Chasing Me

by Cat Mason

  “No, and yes.” She answers. Looking around, she leans in carefully. “I’m having an ultrasound and since Gray can’t be there, I want both of my girls there with me.”

  Chase’s eyes go misty, “Of course I’ll go, Daisy.” In true hormonal fashion they hug and jump up and down all giddy-like. “Are we gonna be able to see what it is?”

  “It’s a baby, Chase.” I say in frustration.

  Chase smacks me in the arm. “Hush smartass, I mean a boy or a girl.”

  “I knew that.” I did.

  “Fingers crossed.” Daisy says holding up her crossed fingers.

  “Well this is just great news.” I say, clasping my hands together. “Can we please go get naked now? My penis hasn’t been touched in hours.”

  “With that, I’m going to get Gray from the kitchen and go to bed.” Daisy says shoving around me.

  Jerking the door open, I sling an arm around Chase’s shoulders and head down the steps. Jasmine comes running from the bedroom in a princess dress-up outfit, Bits hot on her heels. Skidding to a stop, she lands flat on her ass with a thump. Bits goes insane. Attacking the hem of her dress, growling and tugging. “Bits this is my dress. Stop!”

  “Damn dog hates that frilly shit.” Mack laughs, his eyes never leaving the television.

  “Those aren’t pajamas, Jazzie.” I say, reminding her of what I had just told her moments ago. Is it illegal to bribe a child with money? She likes cookies, how many cookies would it take to get her to go to bed?

  “This is prettier.” She replies, standing to her feet.

  “She’s right.” Chase teases, sticking her tongue out at me. “Come on princess; let’s get your bed ready. You wanna sleep in that, that’s fine with me.” Leaning down she whispers something into her ear making her gasp.

  “Really?” She asks walking hand in hand with Chase toward the room that is now filled with all the shit we bought tonight. With Chase’s free hand, she crosses her fingers over her heart, making Jasmine gasp again.

  “Yes, so go ahead and get ready, I’ll be there in just a minute.”

  Jasmine runs into the room, dog in tow. Chase turns and winks at me. “Problem solved.”

  “What did you say to her?” I ask, walking over and running my fingers up the inside of her arm. “Did you offer to pay her off in money or baked goods?” I ask, knowing I was mentally calculating how many dollar bills or cookies it would take to convince her to listen to me.

  “I told her that Bits would probably sleep with her if she changes.”

  “You’re such a genius, babe.” I reply, pulling her closer. “Now touch my penis.”

  “As great of a line as that was, I promised to read her a story.” She murmurs against my lips, making me hard and nearly making me weep from rejection at the same time. “Go grab a beer or somethin’; I’ve got a date with a princess and your wiener.” Chase teases, grinning against my mouth.

  “You’ve just totally ruined a fantasy of mine now.” Pulling back, I laugh.

  “I’ll make it up to you later.” She says walking into Jasmine’s room, promise lacing her voice.

  “Yes, you will.” I assure her before going in search of a beer and kicking Mack out.

  Love Stories

  Chase

  Jasmine is lying in bed, just as I had guessed. Bits sprawled out beside her and a pile of books we bought tonight. “I’ve read all these before.” I say sitting beside her on the mattress. “How about I tell you a story instead?”

  Jasmine’s eyes sparkle in excitement. “A princess story?”

  I nod. “Once upon a time, there was a princess.” I begin when Jasmine scoots toward me. “She was raised by a wicked Ice Queen. The queen was cursed; consumed by her jealously of others, her heart turned to ice. When everyone loved the princess more than her, the queen punished her own people. Her hate-filled screams freezing the entire kingdom in solid ice.” Jasmine’s doesn’t move a muscle. I watch her face, knowing that her imagination is running wild with the story as I go on.

  “One day, the queen decided to pack the princess up to travel far away to a new castle. The princess was so beautiful, so special, that they all instantly loved her too. Angry, the queen lashed out at them all, determined to lock them in ice too.” Jasmine hangs onto every word. “The knights were ready to protect the princess at all cost; making the queen’s powers useless. The queen fled, leaving the princess with people she didn’t know.”

  Jasmine gasps. “Was she scared?” She asks, nervously clutching at Bits.

