by Grey, Chloe
“You’re right, man. It won’t be easy, but I’ll figure it out.”
“Of course it’s not. Why do you think they pay so much? They want to trap people here for as long as they can. Having someone like you, Chase—you’re bringing us more work. People are talking about how good you are, and getting their friends in to have their cars checked here. You have a real understanding of vehicles, which is what happens when you’ve been working on them for as long as you have. Listen. What happens during the day keeps the place legitimate. What happens at night keeps the lights on. Unfortunately, that’s the problem. You have to make the best choice for you, otherwise you’re going to end up in prison. I’ve been there a couple of times for being involved in all this, but we have good lawyers on our side, thanks to the big boss.”
Chase paused, thinking. He was surprised to hear David had been in prison. Unable to stop himself, he asked, “Does my mother know about all this? Is her husband the big boss? Or is it someone below them?”
“You know I can’t tell you that.” David grimaced. “Get back to work. We have a lot to get done tonight. Tomorrow’s going to be just as busy, but you don’t ever have to worry about that. Bringing you in was the last thing I wanted to do, and if you hadn’t been my only choice, I wouldn’t have asked.”
“Why was I your only choice?”
“I think I can trust you to keep your mouth shut if something happens.” Without another word, David headed to the back.
It was so surreal, he hardly believed it was happening. I have to get out of this job.
Chapter 12
Meaghan walked into the apartment after work. She wasn’t surprised to find how wonderful it smelled. Chase had sent her a text he planned to make dinner. It was probably going to be premade frozen lasagna from a local specialty shop, but she was happy he made the effort.
“Hey, sweetie.” She kissed his cheek. “What are we having?”
“Lasagna.” He smiled at her. “It’s your favorite.”
“Is it a special occasion?”
“I love you. What other reason do I need?”
“So you aren’t trying to get on my good side?”
She noticed his hesitation before he answered.
“I don’t need to.”
She could hear the shakiness in his voice, and found herself wishing she had imagined it.
“I think I could have made this from scratch,” he continued. I was bored out of my mind today.”
“Oh, yeah, they gave you the day off after you worked so late last night. I forgot. So, was the boredom relaxing at least?”
“A bit. And I wanted to show you how much you mean to me. Through your tummy.”
He was laying it on thick. Something was up. “You’re worried about something.”
“Meg, I’m not sure if you noticed, but I’m almost always worried about something.”
“Is it your mom? Have you had a talk yet?”
“No. I told you, I’m not ready to go over the gory details of why she left me. I can’t go that deep yet. It’s too painful. Look…I’m not worried.”
“You can’t hide this forever. I can see it all over your face. You’re worried about something in particular.”
“Am I?”
“Chase…”
“Okay. I am a little.” He sat in the couch. “I keep thinking about what might happen if I lose the job I have. I wish I could stop, but we need the money.”
“It’s just a job, even if you’re working for your mom’s new husband. You can look for something while you’re still working there, and move on if you want to. Or you can quit at the end of the summer.”
“I think I’ll start looking before I quit. I can’t handle being bored like this.”
She sat next to him. “Tell me something. Why do you want to leave all of a sudden?”
“I’ve put aside quite a bit. I’ve checked our finances. Even without that cash my mom gave us, I have enough. We’ll be fine until next summer.”
She sighed. “I wish we could both get a week off before school starts back.”
“That’s a great idea. We can go camping, or take a road trip somewhere. We can go see Jennifer.”
“I wish, hun. One of the new waitresses quit. It’s already so hard, spending all the time on our feet, dealing with customers. When they see it first hand, most of them end up leaving.”
“You don’t have to take on more shifts, do you?”
She nodded. “For a little while.”
“Why? Can’t they just figure it out?”
“Debbie and I are splitting them between us. We’re the ones they give the extra hours to. They know we can handle it.”
“I think you need to take a break, Meg. You can’t keep working like this.”
“If I don’t, they’ll give it all to Debbie. And she’ll burn out for sure.”
“I still haven’t met Debbie.”
“You will soon. She’s having a difficult time at home.”
“You two have become good friends, haven’t you? That’s nice.”
“Yeah, she’s really sweet. Her husband Joey lost his job, and can’t seem to find something in his field. Debbie already so stressed. She’s taking on all the extra shifts she could, but with their kids, there’s only so much time she can work. When they aren’t so busy, the four of us should do something. Or we can invite them here for dinner.”
“I hope things work out for them. And sure, we can do something together. But I still think you’re working too hard. It’s not your problem, or Debbie’s problem either. Let the owners figure it out.”
“You know, I could say the same for you, Chase. You weren’t home until after three this morning.”
“Yes and that’s why I want to quit. Worst case scenario, I’ll stay until the end of the summer. Once school starts, I’ll find a different job. Something flexible, but nothing where I have to work night shifts.”
Meaghan smiled at him and stood up. “I’m going to get changed.”
“Okay, hun. I’ll keep dinner warm until you’re done. All that’s left is to put the garlic bread under the grill when you get out. That won’t take long.”
