Crystal Coast Love Connection (Crystal Coast Romances Book 3) Page 4

  Chase’s smiling face fell, and his eyebrows drooped a tiny bit as his lips pinched to the side. “Wha—you don’t want to?”

  Her eyebrows lifted as her eyes widened, and her jaw opened slightly while she stared down the anaconda-like monster. “I do, but…it’s just, there is such thing as too big!” David’s cock was half that size, and she hadn’t been with anyone else in years. “I’m small. I mean I weigh a hundred pounds soaking wet…I’m pretty tight down there.”

  Chase’s grin returned, and he chuckled. “Yeah, I could tell.” He held up the two digits he’d used to finger her and smirked. “Don’t worry, I stretched you out good, and I’ll take you nice and slow. Okay?”

  Jessica’s stare roamed up and down Chase’s sexy form, and her cunt throbbed. She looked away, thinking for just a second before she replied, “Get a condom.”

  “Yes, ma’am.” He saluted her before walking around the side of the bed to his nightstand and removing a gold foil packet from a box. He tore open the wrapper and sheathed his swaying cock before moving in on her again.

  As he attempted to get between her legs, she shrank away, scooting back across the bed. “Hell no, you lay down on your back.” She yanked at the comforter, covering her naked body with the folded-over edge, and patted on the now exposed sheets.

  “As you wish.” Chase shrugged before getting up on the bed and reclining. Jessica threw off her trappings and straddled him, wrapping her hand around the base of his dick while rubbing her pussy against it. She lifted up on her knees, pressing the head of his cock against the opening and slowly lowering herself down over him. She moved her hips in a circular motion, taking her time to ease down over his girth. He filled her up, stretching her as she slid all the way down to the hilt with a long, moaning grunt.

  He grasped her hips, caressing them. “You okay?”

  She parted her lips, catching her breath. “I’m terrific.” She placed her palms on his pecs, pushing down as she began to ride. His stare bored into her as he moved his hands over her body, teasing all the most responsive areas he’d discovered earlier. Jessica moved with care, positioning his cock so it pushed up against her sweet spot.

  Because he’d already made her come once, her cunt was more sensitive, and another orgasm was stirring just beneath the surface. She lifted and fell, twisting and turning her hips as she worked up the sensations, demanding his cock give her the bliss she craved. He squeezed her ass cheek with one hand while rubbing a finger across one of her lips with the other.

  Jessica opened her mouth, and Chase snaked two fingers inside, rubbing them against her tongue. She wrapped her lips around them and sucked, covering them with a thick layer of saliva. After removing his digits from her mouth, he pulled against her ass, separating the lobes before placing the wet fingers against her asshole.

  She moaned as he caressed the tight pucker while releasing her bun and bringing a thumb to her clit. She leaned forward, putting more weight on his chest as she bucked her hips. He placed pressure against her rim without entering. Her arousal soared to new heights, and her pussy pumped hot juice.

  “Oh, there we go. That’s the look. Your sexy body has accepted my shape.” Before Jessica could respond, he turned the tables on her, sitting up and then rolling over while flopping her over on her back. She braced for a deep, hard pounding, but he pulled out.

  She whimpered as his warmth abandoned her pussy but gasped as he energetically scooted down, covering her throbbing clit with his hot tongue. He lapped at the needy button before tracing the lips and then pushing his tongue inside for a full French kiss.

  Her thigh muscles contracted, and her body trembled. He lifted his head, catching her gaze and giving her a cocky, knowing nod before he pushed three fingers in her pussy, covering them in her nectar before pushing his pinkie inside too. His thumb strummed her clit as he alternated between working his hand back and forth and then side to side. Jessica’s brain was turning to mush as she thrashed about the bed, lost in pleasure.

  She placed her feet on the bed, pushing down on her soles to lift her hips and push back against the erotic assault. She hadn’t even realized he’d finessed his pinkie out of her cunt until it slid into her ass with ease. She moaned and cried out, “Chase, Chase! I want you inside me.”

  He removed his hand from between her legs and positioned his cock at her entrance, pushing right in without resistance. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, and he thrust. This was the best fuck she’d had in years.