  I hope not. I think to myself, but don’t say it. “At first she was.” I nod my head. “The new castle she was living in was full of people she didn’t know. They were a family, welcoming her with open arms. She spent her days riding the horse or dressing in her best dresses to have tea parties. She had knights that protected her and, there, no one would scare her or make her cry ever again.”

  “She has nothing to be scared of now.” Jasmine murmurs sleepily, her eyes drooping.

  “No, she doesn’t.” Hunter says from the bathroom door, making me jump. Walking around the bed, he kisses Jasmine on the forehead. “Night, princess.”

  Jasmine grins, drifting off to sleep as I tuck the blanket around her and Bits. “Come on, I wanna talk to you.” Hunter says, leading me through the adjoining bathroom into our bedroom.

  “Okay,” I purr, letting my fingers skim up his arms. “If you’d rather talk, but I was thinking of something more physical.”

  “Fuck me.” He groans, when I press my body against his.

  “That’s the idea.”

  Shaking his head, he chuckles. “No, that’s happening in like ten seconds. I have an idea for a song.” He replies nervously. “It needs something though. The song needs you.”

  “What?” I gasp, pushing away from him completely. “No, no, not happening. The wedding was a fluke, a once in a lifetime chance. It was fun, but that was for Cam.” I explain, brushing him off.

  “You’ve got an amazing fuckin’ voice, babe.” He argues. “What I’m workin’ on is chilling, haunting. It’s been in my head for months, but I’ve just never written it out. Until now, I never thought it mattered enough. It’s nothing like Shaft has ever put out there, the truth is it could make us or break us. And the voice I hear singing it with me came from your lips.” Stepping up to me, he cups my face in his hands. “It won’t work without you. The power of the song will lie between us singing the lyrics to each other. I’m showin’ it to the guys tomorrow; then we’ll start workin’ it up.”

  “You’re crazy if you think I’m going on stage with you to sing this song; or even in a studio.” I reply. My head and heart battle, deciding how I feel about Hunter’s news. I’m scared shitless at the thought of agreeing to this. But how can I say no? He gets a shot to prove he can contribute to writing lyrics and he wants to demonstrate that by writing a duet, with me?

  “I’m probably completely insane, Tiger Lily, you know that better than most.” He admits, nuzzling my neck. “I’ve never wanted any of this; the kid, you, the chance at having my name listed as song writer. None of it ever crossed my mind until you told me you loved me. Even then I doubted whether it was possible. Then when I watch you with her, it’s like the puzzle pieces all fit together.” He says, sweetly. “I’ve lived my life with no regrets, until now. I know that I can’t go back in time and fix them, but I can change things now. For you and for Jazzie, because you deserve more than what I was; but even more so, I want to change.”

  “I don’t want you to change for me, honey. Jazzie wouldn’t either. My feelings for you didn’t grow while you were being someone else. I’m in love with you, honey. The guy who flaunts his talents and isn’t ashamed of anything. With every piece of yourself you give me, I only find myself fallin’ harder. I don’t see that changing.”

  Hunter’s lips brush against mine, silently telling me all that matters. He may not be able to say the words now, but I can feel them. Fumbling backward, he pulls us into the
bathroom. Carefully, he shuts the door to Jasmine’s room, flipping the lock. “We both really need a shower.” He mumbles against my lips.

  “A really long, hard, hot shower.” I reply, when he pulls his shirt over his head.

  Adjusting the water temperature, our clothes go flying in all directions. The shower, luckily, is on the wall opposite our bedroom, but maneuvering around in this corner stall isn’t easy. Hunter bangs his elbow on a shelf while attempting to wash my hair, sending bottles crashing to the floor.

  Once I’m rinsed, I turn pressing him into the wall. Hunter grabs my ass, urging my legs around his waist. “Hang on to me.” He groans, thrusting into me. His eyes close instantly, his entire body stilling. “Fucking hell, that’s amazing.”

  “Hunter, move please.” I beg, desperate for him to give me more.

  “I can’t. Don’t even talk, if you breathe too hard I’m gonna blow my load.” He mumbles painfully into my neck.