Meaghan nodded and made her way to the bathroom, still wondering what Chase wasn’t telling her. There was something else. Sighing, she brushed a hand through her hair and undressed to take a shower.
She let the water run for a while before stepping in. Her muscles were sore. She needed it extra hot. When it was ready, she let the steamy water fall down her back and pushed her hair aside for some relief on her neck. She leaned into the spray and filled her bath sponge with body wash.
Chase stepped into the shower.
“Hey. Aren’t you cooking?”
“It’s all ready, babe. I thought you could use some help in here,” he said, turning her into the spray.
He placed his hands on her shoulder and massaged out the tense spots.
“Oh, God…That feels good, honey,” She said, lifting her hair higher so he could work on her neck.
She soaped herself as he massaged down her back.
“How does that feel, right there?” he asked.
“Heavenly…don’t stop yet.”
Continuing to massage her outer shoulders, he nipped tenderly on her neck.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned, feeling a warmth emanate from her core.
She leaned back into his body. His cock was hard, and throbbed against her back. He reached his hands around and massaged her breasts, and her stomach clenched. As tired as she was from her shift, she didn’t think she still had energy or desire, but Chase knew how to touch her and make her body come alive.
He pulled her a step back from the water. “Press your hands on the tiles. Right there, below the shower.”
The move bent her forward at the perfect angle for the spray of the shower to fall mostly on her neck and back. It was also the perfect position for him to enter her from behind.
He moved farther back and bent to massage from her ankle,
up to her calves, to her quads and hamstring, avoiding her ass and moving to her lower back. She arched her back in reaction, sticking her ass up, desperate for his touch and his cock. He moved his arms around to her lower stomach, getting close to her bush, but never touching her pussy.
“I want you baby,” she called to him. “Fill me.”
“Are you ready for me?” he asked.
“Stop teasing and fuck me,” she growled low.
Chase moved his hands back to her hips. She felt his hard wet cock at her entrance and pushed back onto it.
“Oh….God…” She moaned when he pressed it inside.
She pulled her arms down lower on the shower wall and popped up on her tiptoes. It intensified the erotic sensations as he pumped into her. She was ecstatic he held nothing back, and let him know vocally, keening, head falling forward, mouth open.
She felt him press down on her lower back some more. The angle was pure ecstasy, allowing his cock to slam her g-spot with each thrust.
“Fuck!”
Her orgasm spread out from her core and spiraled up so quickly it made her legs shake and shudder. She pushed back into his cock, mirroring his plunges to heighten her climax. He came with her now, and growled out as he flooded her womb with his wet heat.
“How was that?” he panted out his question. “Feeling better now?”
“Yes baby. Now I’m just hungry.”
***
Chase got dinner on the table while Meaghan took her time to blow dry her hair. When she came out, they filled their plates and took it to the living room. The TV was on. Eating and watching TV became their after-work routine.
Before she was finished half her plate, he went for second.
“Were you hungry, love?” she asked.
“I’m always hungry.” He glanced over at her. “And you need to eat more and play with your food less. It’s not as good when it’s cold.”
Smiling, she took a small bite. “We really do need to think about using the kitchen table. We never use it.”
Chase laughed as he walked back to sit beside her with another full plate. “Yeah, but the only place I’ve ever eaten at the table is at Jennifer’s. Or a restaurant, but that’s different.”
Meaghan picked up a slice of garlic bread and crunched into it. “True I guess.”
“Speaking of restaurants, I want to take you out to dinner this weekend. Do you still have Saturday night free?”
“Okay hun. I think I’m off. I’ll check my schedule in a while.”
“Good. We need to get out more.”
“Yes. We both just work too much.” She leaned her head on his shoulder. “I want to enjoy our free time again.”
“And the sooner I switch jobs, and you get them to stop giving you overtime, the sooner we’ll be able to have more fun. I want to get crazy with you, Meg. I don’t want to feel so old and boring. We’re too young for that.”
“Since when do you want to get crazy? You’re the responsible one, remember? I’m the crazy one.”
“I’ll show you crazy tonight in your bed, woman,” he teased.
“I can’t wait.”
Chapter 13
Chase stripped another silk tie from the kit he had bought at a lingerie shop on his way home earlier. He wasn’t sure if Meaghan would go for it, but figured it would be worth it if she did. He wrapped it tenderly around her wrist. Meaghan watched him closely, seeming unsure about this idea of his. She had said she would try it at least once, and with this being his first time too, he had no qualms.
What he was about to do was one of those things that required trust. He cringed at the thought at first—he had been lying to her about work; he didn’t feel he deserved trust. If only for that reason, he made a point of showing her extra care and tenderness now. She had become his world; he would never intentionally hurt her.
When he had told her what they were going to do after dinner, at first she thought he was joking. He wasn’t. And when she saw he was serious, she had tilted her head like she was considering it, and then said, “Sure.” That was the Meaghan he knew. So open. So willing to try new things. And when he got her to spread out in her bed, she told him she was so wet already, just thinking about it.
