by Sam Crescent
Chase cupped her cheeks and tilted her face up to look at him. Her beautiful eyes begged and pleaded with him for help. He saw it written in her depths but he couldn’t help her.
He brushed a thumb along the curve of her cheek. His heart filled with the need to help her anyway he can.
“You’ve got, Lawrence,” she whispered. “And I’ve got no one.”
His heart broke. Emily clearly didn’t understand. For years he watched his best friend and the girl he loved become friends. He watched the chemistry and the spark of attraction clearly shining between them. Emily didn’t even know he existed. In her mind, Chase had simply been Lawrence’s rebel friend. He had a bad attitude and even worse he had tattoo’s. In his mind as long as he could be in her company, he’d been happy.
Now was his time. No more standing on the sidelines or waiting for something to happen. Tonight he could make Emily his own. He could finally know if the fire within him was as bad as he first thought.
“You’ve got me,” he said seconds before his lips consumed hers. Emily was soft and sweet beneath his much larger body. She let out a moan and his heart soared when she instantly began to respond. Her hands wrapped around his body and he felt her nails sink into the flesh on his back. He wore a loose shirt and each touch was the same as against bare naked flesh.
His fingers sunk into the hair at her nape and he twisted the entire length, wrapping her hair around his fist.
She gasped and the move opened her lips wider for him to sink his tongue inside her warm heat. She tasted of strawberries and the faintest hint of alcohol.
Only when he heard, the distant echo of a dog barking, only then did he pull back with reluctance.
“Please, don’t leave me,” she begged.
Emily rubbed her chest against his and her tight nipples pressed on his chest.
“What are you asking for?” Chase didn’t want to read too much into her pleas. He knew how easy he could assume what she was asking.
“Take me somewhere. Take me somewhere and make love to me,” she whispered and wrapped her arms around his neck.
His heart pounded and Chase held her close.
“Are you sure about this? I don’t want any lasting regrets,” he warned.
She hesitated for a second and he thought she was about to ask him to take her home.
“No. I want this.”
He stared down into her eyes and looked at her swollen lips. How could he deny her anything?
Chase helped her inside his truck and together they travelled along the road until they reached a secluded hotel.
“Stay here. I’m going to go and get us a room.”
He walked into the hotel and waited to be served. Chase had thought about taking her to the house he shared with Lawrence but thought better of it. If his best friend was to walk in on him making love to Emily, things would become bloody. Lawrence may be his best friend but he hadn’t been entirely honest with him.
Lawrence believed Chase couldn’t stand Emily. In fact he’d made sure his friend didn’t know anything about his obsession. He couldn’t remember when his obsession with this kind hearted woman began.
When they’d been young kids and Emily even younger, she’d always made room for Chase. The girl had a huge heart. In high school when he’d been struggling with a few classes, instead of teasing him she’d tutored him without anyone knowing.
In his wallet he kept a small picture he’d taken of her at a picnic with the whole town. Yes, he was a sap and he was in love with his best friends girl.
Not that Lawrence would ever find any of this information out. How he’d explain, this trip to the motel was beyond him.
He paid for the room and walked back out to the truck. Emily stared back at him.
God, he hoped he didn’t make a complete ass of himself.
Chapter Two
Emily watched as Chase returned.
What the hell am I doing?
She was about to go into a motel room, alone with Chase Spencer. A deep breath later and she thought about the scene with her mother. Then her attention went back to the time she hit on Lawrence.
It was at her eighteenth birthday party. When everyone had left and only she and Lawrence had remained she’d literally thrown her naked body at him.
The humiliation when he’d held her off had mortified her. The next morning she’d feigned a hangover and pretended she couldn’t remember what had happened during their time together.
Chase pulled the keys out of the ignition and went round to her side and opened the door.
“You can still change your mind. No hard feelings and you can go home,” he said.
Emily glanced at his hand then at the row of doors. Behind each door she imagined a couple locked in an embrace. That awful night with Lawrence had resulted in her staying a virgin forever, or at least the past two years.
“No. I want this.” She placed her hand in his and allowed him to lead her up a flight of stairs to the room at the far end of the lot.
“I thought you might like as much privacy as possible.” He opened the door and let her go through first. The place sat in darkness until he flicked the switch.
“This is good,” she said.
“We could go back to my place but I share it with Lawrence.”
“No. This is better.” She moved into the center of the room and stared at the innocent looking bed.
The sound of the door shutting echoed throughout the room.
“Do you bring girls to motel rooms often?” she asked.
“No. Never.”
His voice had gone a few shades deeper and she glanced over at him. His stare burnt her. She saw the desire shining brightly in his eyes. She was a virgin but she wasn’t stupid. All these years she knew what desire looked like.
“Would you like to go and get comfortable?” he offered.
Emily looked behind her and saw the door leading into the bathroom. “Would you mind?”
“No. Go on. I’ll be here.” He smiled and placed a gentle kiss against her lips.
