I never loved cheer or any of the sports I did for school. The only thing I ever did that was outside of trying to get into a good school, not only because of my father’s name, was riding horses, which is something you could do competitively; but that was mine, and I wasn’t going to turn it into anything other than my passion. Something I truly loved to do because I wanted to. It was never an obligation.
From here on out, I’m not going to be spending days running laps and doing drills. I’m sure I’ll put on some weight, but when I see my stepsister Molly, I don’t think that’s a bad thing. I’ve heard her huff about some of the weight she gained since moving into our home. I think her curves look amazing, but not all men feel the same. The woman I saw Chase with at my father’s event was more than in shape.
“Stay with me.” Suddenly Chase is over me. His hand grips my chin. “You get lost in that head of yours. Stay with me right now. You do that for me, baby girl.” I lick my lips, still tasting him here. I nod my head. That was the whole point of coming here. I need to forget about everything else and take this night. It’s been years in the making for me.
“Chase, I’ve always been with you. More than I want to admit.”
“Baby, don’t say that to me.” He drops his forehead to mine. “You have no idea the thoughts I’ve had about you.” His mouth comes down on mine, taking my breath away.
How long has Chase wanted me? I know I am younger than him. Hell, I’m his best friend's little sister, but in my mind as a little girl, I’d see his parents and think that would be Chase and me one day, but that was unrealistic. They are closer in age. Chase went on with his life while I still had to grow up, but now I’m all grown up, and the man can’t keep his hands off me.
He breaks the kiss, his mouth traveling down my body. “Give me a hickey again and see what happens.”
“I’ll do whatever I want to this body. That’s the rule here.” I want to tell him to shove it up his ass, but all that comes out of me is a whimper of need. Yes, here I let go. There is nothing else other than him and me at this moment. It’s the most freeing experience I’ve ever felt in my life.
His hands cup my breasts, pushing them together as he gives each of them attention. Small moans leave me. I had no clue my breasts could be so sensitive, or maybe it’s just Chase. He makes everything inside of me feel like so much more.
I watch as his mouth descends down my stomach. He pauses and places a few soft kisses there. He mutters something low that I can’t hear before his mouth is between my thighs.
“You always keep yourself bare.” He runs his mouth across the top of my mound, causing goosebumps to break out along my skin.
“Yes, for cheer and when I wear swimsuits.” A lot of girls at school ran out and got tattoos when they turned eighteen. But not me.
I went and got laser treatment. I don’t know why—I just prefer to be bare—but now I suddenly feel a bit self-conscious. The first and only time I told Chase how I felt about him, he said I was too young. I’m sure this, along with the knee socks, aren’t helping that matter. But then again, he was the one to tell me to keep them on.
I try to close my legs, but it's pointless. Chase’s broad shoulders have my thighs spread wide as he takes in every inch of my sex.
“Are you trying to take my pussy from me?”
“Your pussy?” I sit up on my elbows. He suddenly smacks the side of my thigh. I gasp in surprise.
“Rules, little girl.” I glare at him but keep my lips sealed because fuck that was hot. I want him to think I’m mad, but I’m betting how wet I am is telling him the truth about how I feel about all of this. “I love you fucking bare. I get to see every inch of what’s mine.”
Again, I want to run my mouth, but he takes a long lick down the seam of my sex, his tongue flattening out against my clit. My hips buck off the bed, but he quickly pins them down so that I can’t move them again as he dives in.
His mouth feels as though it’s everywhere. The sensation is indescribable. I never imagined it would be like this. It’s both overwhelming and incredible at the same time. My senses are on overload. My first orgasm hits me fast. I’m already so worked up, and seeing Chase’s face buried between my thighs is enough to get me off. I cry out his name, my fingers digging into the bedspread.