“Are you sure?” He asked her for the hundredth time.
She nodded. “Yes. I won’t change my mind, Chase. If I don’t like it, I’ll tell you to stop.”
“I just want to be sure.”
“I trust you.”
The words stung, but he smiled, trying to hide that nagging guilt. He adjusted the knot so it wouldn’t dig into her wrist.
“Try to pull free.”
Meaghan did, letting go of the iron bars of the headboard, and yanking on her arms. She couldn’t get free.
“Good. This is when the fun begins.” His smile grew to a grin. She echoed the gesture.
“What do I have to do?”
“Nothing,” he said over his shoulder.
He climbed out of bed and faced her, slowly stripping off his clothing. She looked at him, her mouth half open at first. She bit down on her bottom lip when his boxers came off. He took a minute to admire her too. She was spread out naked on the middle of the bed. She told him she loved the coolness of the sheets on her back, the heat of the room on her chest. It sounded like she was slightly nervous. He was nervous too. Nervous and hard as a rock, looking at her.
Her arms were stretched high over her head, thrusting her breasts up. One of her legs was spread across the bed and tied to the foot of the bed. The other leg, he left unbound. Her pussy was glistening wet.
She shifted a bit, probably under his scrutiny.
“Don’t move, Meaghan. I want to memorize you like this.”
She stilled and closed her eyes.
“That stare is too intense, hun. You’re making me self-conscious.”
“And excited too, I hope ,” he whispered. “How wet are you right now, baby?”
“I can’t believe I’m soaking wet from just laying here with you watching me. The air is hitting my clit. Everything is stimulating me right now.”
“Good, baby.”
“You’d better touch me before I come without you.”
“I guess I’d better,” he answered, climbing back into bed.
His fingers traced along her body—from the side of her cheek down her neck, past her collarbone. He stopped and leaned down to kiss the spot. She hissed her pleasure. He continued with his fingers trailing down to the peak of her nipple, over to the ridges of her ribs, and down to circle her navel.
He made his way down to her mound and gently touched her clit. It was already swollen, already aching to be touched. He circled it with the tip of is index finger. Her moist lips spread at that first contact of pressure on her clit. Her juices leaked from her core, pooling between her lips and coating her inner thighs.
He could smell her arousal. He had to fight hard to resist the urge to fuck her senseless right now. Her eyelids closed and her pelvis lifted. She rubbed herself against his hand.
“I love how you’re so gentle with me. So tender.”
“I will always be, Meaghan. With you.”
She pulled at her arms, forgetting she was tied up. “Chase, untie me.”
“No, Meaghan. Close your eyes again. Let’s go all the way.”
Meaghan sighed, and relaxed again.
His fingers traced her slit while his tongue played with her clit. He kissed her inner thighs. He lapped at her slit and looked up at her. She moaned, her eyes fluttering open.
“Close them.”
She smiled, following his order.
His tongue pushed between her folds and tasted her. His fingers took over at her clit. Her legs flexed and shuddered, and she came with a shriek, releasing her juices in his mouth.
“One,” he whispered.
She peeked an eyelid open and cocked her head at him. “One?”
“Close your eyes, Meaghan!”
“But?”
“I’ll tell
you later.”
“Promise?”
“Promise. Now close your eyes and keep them closed.”
She did, and he moved on the bed to rest beside her. Taking a breast in his mouth, he licked and tasted her. One hand played with her other breast, and the other was positioned at her pussy. With three fingers, he pumped into her, his thumb pressing and teasing her clit.
It was overwhelming. Everything he did overwhelmed his senses. He could only imagine how she felt.
She panted for breath. All of a sudden she begged him to move harder, faster. She yanked again on her bindings to no avail, and came again.
“Two.”
He moved on top of her, aligned at her entrance. She lifted her pelvis to meet him, but he needed no urging. His cock pierced her slowly and she screamed. She came again when he was seated fully inside.
“Three,” he said. It was barely a whisper.
He started to thrust into her pliant body. She was his. He quickened his pace and slammed her to the bed with every plunge of his cock. She yelled out his name. He thrust her hips to the bed a final time. Fireworks exploded behind his eyes and they came together, his own shout ringing in her ears. Pressing his forehead to hers, they both struggled to catch their breath.
“Four, one, Meaghan.”
“I love you, Chase.”
“I love you too.”
When she caught her breath a few minutes later, she asked, “Why the counting?”
“Because my goal for our wedding night is to make you come ten times. You have been warned.”
She beamed out a smile and he kissed her again. He had never been happier.
***
It was the middle of the night. Chase had kept track. She was on number seven. They had had some sleep, but were at it again. He kissed her, unable to stop himself. Being with her, seeing her so free and happy, gave him a measure of peace. He thrust a little deeper inside. The sound that escaped her lips conveyed her approval.
When his phone rang, he ignored it. Answering it in the middle of something like this was rude. But whoever it was obviously wanted to get through. They kept calling back, over and over.