She smiled and walked through to the bathroom. Emily stared at her reflection.
“What am I doing?” she asked herself.
No answer came. She didn’t want to leave. Chase may not have been the man she wanted to be with but she’d take what she could. He’d been there when she found out about her parents. Shaking her head in trying to find an excuse she takes off her clothes and wraps her body in the white towel available for the guests.
Then taking a breath, she walks into the room. Chase sat on the edge of the bed. His shirt had been removed and his jeans had the top button and the zipper undone.
He got up when he saw her enter. His ran his hand through his hair while his gaze travelled down her body.
“We could forget about this,” he said.
She thought he was sweet for thinking about her.
“No. I’m just nervous.”
In a bold act she opened the towel and let it fall to the floor. She placed her hands behind her back and stared at the floor until she gained enough control and met his stare.
He appeared frozen in one spot.
Then with his eyes on her, he pushed his jeans down his body and stood naked like her.
Emily glanced over him and swallowed. She’d never seen a male member before and his stood out long and thick. Was it possible for men to be that big?
“Don’t be afraid,” he said in a soothing voice.
“No. I’m fine. You’re big.” She smiled and she brought her hands together in front of her body. The awkwardness not lost on her. Is this how every girl felt?
Chase moved a step and then another. The distance between them growing less with each step. He stood in front of her and reached out to caress her cheek. “We’ll go slowly. I never want to hurt you.”
He was like a different man. All of her life she’d known him as being rough and rebellious. At this moment he was being tender and sweet.
“Don’t worry ab
out me. Just treat me like the other girls. I mean women.” She ran a nervous hand through her hair and glanced up, his cock against her belly.
“You’re not just some woman. You’re, Emily.” His words confused her but when his lips took hers she didn’t have the energy or the will power to argue.
His other large hand pressed on the centre of her back and pulled her close so his cock was thrust up against her. She moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck. She liked the smooth hard chest pushing against her breasts, his tight stomach feeling completely different against her own round belly.
Chase broke the kiss and smiling he bent and picked her up in his arms.
“I’m too big,” she squeaked.
“No. You’re right for me.” He placed her in the center of the bed and followed her down. Emily turned to see him. They lay in each other's arms. Chase ran his hand down her neck, over the curve of her waist, and around her hip to lay on the fleshy part of her thigh. She gasped when his fingers brushed through the hair on her pussy. No man had ever touched her there before.
“It’s okay. I’ve got you,” he whispered against her ear. His teeth nipping at her neck and travelling down to suck one of her nipples inside his mouth.
Emily closed her eyes and gasped as his teeth bit down on the red nub of her nipple. At the same time his finger slid through her slit. She gasped and arched up to meet him.
“You’re so wet,” he said.
She opened her eyes and watched amazed as he brought the finger he’d used on her clit to his lips. He sucked the cream off his finger and went back to gather more. “I need you,” he growled and moved down the bed. Her thighs were thrust open and his breath ran over her mound. She closed her eyes and clung to the pillows above her head.
“That’s it hold onto something,” he demanded and then his tongue replaced his finger.
She screamed when he kept his attention on her clit. She cried out and moaned as he reached up and tweaked her nipples.
The sensation was too much for her to handle. She’d never fucked anyone in her life or fingered herself. This would be her first time ever. Her body shook with the excess of sensation.
“Come for me.”
Emily opened her eyes and stared down the bed. His head was moving with each swipe of his tongue. Her pale thighs looked out of place but the visual of him moving between her spread thighs was all she needed.
Her release rushed through her. Her cries rent the air and he held her. The slurping sound echoed and mingled with her cries.
Chase crawled up the bed and kissed her. She tasted her own essence on her tongue and gazed into his eyes.
One of his hands moved between them and the next second his cock ran up her slit. She stared at him, her eyes wide and he looked at her.
“I’m sorry,” he said. The next moment a brief pain sliced through her pleasure. His hips thrust all the way inside her.
A whimper escaped her lips.
“I’m in,” he whispered and laid a kiss to her lips then her neck. Chase stayed paused above her.
The pain became minimal and she gazed at him. A tear escaped her eye.
“You’re inside me,” she told him.
“Yes.”
“I feel full.” Her fists tightened on the pillows as he pulled out and thrust forward giving her everything.
She cried out and her hands ended up curled around his body.
“Hold onto me,” he ordered.
Emily held him to her as he rode her body. His cock pulled out of her all the way then slammed inside her, their skin dotted with sweat. He held her and fucked her. His hands grabbed her legs and placed them over his shoulder. Emily couldn’t take her eyes away. His cock speared inside her and she watched him disappear inside her. The sensation so different to anything she’d imagined.
“I want to feel you come all over me,” he growled. “Touch yourself.”
A blush stained her cheeks and her fingers found the source of her pleasure. Her pussy was coated in so much juice.
“That’s me and you together. I’m so hot for you, Emily.”
She watched him and listened to what he had to say. His voice dark and gruff.
