5 Nights (Sinful Delights Romance - Boxed Set)

by Michelle Hughes

  Nodding, Carolyn stood back up. "I'll see you out."

  Walking to her car she wasn't sure what had just taken place. Carolyn seemed too curious about her relationship with Chase. Granted, she shouldn't have told her they'd been together. Driving back home she was frustrated.

  11 Falling Deeper

  Jessie's phone was ringing as she walked in the door. With an exasperated huff, she answered. She really wanted some time to think about last night, and Carolyn's strange behavior. The interruption was annoying. But Chase's sensual voice wiped all thoughts and concerns from her mind. He sounded almost broken and the sound felt like a punch to her gut.

  "I just wanted to call you back so I didn't break my word, Jessie. How was your book club meeting?"

  "It was good. Are you okay, Chase? You sound, well, different…"

  His voice broke as he answered. "My father passed away half an hour ago."

  "Where are you, Chase? I'm coming now." She was determined he not go through this alone.

  "Really, Jessie, you don't need to do that and I'm not good company at the moment. I just didn't want to make you think I'd forgotten you, so I called."

  "Seriously, Chase, I want to be there for you. Just tell me where you are."

  "Thank you, Jessie, but I really just need to be alone. I'll call you again tomorrow."

  "Chase?" Hearing nothing but static, she knew he'd hung up on her. Thinking for a few minutes she decided on her next action.

  Calling Carolyn, Jessie found out the name of the hospital Chase's father was in. Telling herself she was just making sure he wasn't in shock, she got back in her car and drove there, hoping he hadn't left. It was an impulsive move, and one she realized he might not appreciate. Deciding if he was there, he could tell her to leave after she felt assured he could drive home. She didn't allow her misgiving to change her mind.

  Her heart ached when she finally saw him after getting directions from the front desk. He was sitting alone, his head buried in his arms as he wept. Jessie didn't care how inappropriate it was. She walked over and knelt before him, grabbing his hands. "Chase, I'm so very sorry. I know I can't stop the pain, but I'm here for you," she whispered soothingly while stroking his hands.

  His tormented eyes met hers, and all thoughts of being the strong one evaporated at the tenderness in her actions. Wrapping his arms around her, he allowed the demeaning tears to continue. "I just thought I'd have more time with him." His voice was that of a broken man.

  They remained there several moments, wrapped in each other's embrace. Jessie whispered nonsensical words attempting to soothe him, feeling his pain vibrate through her own soul. She doubted he would appreciate the stares of sympathy sent their way from other families. "Do you have any paperwork to fill out tonight?"

  Shaking his head no, he tried to control himself. "There's nothing to do until tomorrow. I’ll need to handle arrangements then." He almost lost it again, and tensed. Jessie's arms around him was the only thing keeping him sane.

  "Then we need to get you home. I have my car here." His weak nod was all the assurance she needed to lead him out of the building. Walking hand in hand back to her car, she couldn't imagine how hard it was on this strong man to realize he couldn't stop what had happened to his father. She'd felt the same way when her own mother died

  Seeing this side of him made her feel even closer to him. He allowed her to drive, and she didn't attempt to speak during the trip back to his place.

  Pulling up in his driveway, she was shocked as his hand gripped hers tightly when she turned off the ignition. Lifting her eyes to him, she was stunned at the emotions filling those deep blue depths. "What is it?" she whispered, sensing he needed to ask her something.

  "You'll stay with me?" God, what was he? Six years old? He thought as the question left his lips. Bad things happened in life. Why couldn't he just suck it up and at least put on a strong front for her?

  "Of course I will." She squeezed his hand back and smiled reassuringly.

  Letting out a relieved breath, he let go of her hand and opened his car door. Walking around, he opened hers and pulled her into his arms, hugging her again. After enjoying the feel of her in his arms for a moment, he released her and they walked into the house.

  Louise greeted them at the front door and wrapped her arms around Chase's neck, crying loudly. "I'm so sorry Chase. Your father was a great man and I just can't believe he's gone." Releasing him, she allowed them to walk through the door. "I'll go put on a pot of coffee." Sniffling through her tears, she walked away quickly.

