Giving Chase (12 page)

This was something more than great sex. More than physical. This was deeper. She swiveled her hips experimentally and his eyes flew open wide and he groaned.

“Oh, I see you like that.” A throaty laugh bubbled from her and she did it again, this time tightening her inner muscles around him.

The truth was that at almost twenty-seven, Maggie had only had sex—well, intercourse—with three men. Now four. She wasn’t very experienced. Adding up even the four men, she’d actually only done it ten times total and it’d been a year since the last time. Although if the other times had felt this good, she didn’t think she could have withstood a year-long break. She felt vastly inexperienced next to Kyle but he made her feel like it didn’t matter to him at all.

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“I like everything you do, but that was quite exceptional. Do it again,” he said in a hoarse voice as he brought his hands up to cup her breasts, kneading them and rolling her nipples between agile fingers.

Her head lolled back, arching her back, bringing a change in her angle over him. This brought his thrusts even deeper into her. Swiveling at the same time he rose to press into her brought a gasp from both of them. The intensity of the contact was immense. One of his hands slid down her belly to her pussy where he gathered her honey up to her clit, slowly circling it as she rode him.

Suddenly her back went straight as electric pleasure rode through her, bringing climax in its wake. She moaned his name once before losing speech as the erotic assault pulled her under.

The rippling and pulsing of her pussy around him, combined with her cries of pleasure pushed Kyle over with her. The muscles on his arms corded with exertion as he moved her body over his own while the flush of her climax crept over her skin.

After what had to be one of the most intense orgasms of her life, she went boneless, collapsing onto him, utterly unable to move. Gently, he rolled her to the side and pulled out of her and she whimpered at the loss of contact.

“I need to deal with the condom, Red. I’ll be right back.” He jumped up to run into his bathroom and came back quickly, sliding into the bed next to her, pulling her into him.

They must have fallen asleep because the candles were almost burned down completely when Maggie opened her eyes. One of Kyle’s legs was thrown over her thighs and his arm was curled around her. She lay there for a few minutes, enjoying the way he felt against her body, his breathing against her hair, the anchoring sweetness of his fingers

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threaded through her own. She felt totally satisfied. Physically and emotionally.

After some time, she craned her neck to look at the clock. Seeing the time, she sighed.

“Hey, Red.” Kyle stirred as he awoke and kissed her thoroughly.

“Hey. Sorry I woke you. It’s after two. I should probably go home.” He tightened his grip and burrowed his face into her neck. “Why? I like you right where you are. You’re so warm and sweet. You smell so good. Plus, it’ll be a lot easier to have sex with you again if you’re actually here. Naked.”

She smiled. “Well isn’t it against the rules to have me stay over?”

“Which rules are those? Is this from the mysterious hot guy rule book you referenced the other day? I must tell you, Red, you need to stop worrying about all these supposed rules.” She socked him playfully. “Don’t make fun! I’m not good at this. I don’t know how to do it.”

He looked at her, his lascivious grin back in place. “I don’t know about that, Red. It felt like you knew how to do it pretty darn well to me.”

“That’s not what I was talking about and well, if you must know, that was only the eleventh time I’ve ever done it. I know it seems like I’m easy, but that isn’t the case.”

“You’re a natural then. And I’ve told you before, you don’t seem easy, not by a long shot. You’re wonderful.” He chuckled but his soul roared with satisfaction. Only eleven times? He loved that about her. That she was a natural sex bomb turned him on immensely.

“Easy for you to laugh, you’re an ace at this.”

“Thanks for the compliment. I’m glad you think so.” She sighed in frustration. “You’re deliberately trying to confuse me and yank my chain.”

“No, I want you to yank mine.” He wiggled his eyebrows and she dissolved into laughter and he kissed the tip of her nose. “Maggie, I
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you to stay the night. I
want
to wake up with you in the morning. I don’t have a rule book. I just go by what I feel. This is all new to me too, you know. You’re the first woman who’s ever slept in this bed. I’m not normally a spend-the-night-with-me kind of guy. I told you, I’m wooing you, Margaret Wright.”