“That’s it, baby. Let the wave take you.”
Her entire body screamed out and Emily collapsed back as he growled. Her climax stumbling upon her and pushing her over the edge.
“Fuck. You’re so tight.” His hands were tight where he gripped her.
His thrusts became harder and deeper and then he pushed inside her one final time, slamming all of his strength against her body.
Chase growled and deep inside her, she felt his cock kick. Emily knew he’d climaxed. He collapsed against her. His breath hot near her neck.
Fingers touched her hair and she turned to give him a smile.
She wasn’t a virgin anymore and she’d given herself to Chase.
****
She’d tasted like heaven and Chase rolled over to pull Emily against him. The bed was empty. Only an indent in the bed and a single piece of paper were there.
Frowning, Chase glanced around the room.
“Emily?” he called.
He rubbed a hand across his eyes and face in the hope to clear his fogged up brain. Chase opened up the letter and stared at the words.
Thank you for last night. It meant the world to me
Emily x
With a glance around the room he noticed nothing of hers remained. He stood and went to the window. He saw the outline of his truck.
What the hell was he supposed to do? Chase hurried to get dressed and saw his mobile was buzzing.
“Hello,” he said and gathered his keys.
“Where the fuck are you?” Lawrence shouted into the phone.
Shit.
“Erm. I’m out of town at the moment. I’ll be there in about thirty minutes.” He locked the motel door and left the key at the front desk.
“Well, you’d better hurry. Emily’s parents are distraught. She didn’t come home last night and when they woke up this morning they saw some of her clothes and stuff have gone.”
Chase glanced up at the morning sunshine.
“I was with, Emily, last night,” he admitted.
“Why were you with her?”
“She was upset about her parents and then—” He stopped. He couldn’t admit to his best friend he’d made love to her for most of the night.
“Then what Chase?”
He heard it in his friend’s voice. Lawrence knew what he’d done.
“I’m not going to answer that,” he told him.
“You fucking bastard.”
A few more curse words were spoken. “You’d better get your betraying ass over here.”
Lawrence hung up and Chase slammed his fist against the steering wheel. He threw the phone on the passenger seat.
He travelled the short distance back into town and tried to push his memories from the night before out of his mind.
For the whole night, Emily had been his. His heart had been lost in the wee hours of the morning. She’d climbed over him and she’d cupped him in her small fist. The love of his life had taken control and he’d become putty in her hands.
Chase pulled up outside her parent’s house and walked up. Lawrence stood in the doorway with a few other neighbors.
The town’s head of police was also there.
“She barged in. Emily was supposed to be at a party. We didn’t expect to see her for hours,” her mother sobbed.
“Don’t worry, baby.” Chase watched her lovers console her.
“How can I not worry? I wake up this morning to see my baby has gone.”
Lawrence stared at him.
“She was safe with me last night,” Chase said to the room.
Every head turned to him.
“What did she say? Was there any word on what she felt?” her mother asked. She walked over to him.
“She was confused and upset. Emily didn’t understand what was going on.” Chase pu
t his hands in his jeans.
“You had her? Didn’t you?” one of her father's asked.
“We spent the night together. That’s all I’m saying,” he told the men.
The oldest Sampson male stood and stormed over to him. Chase had to remember to respect the older man. He stared back at him even as the man slammed him against the wall.
“You little fuck. You touched my daughter?”
His defences kicked and Chase flung the man away. “I took care of her. Emily wasn’t happy. She wanted nothing to do with you. Yes, I spent the night but I swear to you, no harm came to her.”
Chase walked out of the house with his head held high.
He slammed his fist against the truck and cursed. Had he done something wrong? Did she hate him?
The mobile phone lit up and he opened the car door and answered.
“Chase, here.”
“Hi Chase,” she said on a sigh.
“Emily? Where the fuck are you?” He stared all around wondering if she would be close by.
“I’m not telling you. I need to get away for a while. Would you tell my family I’m fine. I can’t stay in Clifford Arbor at the moment.”
“What about last night? You left.”
He didn’t want to sound like a sucker but he needed to make sure he hadn’t hurt her further.
“Last night was amazing. Chase thank you for being with me and giving me a magical night. I’ll cherish it always.”
He knew there was a ‘but’ coming along. Staring back at the house he watched Lawrence walk up to him.
“Don’t tell me this is goodbye. Where are you Emily?” he demanded.
Lawrence tensed when he heard him reply.
“You don’t need to know. Please, tell my family I love them. I’ll be around.” She hung up.
Chase couldn’t believe it. He threw the phone on the ground and then proceeded to stomp on the blasted thing.
“I take it, she’s not coming home?”
“What the fuck do you think?” he snarled.
Lawrence reacted and pushed him up against the truck. “You fucking touched her you prick.”
He wanted the pain and relished every bruise that would come from the impact.
“I touched her, fucked her and made love to her. You weren’t there. She needed someone and I was the only one she could turn too.”
