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back and whispers, “I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you.”
    Before I can respond, to argue the point, his fingers find my core, effectively silencing me. Chase is so adept, so freaking skilled, that I can no longer think of anything but what he’s doing to me.
    “You’re so wet,” he whispers, shifting beneath me. “It turns me on, Kay, knowing you get this for me, only me.”
    “Only you,” I confirm.
    “Damn straight,” he growls.
    There’s urgency in Chase’s voice, and determination in the way he moves his fingers, circling and plying my clit, moving faster, a little rougher. Chase is suddenly feeling possessive and I like it, a lot . I like it so much that when he slides two fingers into me, his thumb vigorously working my nub, I come apart completely.
    While I’m still climaxing, Chase pulls me roughly to his mouth, as though he has to kiss me. But God, I need to kiss him too. So very, very much.
    Our tongues touch, tasting and exploring. Until, slowly and carefully, Chase rolls me over until I am beneath him. He hovers above me, the way I like, his arms caging me in. The tip of his penis presses at my core. And, God, I’m even wetter than before. With a subtle shift of my hips, he slips right in.
    A moan escapes me, while Chase groans, “Fuck.”
    He lowers his body to me, pressing into mine, giving me more of what I never tire of—more of his weight, more of his cock. As I am stretched and filled by him, he kisses up my neck, over my chin, and to my mouth. With our breaths intermingled, we both still, and he tells me, “I love you.”
    Chase Gartner then gets down to what he does best, fucking.
    I rise to meet his hard thrusts—thrusts that make me cry out his name.
    He pulls out almost all the way at one point, and asks, “Do you love me, Kay?”
    How could I not?
    “Yes,” I pant, writhing. “God, I love you so much, Chase. There aren’t enough words to express how much.”
    And that is when, with one particularly piercing thrust, he fills me again completely.
    I gasp, prompting him to hoist my legs up over his shoulders. He presses his body down to mine, my knees now on either side of my head, and drives into me relentlessly. He makes me say his name again and again, each time more forcefully.
    Soon, I am screaming out, “Chase, yes, Chase,” (among other things) way louder than intended.
    He chuckles, smug that he affects me like this. His hand covers my mouth, and he pumps up into me—once, twice—as he rasps, “My brother may be a sound sleeper, baby girl, but he’s not deaf.”
    He starts to move his hand away from my mouth, but I shake my head, urging him to keep his hand where it is. I like his hand over my mouth, keeping me quiet while he fucks me as only he can do, with power, with finesse.
    He lowers my legs and flattens me to the mattress, his weight pinning me, my already-stimulated nipples tingling as his chest brushes against the hardened peaks. “You like it like this, don’t you?” he asks.
    I nod.
    I am so close, so damn close to coming undone for the second time this night. Chase feels me tensing and picks up the pace. When he lowers his hand to my clit, touching me in the way I like best, I am gone, exploding, my sex milking his cock. Chase releases into me while I ride out my second orgasm of the night.
    While I’m recovering, dizzy and satiated beyond belief, Chase whispers in my ear, “I’m not done with you yet. By my calculations, I owe you four more orgasms.”
    “Fine by me,” I respond.
    Determined man that he is, Chase gets right back to the business of pleasing me. I close my eyes and savor the feel of his soft, full lips as he kisses his way down my body. And true to his word, throughout the next couple of hours, Chase brings me to orgasm after orgasm, with his mouth, his fingers, and a cock that never seems to tire. Lucky me. Eventually, though, we become too exhausted to move.
    I nod off to sleep, but awaken a while later. Slowly, I