  They walked into the den and Jessie sat down, feeling uncomfortable. There wasn't anything she could say that was going to make this situation any easier on him. Losing someone you loved was never painless. Louise bringing coffee back took away the awkward silence.

  "Louise, please sit down. You look like you're about to fall off your feet any minute," Jessie whispered compassionately. She had to assume this loss hurt her as well since Chase's father had been her employer for many years.

  Louise served them coffee, and then sat down with them as they sipped it. Jess put her hand on Chase's upper thigh and squeezed lightly. "I'm sorry, Chase, I didn't know your father, but I'm sure he was a really wonderful man." She wished she knew how to comfort him.

  "He would have loved you, Jessie." He gave her a sad smile, knowing she was the type of woman his father always hoped he'd settle down with.

  "Yes, he would have," Louise agreed, smiling through her tears.

  Louise insisted after coffee that Chase try and get some rest, and Jessie and he walked up to his room. She wasn't sure what he needed from her at that moment, and watched as he undressed and climbed into bed, feeling out of her element.

  "Would you just lie with me, Jessie," he said, wanting the comfort of her arms around him. He probably should have encouraged her to go home, but the thought of not having her here made him feel almost bereft.

  Kicking off her shoes, she climbed into the bed, still clothed in her black dress. Sleeping in the outfit was probably not the best idea, but she needed to focus on him and not some stupid dress.

  Pulling her into his arms as she joined him, he held her tightly. It was a strange feeling to want to lean on someone else, but oddly enough, at that moment, he didn't care. He doubted seriously he'd get any sleep tonight, but her comforting embrace soon lulled him into a strange lethargy.

  The scent that was all Chase filled her pleasure. Long after his breathing leveled out, she stayed awake. When he turned on his back to sleep, she allowed her gaze to roam over his perfect physique. Wide shoulders melted into a tanned chest that was free from hair, lowering to washboard abs and his sex. She refused to let her eyes dwell on that organ of pleasure. His thighs were strong and powerful. Enjoying the view, she allowed her gaze to continue down to his muscled calves, and even his perfect feet.

  Forcing her eyes back up to his beautiful, sleeping face, she wanted to trace the hard contours and memorize them so when he finally realized she wasn't good enough for him, she could dream of being here. He was pure male perfection, and her body ached in ways that overwhelmed her. Taking a deep breath, she decided sleep was the only way to escape the need.

  Close to dawn, he awoke and glanced over at the beautiful woman beside him. He'd never brought a woman into his bedroom before her, and twice now she'd awakened with him. It was a feeling he was discovering he really enjoyed. Glancing over her fully clothed body, he shook his head, thinking how uncomfortable she must have been dressed this way all night while he slept like the dead.

  He carefully rolled her over to her side and slid the long zipper down with ease. She moaned softly but he could tell by her breathing she was still asleep. He slid the garment from her shoulder, and then turned her over again just as gently. He worked the other shoulder strap off and managed to lower it. His mouth watered at the sight of her breasts covered by the lacy black bra that cupped her perfectly. He inched the dress down slowly. His hand moved tenderly under her
hips, lifting them so he could slide it off and toss it aside.

  Shivering slightly as the cool breeze moved over her body, she opened her eyes slightly and gazed up sleepily.

  "Go back to sleep, honey. I was just making you comfortable." As she closed her eyes once more, he wished he had the strength of will to tear his eyes away from the perfection of her body. She was small statured, but that didn't take away anything, he decided. It just made the package more enticing. Her softly rounded hips, her perfect hand-sized breasts, even the slight bulge of her abdomen make him ache to slide between her thighs.

  She wasn't fat by any means, he thought, but she definitely didn't look anorexic like the majority of other women in his life before her. He knew better than to keep looking at her, but he just couldn't seem to help himself. The soft scrap of lace covering her core was too enticing, and his fingers were drawn to trace over the outline of her plump nether lips. If her body hadn't responded, perhaps he would have been strong enough to allow her to sleep. The dampness through the thin material as he continued to rub slowly against her was more than he could resist.