She snorted and snuggled back into him. “In that case, I’ve got to tell you that wooing has totally exceeded my expectations. By the way, I have the day off tomorrow. Are you going back to work?”

“You temptress! I do have to work, but I can do it from my office downstairs. Why? Are you actually opening up enough to spend the day with me?”

“I thought we could at least have a nice breakfast.”

“And lunch and don’t forget I’m making you dinner. You did already agree to have dinner with me. I think you should just stay in my bed all day, naked. I’ll bring you anything you need, including me.” She cracked a smile. “I like you, Kyle Chase.” He sobered and kissed her, a bare brush of his lips across hers. “Oh good, ‘cause I like you too, Maggie. A whole hell of a lot.”

“Enough to cough up that coffee ice cream you lured me over here with?”

He burst out laughing. “For a tiny little thing, you sure eat a lot.”

“I have a fast metabolism.”

He sat up. “It sounds good. Let’s go.” He pulled on a pair of sweats and she grabbed what she thought was her shirt but it was his. Moving to put it down and look for her own shirt, he startled her when he put a hand on her arm. “No, put it on.”

She pulled on his shirt and buttoned it up. Of course, she had to roll the sleeves a few times and the hem came to her knees but shivers ran down her spine when she caught him watching her with that lazy cat look of his.

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“Damn, this will change the way I feel every time I hear Keith Urban sing, ‘You Look Good In My Shirt’. You look so good that I want to throw you right back down on the mattress and climb between those thighs of yours.”

“Later, I want ice cream,” she said and it ended on a squeal because he lunged at her. She ran past him and down the stairs laughing.

He dished up two bowls of ice cream and they spread out a blanket on the living room floor, watching a movie while they ate. Or they watched the beginning of a movie anyway.

Kyle took her bowl and put it aside. “Done eating?” She cocked her head at him. “Well, since I allowed you to take my bowl without protest, I’d say yes.”

“Good. Because I’m not done eating.” His lips curved up and she gasped as he pushed her back onto the blanket. Making quick work of the buttons on her shirt, he pushed it off. She looked up at him, watching his eyes as he devoured her with his gaze. Smiling like the Cheshire Cat, he reached out and brought his bowl over.

With a yelp, she nearly shot up off the floor as he drizzled ice cream over her breasts. But soon that yelp became a moan as he licked up the sweet liquid with the flat of his tongue. The cold ice cream followed by the heat of his tongue gave her goose flesh.

“Hmmm, where else would this ice cream taste good?” He raised an eyebrow as he spooned it down her belly and over her thighs.

She watched him as he licked his way down her belly and over her thighs. He pushed them open. “I need my hands, Red. Hold yourself open for me so I can lick all of you.”

Her breath caught but she did as he asked.

His cold tongue licked up through the folds of her pussy and around her clit and she couldn’t resist rolling her hips.

“Sweeter than ice cream and I can eat it in any weather,” he murmured against her.

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Her hips raised up involuntarily and she whispered his name. “You like that, Maggie?” he murmured and flicked his tongue over her clit.

“Damn, but your pussy is sweet. Sweet and wet.” He pressed a finger deep into her and shuddered as the walls of her pussy gripped him. “I like that you’re so slick for me.”

She was beyond a place where she could form the words to tell him how good he felt there between her thighs. All she had were whimpers and breathless sighs as her head slowly moved from side to side. The muscles in her thighs and abdomen began to tremble as orgasm approached.

When he hooked his fingers inside her and found her sweet spot she rolled her hips and cried out. The pleasure was sharp edged, nearly too much to bear.

“Yes, Maggie. Come for me, honey,” he said just before he slowly sucked her clit into his mouth, grazing his teeth over it just slightly.

In a rush of intense sensation, her climax drowned her as her very cells exploded in heat and light and pleasure. Wave after wave shuddered through her in a seemingly endless pattern. Wringing her out, flooding her mind and body.

He continued, not stopping until he’d pushed her into another aftershock orgasm and she sobbed with pleasure and the intensity of feeling, finally pushing his head away and begging him to stop.

Afterwards, his lips on hers tasted of sugar and ice cream and her.

