The Choice (18 page)

The next day is an easy one. After crying and huggi
ng me over what happened at Logan’s, I spend most of the day with Chase’s mother, Renee, helping get things ready for Thanksgiving. He left early with his father, Ben, today helping get things wrapped up for family members who are on their way for both the holiday and Emily’s wedding.

It’s still only Monday, so the rest of Chase’s family hasn’t arrived yet. While I’m sure they’re all great, I couldn’t be more relieved to have an e
xtra couple of days to prepare myself.

When Chase returns with his dad, Ben
pulls me in for a tight hug, thanking me for being there for his son as well. His eyes are teary as he takes in the still healing wound on my shoulder. After asking me for the fourth time if I’m okay, he hugs me again and turns to Chase.

“You got yourself a keeper here, son,” he says, still teary. “Don’t run her off.”

“Yes Sir,” he laughs.

“Thank you, Ben,” I laugh and he shakes his head.

“Nope,” he says. “No more of that Ben and Renee crap, Kiddo. We already love ya, Mama and Pops from now on.”

For the rest of the day, Chase is unusually quiet.
In fact, he’s downright grumpy. When we make our way to our room, I lay on the bed next to him, cuddling up into his shoulder.

“What’s the matter, Love Muffin
?”

“Nothing,
” he sighs.

“Liar,” I challenge. “Talk to me, Goose.”

Looking down at me with a smirk at my joke, he lets out another sigh.

“Pouting,” he admits. “Miss my girl.”

“Baby, I’m right here,” I say in confusion.

“Yeah,” he agrees, gently squeezing my inner thigh
. “But I want more than a cuddle and you won’t give it up because my parents are home.”

“I know it sucks,” I say honestly,
trying to conceal my smirk as I wrap my arm around his chest. “I’m sorry, Baby. You should’ve gotten us a room.”

“Trust me, I tried!”
he grumbles. “They’re all booked up!”

“Aw,” I chuckle. “They didn’t have
anything
?”

“
No.”

“You can always try again tomorrow,” I offer. “Maybe they’ll have a cancellation.”

“Yeah,” he groans, running his hand over his face. “Ugh! This fucking sucks! I can’t believe I’m getting cock blocked by a turkey!”

***

Two days later, I wake to Chase running his hands under the bottom of my pajama shorts as he sucks on the back of my neck. Turning onto my back to face him, he wastes no time in thrusting his tongue into my mouth and massaging my sex with his hand.

Pulling me over so I’m straddling him,
he grips onto my ass cheeks as he thrusts himself against me, still kissing me deeply. I can’t stop the low whimper that leaves my mouth when he thrusts himself against me. As he sucks on my lower lip, the growl that leaves him has my head swimming.

“Chase,” I breathe. “We can’t…”

“Nobody’s home,” he whispers before his tongue plunges back into my mouth as he pushes my shorts down in one movement.

“
Chase…” I try to stop him again, but my hearts not really in it. I want him, too and he knows it.

“
Sophie,” he groans against my lips as he grips my breast into his hand and squeezes, rolling my nipple between his large fingers as he bites onto my lip. “I have to fuck you, Baby. I’m going crazy.”

“Bab
e,” I whine breathlessly. “Can’t you wait until we get a room somewhere?”

“Everything’s full
until Saturday,” he says, gasping as he runs his finger over my folds. “Oh my God your pussy is fucking soaked, Sophie.”

Pushing two of his fingers inside me, he grips my braid into his hand and pulls my lips
to his, thrusting his tongue back into my mouth. Rolling back over so he’s leaning over me, he holds my thigh down with his knee, spreading me wide. In seconds, he’s worked me into a frenzy and I’m moaning helplessly below him. Our addiction to each other is more obvious now than ever. Since we’d gotten back together after his accident, we’ve never gone this long without sex and it’s left us both on edge.

“Chase…” I pant, still unsure.

“Nobody’s here, Princess,” he promises. Biting on my lip in deliberation, he sucks onto my neck as a small moan of pleasure escapes him. “I need to be inside you, Baby. I can’t wait four more days.”

When I whimper
as he runs the pad of his thumb over my swollen clit, he’s got me and we both know it.

“Just this once and it goes to the vault, Ch…”

Before I can finish my sentence, he’s pushing inside me and the sounds that leave us are deafening.

