predator, Stephanie edged closer to Chris. She stretched out beside him and gently pressed her body into his side. She heard him release a soft, pleasant sigh at the sensation of her pressing against him, bit other than that he did not move.

  Stephanie waited a moment more, feeling her heart pound as her excitement grew. Her mind was filled with flashbacks from the previous day, and of his words that assured her that he belonged to her as much as she belonged to him. She remembered how he had pressed his lips to hers in the office, and she almost moaned from that memory alone.

  Stephanie worked to keep from panting from the force of her desire, and she took a deep breath to steady herself. Care
fully, she drew back the blanket that was hiding his manhood from her. She gently moved the blanket to the side, and she felt her mouth water as his thickness was exposed to her, resting flaccidly against his thigh. She let her eyes move over it, feeling somewhat guilty, knowing that she was about to work him into a fervor of need to match her own.

  Stephanie slowly lowered herself down his body, and gently straddled his thighs, working hard to make sure that she did not make the bed shift too much as she moved. Finally, she was still, and she looked up his body at his face to make sure that she had not disturbed him. He was a still and calm as ever. Stephanie smiled to herself, and her stomach fluttered with excitement at what she was about to do.

  Stephanie leaned back on her heels and focused her attention on his cock. She lifted her hand, and her eyes flicked up to his face as she gently ran the pads of her fingers along the side of his shaft. He did not physically stir, but she felt his member twitch in response to her touch. She smiled to herself, and she felt a strong pang of excitement at the effect she had on him, even his unconscious state.

  She gently stroked him with her fingertips until he was about half hard, and beginning to rise. She watched him carefully all the while and was finally assured that he would not wake up and catch on too soon. Stephanie kept a constant check on herself to make sure she didn’t give herself away by being too loud. She was terribly excited, and the last thing she wanted was to end her fun prematurely.

  Stephanie emboldened her touch as Chris’s cock began to stand up, and she gently wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft. She gave him a few gentle pumps, and she felt him harden in her grip even more. She heard a soft sigh from him, and her eyes flicked up to his face. She waited for a moment, but his eyes did not open, and he did not make another sound.

  When she was sure he was still asleep, Stephanie looked back down to continue her work. She released a soft, longing sigh as she took in the sight of his thick length. It had swollen up completely now, and veins were protruding beautifully along the sides of his length, as well as the most prominent vein along the underside. She could feel his pulse in her light grip, and she felt her body respond to him, in the form of a trickle of wetness down her thigh.