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The next morning, Maggie opened her eyes and saw that she and Kyle were laying on his living room floor with a blanket thrown over them. She stretched with a wince. Man, that was some work out. Each of those aches was well earned and she planned to enjoy the memory of the night before with each and every protest of her muscles.

She sat up slowly and finally noticed that he’d been watching her.

She made a mental shrug. It was too late to be embarrassed now, he’d seen her,
had her
, in many combinations just a few hours before.

He pulled on a corkscrew curl and let it go as his brother had done.

“Matt was right. That is fun.” He did it a few times more.

She raised an eyebrow at him. “Finished? I need a shower and all of my stuff is at my house.”

“You’re not leaving here. At least not yet. You can wear my shirt with your jeans until you go home to change. I’ll even lend you a pair of my underwear.”

“Which will hang to my knees.” She snorted and then remembered what had happened to her own favorite pairs of underwear and shuddered with revulsion.

“Why the shudder? Do I disgust you?”

“It’s not you. I was just thinking about underwear and then about my underwear that got stolen. And that’s just icky. I feel the need for some retail therapy.”

“Retail therapy?”

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She turned to him, eyes widened. “You don’t know what retail therapy is? I thought you were an expert on women?” He threw back his head and laughed. “I thought so until I met you.

Now I think that I was an expert on bimbos and I’m woefully uneducated about real women. So teach me.”

She gave him a smug smile. “Good answer. Anyway, retail therapy is shopping. It’s what some women do as a pick me up when they’re down.

Although in this case, I’m not down in the traditional sense, things are going pretty well for me right at the moment.” She looked at him and fluttered her lashes. “No, I need to exorcise a demon. A nasty perverted rat bastard demon named Alex who came into my house and pawed through my panties and stole every single pair of my favorite ones.”

“Let me do the work I need to, it should take me about an hour and a half or so. Go home, get showered and changed, bring us back some breakfast and coffee and then you and I are going panty shopping.”

“You? A man? Wants to come shopping with a woman? For clothes?”

“Ah, but not for clothes, not for skirts or shoes.” He shuddered. “For lingerie. And that, my love, is a whole different story. Any time you want to shop for silky underwear, I’ll gladly accompany you.”
Did I just call her,
my love?
He thought about it for a second and realized he wasn’t panicked about it the way he would have been if he’d said it to any other woman. Of course, he never had said it to another woman.

Ohmigod, did he just call me, my love?
She panicked and then realized, after a moment that it felt totally natural. “I’ll warn you, I have very discriminating tastes with respect to lingerie. I go to Atlanta for it.”

“Good, we can get lunch there.” He stood and helped her up, swatting her behind as she went up the stairs to grab her pants and the rest of her clothes.

“I can’t wear your shirt, it’s cold out. My pullover is much warmer.” She pulled on her jeans without underwear and a slow sexy smile broke over his face.

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Grabbing the pullover from her hands, he turned and pulled something out of his closet, tossing it at her. “There. It’s wool. Very warm.”

She pulled it on, without a bra and had to fold the sleeves up a few times. It smelled like him and felt heavenly against her skin. It was huge on her but it was warm and he looked like he was going to devour her.

“My sweater and no bra, I feel like it’s Christmas morning! I just want to bend you over something. All those alpha male instincts are aroused.” Of course, that wasn’t the only thing aroused. The man could really talk a good game. He made her tingly just listening to him and he wasn’t even really trying.

Grinning, he walked her out. “Oh, you don’t have your car. I drove.” He reached over and grabbed his keys off the table at the entry hallway.

“Take my car. That’s my house key, just let yourself back in when you’re finished. I’ll get to work now. Don’t forget to bring back coffee and breakfast.”

He kissed her silly and fought a smile as she got into his car and had to adjust the seat forward. He opened the garage door for her and stood there as she pulled away.

Maggie’s house was fine when she got home. No broken windows, nothing taken that she could see. Checking the locks one last time, she headed up to take a long hot shower to work out the kinks in her muscles from the repeat performances on the living room floor at two thirty in the morning. Catching sight of what looked like carpet burn on her ass, she giggled as she toweled off. Who’d have ever thought that she, Maggie Wright, would get rug burn from oral sex on Kyle Chase’s floor!