  He looked her in the face, a mischievous smile dangling from his lips just before he pulled out of her again. “No!” she begged.

  He snickered as he ducked down to taste her cunt, making her moan. When he came up for air, he had the nerve to smirk at her. Overcome, she rolled over on her hands and knees, lifting her ass in the air like a cat in heat as she pleaded, “Please…”

  “Please?” His hands squeezed her ass. “Tell me what you want.”

  She grimaced. He knows exactly what I want. “Chase,” she said with a whimper.

  “Say it, baby.”

  “Chase!” She arched her back more, pushing her ass up higher.

  “I want to her you say it.” He palmed between her legs.

  “Damn it…I want you to fuck me.”

  “Yes! That’s my girl.” He pierced her in one quick, long stroke, and she lost her strength, bending her elbows and resting her forearms against the mattress.

  He manhandled her hips, pressing his fingertips into what little meat she had on her bones. As he rammed in deep, he yanked her toward him before moving in reverse and repeating the mind-blowingly good action.

  “More!” She pushed against him, lifting her head. “Fuck me.”

  “Oh yeah, that’s how I love it.” He quickened his pace, banging the hell out of her. Her straight hair was flopping around as he jolted her forward and jerked her back, impaling her on his thick cock. She arched her spine and moved with his pace, giving as good as she got.

  “That’s it! Fuck me, Jessie.” His cock was so good she didn’t even take exception to him shortening her name without asking.

  “Don’t you dare stop. Fuck my pussy!” She panted, her legs trembling and her vagina quivering. The urge to clench on him and take her release was difficult to delay. “Ohh!” She squealed as he poked his pinkie into her ass and forced her over the edge. Her cunt melted while the heightened exhilaration shook her in climax.

  Her pussy dripping with her orgasmic fluids, she struggled to remain upright on shaky knees. Chase yanked her toward him hard, grunting as he pushed in so deep it hurt and then continued yanking as if he might get in a little deeper. “Ah! Oh yeah, that was amazing.” He pulled out of her slowly, and she crumpled down on the mattress, breathing raggedly. Still shaky, she curled up on her side and watched as he removed the condom, tied it off, and threw it in a wastebasket beside the nightstand.

  Chase settled on the bed next to her, his chest against her back as he placed an arm around her. He kissed her shoulder and whispered, “You okay?”

  “I’m great.” She huffed and puffed until her breathing returned to normal. He cuddled her close, caressing her. Spending the night hadn’t occurred to her, but she was exhausted. Good sense urged her to jump to her feet, get dressed, and bump out. She blinked, trying to stay awake, but it was no use. She had been wrung dry and depleted of all energy.

  Chapter Three

  The sun peeked through the blinds, hitting Chase’s face. He blinked his eyes open, yawning and stretching slightly as to not disturb his guest. He opened and closed his eyes a few more times while reaching out for Jessica. Huh?

  He felt around on the bed, finding nothing warm to hold on to, and he jerked upward, now wide-awake. She wasn’t in his bed. He didn’t need to check the time on his clock. He always awoke just as dawn broke. Maybe she was in the bathroom. “Jessie?”

  Silence filled the air around him, and he yanked the covers off his body before swinging his legs off the side of the bed
. He had carefully tucked a sleeping Jessica into bed after their amazing romp, but the only thing remaining was the faint smell of her perfume on the sheets. He glanced over to the bench at the foot of the bed. Last night as she snoozed, he had folded her clothes and stacked them there, placing her purse on top to hold them in place and setting her shiny boots just underneath. This morning there was no sign they had ever been there.

  He walked over to his desk in the corner of the room and checked for a note. There was plenty of paper, and a cup filled with several pens and a pencil. He surveyed every inch of the writing space, but she hadn’t left him as much as a sticky note. Maybe she tucked away a note somewhere else. He checked the nightstand but was disappointed again.