  Sliding under the material, he couldn't stop his finger from delving inside her warm heat. Her soft moan of pleasure encouraged him to go further. Her core was sweet perfection, he thought as he slowly withdrew. Bringing his finger to his lips, he suckled the taste of her with pleasure. He knew he should stop, but he didn't want to think about reality at the moment. He only wanted to feel what her delicious body could offer him.

  Rolling over to his bedside table, he opened the drawer and found a condom. He'd bought a box of them after their last time together, vowing to never be unprepared. Sliding it over his engorged cock, he turned back to gaze over the perfection that was all Jessie. Even in her sleep, she was enchanting, he thought. Her soft lips parted as she slowly inhaled and exhaled the peace on her face making her look even more angelic. A better man would have stopped. Working the thin material of her panties down her legs, he tossed it aside, and his finger found her again.

  She was having the most incredible dream, and the sensations were so real she wished she could sleep forever. Her heart felt like it was racing as a long finger slowly rode her, making her hips arch off the bed. Her body wanted more and pushed against the hand giving her such pleasure. Biting her lip, she tried not to cry out as another digit stretched her sex.

  She was so wet, he thought as he parted her thighs and moved between them. Holding his cock in one hand, he pushed forward into her tightness, groaning as her flesh gripped him like a glove. Inching in slowly, he wanted to savor each sensation as she took him to her womb. Watching their bodies join was incredible, and he slowly began to move.

  Her eyes opened slowly, and feeling him riding her, she almost came undone immediately. Waking from a dream to the incredible feel of him embedded so deeply in her was nothing short of amazing. Still languid, she wrapped her legs around his waist. Each slow thrust had her spiraling to the edge so quickly, she cried out his name.

  Feeling her body tense, he increased the rhythm, pleased that she was enjoying how he’d awakened her. He could get used to this, he thought, watching her head fall back. Her eyes closed as she gave in to the ecstasy he was bringing her. Grabbing her wrists, placing them over her head, he never lost a stroke as he held them pinned against the mattress. His thrusts became forceful as he neared his own release, and her silken folds clenching and releasing --almost fighting against the momentum he was building-- was the closest thing to pure rapture he'd ever experienced. Grunting out her name, he had the best orgasm of his adult life.

  When he could breathe again, he rolled her over on top of him. "Hell, Jessie girl, what you do to me!"

  She was just as breathless as he was, and could only lie there gasping for several seconds. That was undoubtedly the most erotic lovemaking of her life, she thought. Who knew that being awakened that way could be so incredible? "I could wake up every morning like that," she said, resting her face against his chest. Realizing what she'd said, she instantly regretted the words, even if they were the truth.

  He chuckled softly, allowing his hands to caress the long silky strands of hair that were now slightly damp. "I'll remember you said that." He was shocked to feel his cock growing hard inside her again already and rolled her over before pulling out. He doubted the condom could handle another round like that, and slid out of the bed to toss it in the trash.

  She watched his every movement, not sure if she should be embarrassed being sprawled out on his bed, but still so relaxed she didn't feel like moving. Chase was such an experienced lover, he'd made her feel things she'd never even dreamed possible, and when he joined her again, she felt guilty, knowing she wanted to experience even more.

  "What's going on in that beautiful mind?" he asked, lowering beside her, resting on his side.

  Lowering her face so as to not meet his eyes, she shook her head. She couldn't tell him what she was really thinking. He'd think she was insatiable.

  "None of that shyness with me, missy." He chuckled and lifted her chin with his hand. "I truly want to know what you're thinking." He didn't add, before I take you for another round. Amazing as it was, his body wasn't ready to stop yet.

  Nibbling on her lower lip, she decided she really didn't have anything to lose by being honest. "I was just thinking there's probably so much you could show me." She whispered the words, glad there was only a small amount of light pouring in from the now rising sun outside, so the blush she could feel on her face wasn't that visible.