Quickly drying her hair, she got dressed, put on a minimal amount of makeup and went down to check her messages and with a smile, got back on her way.

She stopped off at the café and placed an order for two deluxe breakfasts with pancakes and smoked ham to go and headed back to

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Kyle’s place. When she unlocked the door and turned back to grab the food she’d set down, he was there, smiling at her. Taking the bags from her hands he dropped a kiss on her forehead.

“Hey, Red, set the coffee on the table. I’ll bring the food, plates are already out.” He started opening containers and popping things in his mouth.

“Knock it off. Sheesh, you’re a hound dog in more than one way. I don’t take kindly to my potatoes being purloined.”

“Me? A hound dog?” He grinned as he sat down next to her and she started filling their plates with the huge amount of food she’d brought.

“I got two deluxes with ham. I hope you like ham.” She knew he did of course, remembering his request for a ham sandwich from his mother a few nights before.

“I love ham, and eggs, and potatoes and toast and pancakes. This is perfect.” He put three small chunks of potato back on her plate. “To replace what I stole.”

Snorting, she speared them on a fork and ate them. “Don’t think I’m too proud not to eat them. I love potatoes.” He laughed. “Roger that. You were gone two hours.”

“You said you had about an hour and half of work to do. I thought I’d leave you alone to do it.”

A woman who willingly gave him space? “I missed you. I thought you could help me in the shower.” He grinned wolfishly.

“Maybe later,” she said dryly and tore into her breakfast.

“I’m beginning to see that it’s dangerous to come between you and your plate.”

She gave him an annoyed look and took a bite of his toast.

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The hour and a half drive to Atlanta and back with Maggie was quite enjoyable. Kyle couldn’t get over how funny and vivacious she was. How he could have had a woman like that right under his nose all these years and not noticed was beyond him.

And there was no denying how enjoyable it was to sit and watch her finger lacy and silky panties and bras for the better part of an hour either.

He’d sat in the store, a pile of lingerie on his lap, hiding his erection as he thought of taking each piece off her. With his teeth. The thought of all of those silky scraps laying against her bare skin made him so hard he had to move a few times to keep from injuring himself. As it was, he was sure there would be imprints of the rivets from his button fly on his cock.

He dropped her off at her place with several bags of things he couldn’t wait to see her wearing. Running inside, he checked to be sure the place was okay and made plans to meet her at The Pumphouse later on.

She walked in the front door of The Pumphouse at precisely seven to find Dee and Liv already there with a pitcher and chili cheese fries. After some quick hugs and kisses they got down to gossip.

“So? You were going to tell me about last night with Kyle?” Liv sipped her beer.

“Oh my lands! You know, I go for a year without any sex and when I break the dry spell it’s with Kyle. The man is so unbelievably sexy that I’m all fluttery just thinking about it. Thing is, with Kyle, it’s so much more than sex. I mean, we laugh all the time. He’s so smart and kind. It just feels like we’ve known each other for a very long time. The sex was

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astounding. I’m talking ice cream coffee in the, um, small of my back at two in the morning, astounding.”

“You go! Speak of the stud himself, he just walked in with Matt,” Dee said, and Liv and Maggie both turned around.

Kyle saw her and a big grin spread over his face. It mirrored the happiness that spread, warm, through his chest. He promptly went to her side, bending to kiss her. And it wasn’t a quick peck either. He couldn’t just take a small taste. He pulled her into his body and set his mouth to hers in a kiss that stole her breath. He wanted to mark her, take up her every thought the way she did his.

When she put her arm up to go around his neck, he saw a flash of the lace edging the pink bra. Oh yeah, the one with the teeny matching thong. His cock throbbed at the memory. And at the memory he’d be making with her later on.

“Hey, Red. See, pink does work on redheads,” he said softly as he pulled away and kissed the knuckles of the hand that had been around his neck.

“Hey, Kyle.” Her blush matched the tremor in her voice. He loved that he made her feel that way.

“Hi, Matt,” Liv said with a grin.

Matt smiled sexy at Liv. “Hi, Liv. Dee. I’d ask how you were, Maggie, but since Kyle hasn’t shut up about you since he picked me up from work, I already have a good idea.”