“
Shit, Sophie!” he shouts above me as he pulls my shirt over my head. Pulling my breast into his mouth, his teeth clamp over my nipple and force animalistic moans from my lips. “I fucking love your cunt, Baby!”

“Oh, my God Chase!” I pant as he begins driving into me with more force.
Gripping my chin in his hand, he moves my head to the side before running his tongue up the side of my neck. The action causes me to spiral even faster toward the brink.

His damp fingers rest against my
lips and holding his gaze, I suck them into my mouth, tasting myself there.

“That’s so fucking hot,
” he groans against my neck as his pace increases. “Do you see how good you taste, Baby?”

Humming in approval around his fingers,
he withdraws them and kisses me, groaning when his tongue touches mine.

“Oh my God, I can taste your pussy on your mouth, Sophie,” he moans against my lips, sending me further into the abyss.

“More,” I cry out, wanting every inch of him inside me. I’m startled when he pulls me up to straddle him and begins driving into me deeper from below.

“
Hold on, Gorgeous.”

Keeping hold of his shoulders
, I’m screaming his name in seconds as he pounds into me.

“Harder!”
I beg and immediately, he gives. He’s gripping my good shoulder, pushing into me so hard I feel like I may split in half and it’s the most delicious torture I’ve ever endured. Grabbing the hair at the base of his neck, I plunge my tongue into his mouth, holding the kiss as long as I can manage. Yanking my braid, my head flies back and he bites into my neck, causing me to cry out louder as my walls begin to clench around him. “Shit, Chase! Fuck!”

“That’
s your cock, Baby,” he groans loudly. “Take all of it.”

“Oh, my God, Chase! I’
m close, Baby,” I gasp.

“Yes, Baby,” he gr
owls, pushing me down onto the bed roughly before gripping my hips and driving into me. “Give it to me, Princess. Come on my dick, Sophie.”

Not for the first t
ime, his words send me over the edge. When his large hand comes down onto my skin, I spiral.

“Chase!”
I call out desperately as my eyes meet his gaze.

“Who
se pussy is it, Baby?” he grounds out through clenched teeth as he slams into me. “Tell me who you belong to, Sophie! Scream for me, Princess!”

“Yours!” I scream
. “You own me, Chase! I’m yours!”

“Good girl,” he pants
as his hooded eyes twinkle before he pulses inside me. Both of us are plummeting toward our climaxes as he whispers the words he knows always do me in.

“Go Baby.”
        

The afterglow of being inside her only lasts for a moment before
Sophie plants a kiss on my lips and runs to the bathroom. Hearing the shower turn on after a minute, I debate joining before I think better of it. She’s been surprisingly shy with our affection since we’ve been here. Although I don’t really understand it, I’ve been trying to respect her wishes. I meant what I said this morning, though. There was no way I could have waited four more days.

Deciding to give her some space to get ready for the day ahead of us, I’m pulling my jeans on when I hear
hushed voices coming from the living room.

Knowing I didn’t turn the TV on
when I checked to make sure the house was empty, but praying I had, I pull my t-shirt over my head before opening our bedroom door. A feeling of dread fills my chest when I see my
entire
family, sitting on the couches with expressions ranging from embarrassment to amusement at my surprise.

“Hey,” I start nervously.

“Hey man!” Drake says cheerfully with a look of knowing on his face. “How’s your morning been?”

“Good,” I say qui
etly as I pull the door shut behind me. “When did everyone get back?”

“Oh, we’ve been here for a while,” he answers with a smirk.

“Sophie is just going to kill you!” Ana says shaking her head, the amusement obvious as it spreads across her face.

“Honey, we’re not idiots. The two of you live together, we kind of assumed the two of you were…” she starts and I feel myself shrink as quiet laughter fills the room.
“Making lo…”

Nope, can’t do it
.

“Mom,” I cut her off. “C
an we
please
not have this conversation?”

“I just don’t want you to be embarrassed, Son.”

“I’m not embarrassed
at all, but Sophie is going to…” I start, meeting her gaze. “Oh my God, Ana’s right. She’s going to fucking kill me!”

“Chase! Watch your language in front of Granny! She’s heard enough today,
we all have.
Believe
me!” Emily admonishes me playfully.