  As if he needed any other reason to want her, those words made him feel invincible. "Jessie girl, you may not be able to walk after I show you all the sexual pleasures I've got in store for you. Roll over on your stomach," he demanded hoarsely. The thought of all the ways he could bring her to the brink moved through his mind, and he hoped she was ready to be sore.

  She didn't even think when he told her what he wanted. She turned over and waited for whatever he had in mind next. Hearing him roam around the room, she was almost impatient for him to be back in bed with her.

  Sliding on another condom, he allowed his gaze to fall on her perfect, heart-shaped ass. It was more than he could resist and a hand fell against the pale flesh. He enjoyed the splash of color that immediately appeared. "Such a beautiful vision." Smiling, his large hand caressed the same spot before coming down again on the other cheek.

  Tensing at the strange sensation, she realized there was little painful about what he was doing. Oddly enough, it made her ache for him. When he parted those twin globes, though, her breath caught in her throat. When his finger stroked against her untried entrance, she tensed.

  "Relax, Jessie girl," he said calmly. "I promise I won't take you this way. I just want to explore." Pleased as she relaxed again, he pushed slightly against the tightness of that orifice, and inched his finger in a few inches. He knew this was something it would take months to get her comfortable enough to enjoy with him, but he was looking forward to being her first. Sliding his finger away, he lowered his mouth to find the soft petals of her sex and darted his tongue in and out until she was writhing beneath him in pleasure.

  When she was ready for him, he lifted her up to rest on her elbows and slid into her from behind with unhurried movements. His finger found her other chamber, and slowly entered that untried haven. He knew she was feeling him so much deeper this way, and didn't want to rush it. "Rise up on your hands," he demanded. As soon as she complied, he used one hand to hold her hip, the other hand occupied as his finger rode her slowly.

  The pleasure that soared through her at his action was unbelievable, even if the pressure of his finger was foreign. As he began to ride her, he rotated his digit, stretching her body for the way he would take her one night. He was so deep. She could feel him bumping against her womb. It was like nothing she had felt in her life before. The sensation of being filled both ways was mind blowing.

  Sliding his finger from her, a moan escaped her lips that had him ready to e
xplode.

  Her body tensed and found release almost immediately as his finger pulled away. Dear God I can't believe I feel this much, she thought.

  "I'm not done with you yet, Jessie girl. You’d better hold on." He gripped both of her hips and drove long and hard inside her, then retreated, only to plunge again. He couldn't seem to get enough, and almost didn't want to come as his own body exploded. His mind wasn't ready to stop yet, so his fingers stroked her until she fell apart at the seams. Pulling from her clenching flesh, he wondered how many times he could help her find paradise. Allowing his thumb to push inside her drenched core, he was determined to find out.

  Moving his thumb back to her tight orifice, he pushed inside, the lubrication making it much easier this time. Sliding in and out, he noted she was not resisting him at all and smiled. "Can you come again, Jessie girl? Shall we see?"

  "I can't, Chase," she whimpered softly. Her body had never known so much pleasure and she wasn't sure if she could handle any more.

  "I bet you can, Jessie girl." He chuckled wickedly, allowing his other hand to move around to the front. His thumb slowly rode her untried chamber. With his other hand, he allowed two fingers to pinch her clit. "Come for me, Jessie. Don't deny me." He was exhausted but refused to give up this battle.

  She wanted to beg him stop, even as her body screamed for even more. The sensation of having him touch her this way was almost too much. "Chase, please," she cried out as her body tensed yet again on the brink of fulfillment. Surely she would die from all these incredible sensations, she thought.

  He wasn't giving in and rode her faster with his thumb. Allowing the other two fingers to slide into her core, he plunged deeply. He knew she was capable of great passion. She just needed someone to bring it out in her. "Come now, Jessie girl!" He raised his voice as his fingers continued to crescendo, playing her body expertly until she cried out in completion. "That's my sweet girl," he cooed. Pulling his fingers from her flesh, he turned her over, allowing her to fall back on the bed. Pulling her into his arms, he held her tightly.