Maggie blushed. “We’ve got more gossip to dish here and Shane is scowling and tapping his watch at you so you’d better get over there. I’ll see you at eight thirty.”

“You bet, Red.” He kissed her again and sauntered back to the pool room with a wave at her.

“Oh my god. You two give off more heat than a transfer station. Holy cow!” Liv fanned herself with her hand.

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“How did the night end with Matt, anyway?” Maggie asked Liv to change the subject.

Liv sighed. “He’s a perfect damned gentleman! He took me home and we talked in my driveway. I asked him in for coffee and he told me he had to work!”

Maggie wrinkled her nose. “He did? Well, I know he’s sweet on you.

Maybe he really did have to work. I’ll do a bit of snooping. Totally subtle, I swear!”

“So how are things with Arthur the stud?” Blushing furiously, it was Liv’s turn to change the subject.

“Good. He put new floors in the hall bathroom and the pantry, they look so nice. We had sex on our deck, outside!” Dee said the last bit in a whisper.

“No way!”

“Well it was dark and we were under a blanket on the glider but still, it felt naughty.”

“Woo, Arthur,” Liv said grinning. “I’m glad you two are getting some. I haven’t had any in a month. Since my last date with Shaun.”

“A month! How do you survive?” Maggie said sarcastically.

“Hey, I like it regular! When I was with Charlie, we had sex at least once a day. Since he and I broke it off, it’s been catch as catch can. I tell you, Matt Chase looks so good I could eat him with a spoon.” She looked wistfully back at the pool table where the Chase brothers were playing.

“They’re so beautiful,” Maggie said, smiling.

“Yeah huh,” Dee agreed.

“Oh, is that Lyndsay?” Liv asked.

Maggie looked and saw that indeed Lyndsay Cole was undulating her way over to Kyle. “No way, girlfriend. Kyle wanted me to get mad and demand respect? This is day one.” Standing up, she made her way back to the pool room.

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“Hi, Kyle. Why don’t you buy me a drink? I promise you’ll get lucky.” Lyndsay sidled up to him.

He stepped away. “Hi, Lyndsay. No thanks. I told you, I’m with Maggie.” He took his shot and missed as he saw Maggie stalk over looking like a gloriously angry fairy.

“Maggie?” Lyndsay looked confused.

“Yeah, Maggie Wright. As in me.”

Lyndsay turned around and made a big show about looking down at her but Maggie stood her ground and narrowed her eyes at the other woman.

“You must be joking. Did you lose a bet or something, Kyle?” Maggie just looked at the other woman, her arms crossed over her chest. Kyle took his shot and made it. Kissing Maggie’s neck, he took his next shot, sinking it as well. He totally ignored Lyndsay. He normally would have hated any kind of showdown between women over him but he was utterly turned on by watching Maggie mark her territory. And it was good for Maggie to stand up for herself.

“Be on your way, Lyndsay, he’s not interested.” Maggie made shooing motions with her hands and Matt laughed.

Lyndsay snorted. “Please. You think you can hold a man like Kyle?”

“Seeing as how you never had him to begin with and I have him now?

Yeah. In any case, if things do go bad and we break up, you’re free to take a shot at him then. Unless and until that day comes, back off. Kyle is taken and your feelings about that are irrelevant.” Kyle put his arm around Maggie and pulled her into his side.

“Whatever. You can’t hold him for long.” Lyndsay flounced off in a huff.

Maggie said something unladylike under her breath and Kyle threw back his head and laughed. He kissed her until she was breathless and led her back to her table. “Thanks for defending my honor, Red.”

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“Mmmm,” she replied and he walked back to the pool room chuckling.

“Way to go, Maggie!” Dee and Liv grinned at her.

“I have to confess, being an uppity woman is really fun. I can’t believe I’ve missed out all these years. I do have a lot of ground to make up!” Liv laughed and gave her a thumbs up.

“So, Arthur and I are hosting Thanksgiving dinner at our house this year. My parents and his are coming over, as well as his brothers and their wives and my sister and her husband and kids. You two are welcome to come.”