  Perhaps he’d have better luck in the kitchen. There was a dry-erase board on the refrigerator where he jotted down items he needed to pick up at the store. Still butt naked, he raced out of his room to see if she’d left a message there. Standing in front of his Whirlpool side-by-side, he scowled, palming his face. No fucking way! I’ve been one-night-standed! You gotta be fucking kidding me.

  Just to be sure, he scoured the kitchen countertops and his living room looking for a sticky note or some other mention of what an awesome time she’d had fucking his brains out. His shoulders slumped, and he frowned as he headed to his bathroom, but his hopes of finding sweet nothings scrawled in lipstick on his mirror were soon dashed. He took a piss and washed his hands, racking his brain for why she would have sneaked out on him.

  Maybe she sent me a text. He checked his phone. There was a message from Baxter about finding Chase’s scarf in his car but nothing from Jessica. Car…huh…could she have left me a note on the windshield of mine? He jogged to the door and almost dashed out but remembered he was in the buff at the last minute and went back to his room.

  He threw on a short-sleeved athletic shirt, a pair of running shorts, and some white socks before grabbing his cross-trainers out of the closet. Once he was all suited up for a run, he grabbed his keys and jetted out the door. Noting the lack of anything shoved under his windshield wipers, he frowned. He stood in the driveway and stretched before starting to jog. He crossed the street and made his way down the beach access bridge for his morning run.

  He channeled all of his disappointment, hurt pride, and any other emotional turmoil into his exercise, his feet beating heavily against the sand, packing it down as he sprinted with the wind at his back.

  As his heart rate went up, his mind cleared, and he considered the facts. They had fucked, and it had been awe-inspiring. She came more than once, so bad sex was not the reason for her unannounced exodus. Maybe she felt insecure. They had only met twice, and they hadn’t exactly been on a date last night. Yet, she had propositioned him, even suggesting they do it in a public restroom. He’d found her boldness exciting, but she’d have no way of knowing as much. Running scared due to embarrassment could certainly be the answer.

  Chase continued to run, not making eye contact with any of the other people out searching for sea shells or walking their dogs. Jessica was the only thing on his mind. He had her phone number but didn’t even know where she lived. He didn’t even know her last name. Wait, she mentioned having to work today.

  He stopped in his tracks, recalling the prior evening’s conversation. Chase didn’t have to work on weekends, but she’d be stuck paddling a canoe around Creech Island. A smile curved the edges of his lips, and he raised his eyebrows as an idea popped into his head.

  Chase turned on his heel and began running in the opposite direction toward his home. He was sure he and Jessica had made a connection last night even if she wasn’t ready to admit it. Plus, if Jessica thought she could blow his mind, prove herself to be his perfect sexual equal and then disappear from his life, she had another think coming.

  As soon as he got home, he grabbed his cell phone and Googled the phone number for the aquarium, and then dialed them up. A man answered, announcing his name and thanking him for calling Fort Merryweather Aquarium.

  “Hi, it seems like I heard something about you guys having canoe tours around Creech Island.”

  “Oh, yes, sir, and they’re great fun with lots to see and do. Do you enjoy fishing and crabbing?”

  Chase smirked. “Yep, sure do.”

  “We actually have a spot open on our tour today, but it starts in one hour.”

  “Is that right? I can make that. Let me grab my debit card so you can reserve it for me.” Chase picked up his wallet and opened it. Game on, my pretty, petite princess…game on.

  * * * *

  When Chase arrived at the meeting place by the salt marshes, Jessica was busy assisting a young kid and his father get fitted in their life jackets. Chase stood back and quietly observed as she worked. She was good with the little boy, joking with him as she helped him.

  As soon as she finished with them, Chase said, “Miss, I could use some help with my life jacket.”

  She turned around to face him, and their gazes locked. She stiffened her back, her eyes widening and the professional smile on her face melting as her jaw dropped. She covered, pasting on a smile that didn’t reach her eyes as she picked up a life jacket, checking the size before walking over to him. “What are you doing here? I’m working,” she said in a whisper.

  “To be fair, you invited me last night. You made the tour sound like so much fun at the restaurant, I couldn’t resist checking it out.” He grinned, eyeing her smugly.