  I laugh, and I can’t help it. I bury my face in his hair and laugh hard. Hunter hisses out a breath, as my body shakes. His body tenses, as the water sluices down over us. “Shit, stop laughing dammit. I’m not going off early because I don’t have on a condom.”

  My laughter stops immediately. In all the commotion, we had done something I’ve never done before. “Um,” I start.

  “Fuck.” He hisses, realization of our slip up hitting him too. “I wasn’t thinking, Tiger Lily. I’m sorry, that’s never… I mean I’ve never…”He shifts uneasily, knocking against the wall.

  “Chase?” A little voice asks through the locked door.

  Hunter jumps hearing Jasmine’s voice, shifting us off balance. “Careful, you don’t wanna-” Before I can finish my sentence, Hunter slips on the shampoo bottle he dropped. Reaching out, he grabs for the wall and curtain. Only causing us to crash backwards out of the shower and onto the floor, his dick still buried to the hilt inside me. The curtain rips from the rod as Hunter falls flat on his back with me still impaled on his cock. The force of hitting the floor has me slam onto him hard, making me cry out.

  “Chase?” Jasmine sounds scared now, knocking harder at the door. “Are you okay?”

  “Answer the kid, Chase.” Hunter whispers, biting back a laugh.

  “Yeah, just fine honey. Go back to sleep.” I shout trying to sound convincing.

  “But, I gotta go.” She answers back. “Bad!”

  “Just a minute Jazzie, I’ll get the door.” Climbing off of Hunter, I ignore his smirk and toss him a towel. “Turn the water off, ass.” I hiss, quietly before running into the bedroom for something to throw on. Hunter comes into the room behind me, drying his hair with the towel.

  “I think I’ll just wait here, naked.” He says, flopping onto the bed.

  Yanking on a pair of pajama shorts and a tank top, I hurry into the bathroom closing the door behind me to our room. Flipping the lock on Jazzie’s door, I pull it open meeting concerned brown eyes. “You screamed.” She blurts.

  “I slipped on all the water.” I say gesturing to the floor. “Be careful, yeah?”

  While Jasmine does her business, I clean up the ripped shower curtain, before drying the floor with a towel.

  “Is Hunter sleepin’?” Jasmine says, flushing the toilet.

  I turn around to face her, knowing she’s done. “Yeah, he’s gotta work tomorrow.”

  “He’s famous.” She says, like it’s no big deal. “Xandra said he’s a big effin’ deal.”

  Biting back a laugh, I nod. “Yeah, I guess they are.” Walking over I help her wash up and back into bed. “Let’s just not call them that okay. We gotta make sure we don’t use ‘big people words’, okay?”

  “Chase, is Xandra coming back to get me?”

  “I don’t know honey.” I reply, my heart breaking. “What did she say?”

  “She yelled a lot of those big people words. Said I’d like it here.” Jasmine responds.

  “Do you?” I ask, hoping she isn’t still scared like before.

  “Yeah,” she sighs, snuggling into the pillow. I start to leave thinking that the conversation is over, but it’s not. “He’s my daddy you know.” She continues, sounding much older than her four years. This conversation just adding to how badly I want to rip that bitch a new asshole if I ever see her again.

  “Yeah, he is.” I say smiling down at her.

  “‘Night Chase.” She says, snuggling with Bits again.

  “‘Night Jazzie.” I reply, walking through the bathroom. Flipping out the bathroom light, I make a silent promise to the little girl sleeping in the next room. If I ever see Xandra again; I’ll give her a nice dose of my size six heel, after I break her fake ass nose.

  More Than Just Words

  Hunter

  “There should be a daily bitch limit around here.” Chase mutters once she slides the bathroom door closed behind her. “Way too many bitches hangin’ around here.”

  Having overheard the conversation between Chase and Jasmine, I’m surprised to hear how much the kid knows. Gold Star Parenting right there, Xandra. The only things a four year old should worry about is shit like ‘Barbies or baby dolls,’ or ‘should I have ice cream or cookies?’

  The fact that Chase is as determined as I am to make things better for Jasmine tugs at my heart strings. “Thank you.” I blurt when she makes her way over, sitting down on the bed beside me.

  “Why are you thanking me?” She asks, surprise written all over her face.

  I turn slightly so that I am facing her. “You made tonight so much easier for her to handle. I couldn’t do this right now without you, Chase.”

  “You’re doing just fine, given the circumstances.” She replies sweetly. “Being woken up just before lunch, you find out you’re possibly someone’s father. Then, she’s dropped off to you because her mother doesn’t give a shit.” Chase’s hands cup my face, her thumbs running along my jaw. “I don’t know any man that would do what you did today. Especially without the test results back first.”

  “I don’t know what it is Tiger Lily.” I answer honestly. “I didn’t want to even see her before I knew for sure. Hell, last thing I want is to confuse her. But, when Xandra didn’t care who had her kid, or even what they were doing, I got pissed. Once I saw Jazzie, I just knew I couldn’t let her leave with that bitch. Everything in me screams to protect her. Not to let anything hurt her like it hurt me, or you.”

  “I love you, Hunter.” Chase breathes.

  Her words both give me comfort and yet cause me pain. Pain because I can’t say them back to her, like I know I should. My entire body trembles, my eyes closing tightly as I focus on breathing. Saying ‘I love you’ to someone is the ultimate vulnerability. Once you give it, you can’t take it back. That is scary. If she ever left me once I say it, I know I would never recover. “God, every time you say those words, they get deeper into my skin. They mark me like a tattoo, Chase.”

  “Good,” She whispers and I can hear the smile in her voice. “One day they’ll make it to your heart.”

  Unable to handle another second, I press my lips to hers. Desperation floods me, my need to give her even half of what she makes me feel overcoming me. Chase straddles my lap; the only barrier between us is her thin tank and shorts, as she dives into my mouth. Every sweep of her tongue against mine only has me craving more. Right now, there is nothing I want more than to sink into her slowly and be consumed.

  Breaking the kiss, Chase stares into my eyes. “I’m on the pill.” She pants. “I don’t want to feel anything but you. Just us, Hunter.”

  “Fuck me,” I choke out in shock. “Be sure about this, Tiger Lily. I’m clean.” I add, “Had a full work up in Macon when Tad drugged me. There’s been no one but you since.”

  “Katheryn?” She asks, looking down at her hands. The look on her face shreds me. Pissing me off that she even had to know about that shit. “I didn’t know you had, um.”

  “With a chick like her, Chase, you wear a rubber if you fuck any hole, even her
mouth. That was a onetime thing and it never should’ve happened to begin with.” I admit. “I should’ve told you sooner. Babe,” I say softening my voice. “I’m working all this out in my head as fast as I can. I won’t keep anything from you, I promise. There’s been a lot of women, you do know that. There won’t be anymore.”

  “Just us.” She whispers again.

  Seeing Katheryn around with Big Man is going to be awkward for me knowing my dick was in two out of three of her holes in the span of a few hours. I didn’t even really think about how it will affect Chase. “Just us.” I repeat her words, driving my point home. “I’ve never had sex without a condom, never wanted to feel that much. I know they’re not full-proof, things happen. I’ve got a beautiful girl sleepin’ in the next room; living proof condoms break. Before, sex was just a random selfish act. It was me pulling my pleasure out of someone else. ”

  Taking her hands in mine, I press my lips to the inside of each wrist. “Until now.” I say, needing her to know that all I want is her. God, she couldn’t have been more right upstairs. I even chose Katheryn because it was easy to picture Chase while I fucked her. Honestly, she probably wouldn’t have even cared if I had said Chase’s name. Not like I even knew hers before she sucked my dick. This just makes the obvious even more clear to me. Ever since I met Chase, it’s always been her. I just can’t make myself say the words aloud.

  Reaching for the hem of her top, Chase pulls it over her head baring her breasts. Instantly, I bury my face between them, breathing her in. My breath over her sensitive skin makes her tremble with need, but she makes no move to push me. It’s like she knows that I need this moment to feel and she’s letting me have it.

  I trail my lips across her skin, finally letting myself savor her sweet taste. Her fingers dig into my arms when I suck her nipple into my mouth. “Ah, Hunter.” Chase pants, throwing her head back.