  Her nostrils flared, and she raised an eyebrow over her fake smile. Even still, she looked pretty damn hot in her skintight long-sleeve turquoise-and-gray swim shirt and ankle-length neoprene pants. “Is that right? Well, get your life jacket on. It’s time to go over safety guidelines.” She turned and then walked away from him, taking her place in the middle of two other guides. After she told the group her name, she introduced her coworkers as Brian and Sarah.

  Jessica and the other two tour guides took turns going over the rules. A lot of it was standard stuff, but of course, they had to say it because there was always that one person who would do something idiotic. Just then, Baxter’s goofy face flashed in his mind, and he held back the urge to laugh. I could totally see that guy standing up in a canoe.

  Chase didn’t want to be a total dick and disrupt Jessica’s work flow, so he got in Brian’s boat. “Whoa, look at those guns. I’m going to have some great help rowing today,” Brian said, patting Chase on the shoulder.

  “Happy to help,” Chase replied.

  The wind wasn’t particularly harsh that morning, and it was about sixty degrees outside, so Chase wasn’t cold in his rolled-up khakis and pullover hoodie. Brian said the water they were moving through was teaming with mullet, mackerel, and flounder, making Chase wish he’d brought his fishing gear.

  Since Chase enjoyed grueling physical exercise, the light paddling required to get to the island reserve was easy. As he rowed, he took the opportunity to peep over at Jessica. Her canoe was a little way ahead of the one he was in. Just like with her running, she had amazing form while paddling.

  He’d noticed her fitness level last night too. She had tight abs and well-defined muscles in her arms and thighs, and then there was that ass. What a fantastic ass! Jessica’s bottom was small but pert, and she’d used her muscles on him like a champ, squeezing his cock while bucking her hips in time with his thrusts. She was the only woman who had ever held her own with him in bed, and he’d be damned if he was just going to let her slip away.

  Once they landed on the estuary, most of the group settled down on the beach. Most of them seemed interested in crabbing and shelling, but Chase found himself drawn to the flora and fauna just a short walk away. As he got closer to some egrets, someone tapped on his shoulder.

  He turned his head and was treated to Jessica’s angry but beautiful expression, her pretty light brown eyebrows knitted at him as she asked, “Where are you wandering off by yourself? I can’t have anyone getting lost on my watch.”

  “Maybe you should ke
ep me company. I just want to hike a little and see what I can find.”

  She sighed. “Fine.” Then she pulled her walkie-talkie out of the holster on her pants and radioed one of the other guides. “I’ve got a wanderer to keep an eye on. I won’t let him go far. Over.”

  “Ten four,” Brian answered. “We’ll contact you if we need you. Over.”

  They hiked a short way with Jessica leading. She pointed out different species of birds as they traveled. He loved how knowledgeable and passionate she was when she spoke. She was telling him about some of the blue herons nearby when Chase noticed something slither close by her foot. “Hey, watch out for the snake.”

  He had expected her to jump, but Jessica merely glanced down where he was pointing. “That’s not a snake. It’s a glass lizard.”

  “Looks like a snake,” Chase replied.

  “Yeah, he does because he doesn’t have legs, but he has moveable eyelids, external ears, and an inflexible jaw. All that outs the little guy as a lizard.”

  Chase tilted his head forward, looking at her with wide eyes and a slightly dropped jaw. “I’m impressed. You know your stuff.”

  She looked around nervously, then asked in a low voice. “Is that why you showed up here? To make sure I’m worth my salt as a marine biologist?”

  “Nah, I just wanted to see you.”

  She pursed her lips in a grim line, folding her arms over her chest. “You have my phone number.”

  He bent forward to get closer to her eye level. “Don’t take that tone with me. You’re the one who ran out without so much as a word, a note, or a text. How do you think I felt when I woke up all by my lonesome?”

  Jessica snorted. “You shitting me?”

  “Nope, and as for your phone number, based on how you coldly sneaked out on me in the middle of the night, I assumed you’d block me.” The sideways look on her face told him he was right on target. “Seriously?”

  She looked down at the ground, playing with her hair nervously as she answered. “I didn’t think it would bother you.”