Looking to her right, I see my sweet, small framed grandmother sitting quietly on the couch, barely able to look at me.

Oh my God
.

“Okay, maybe I’m a little embarrassed,” I say quietly to my mom as I pinch the bridge of my nose. “Hey Granny!”

“Hi Honey,” she says quietly as I make my way over to hug her and give her a kiss on the cheek.  Standing, I see my grandfather leaning against the side of the couch with a smirk on his face.

“Hey there, Sport,” he greets me with a hug and an affectionate pat on the arm. As I’m deliberating asking everyone in my family to go outside and pretend they’ve just come in, I hear the creak of our bedroom door and my stomach drops.

“Chase, what time are we…” Turning to face my girl, I watch the shock cross her features before it dissolves into first panic and then finally humiliation as she realizes we’d been heard.

“Hi Honey,” my mom offers her sympathetically. “Did you sleep well?”

Unable to speak, she nods silently and clears her throat. My mom introduces Sophie to my grandparents as well as Brad’s family who have materialized from the kitchen.

Awesome.

They’re all discussing getting lunch at a local place when Sophie finally finds her voice.

“I hope you all had safe flights. I’m sorry I kept everyone waiting for lunch,” she says gracefully before shooting daggers into me with her eyes. “Chase said you’d all be in later this afternoon or I would have
never
been so inconsiderate. Please accept my apologies.”

“
It’s fine, Honey,” my mom says rubbing her arm gently. “Let’s go eat. I’m sure you’re starving,” she offers innocently before both her and Sophie’s cheeks redden at Emily’s laughter. “Emily Suzanne!” she scolds, pulling Sophie in for a hug as everyone scatters to collect their coats and head to their respective cars.

“I’m so sorry, Renee,” I hear Sophie whisper into my mom’s shoulder. “I’m so
embarrassed that you heard us. I can’t imagine what you must think of me…”

“Hey,” my mom says, gently gripping Sophie by the shoulders to get her attention, careful not to hurt her still healing wound. “None of that, you hear?”

“Yes ma’am,” Sophie says as she wipes the tears away from her cheeks.

“Ma
ma and Pops, kiddo,” my Dad calls out as he walks past the exchange and musses Sophie’s hair before kissing my mom on the head and shooting me a wink. “Atta boy!”

“You’re not helping my case, Pops,” I tell him quietly and he laughs as he heads to the door.

“I know that, Son,” he calls back to me with another chuckle.

Finishing
her conversation with my mom, I watch Sophie head into our room for her purse and coat. I look at the living room that is quickly emptying around us finding Drake and Ana laughing as they head to the door.

“Hey, y’all want to ride with us?” I offer and they laugh harder.

“Not at all,” Ana smirks. “I will never testify against Sophie in court. You’re on your own,” she jokes as she makes her way to their car.

“Shit,” I ground out
under my breath. Looking up, I meet Sophie’s eyes as she comes out of our room. “Baby…”

“Who’s in here?”

“It’s just me and you, Emily and Brad are waiting outside for us and everyone else is headed to the restaurant.”

“Are you sure?” she says as she eyes me untrustingly. “You don’t have any uncles or Godparents hiding in the closet waiting to further humiliate me?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” I tell her apologetically. “I’m so sorry, Baby. I had no…”

Before I can finish my apology,
she’s twisting my nipples and pulling a wail of discomfort from my lips.

“I can’t believe I let you talk me into that
, Chase!”

“
It’s fine, Baby. We live together,” I chuckle as I rub my assaulted nipple. Meeting her eyes again, I realize it is far too soon to joke.

“Are you seriously laughing?” she says through clenched teeth and I immediately wipe the smirk off my face. “Your
entire
family just heard us having very loud and descriptive sex in the next room and you’re
laughing
?”

“Baby,” I start
, but she isn’t even close to finished.

“
I just met your grandparent’s for the first time after they heard me screaming profanity in the next room and you think it’s funny? Are you fucking kidding me right now, Chase?”

“I’m sorry,” I offer, trying desperately not to laugh at the ridiculous situation again. “They weren’t supposed to be back for another two hours. I promise
I didn’t know they’d be here. I shouldn’t have laughed, Baby. I’m sure you’re embarrassed.”

“You think so?” she
says, throwing her jacket on before turning towards the door. Grabbing her elbow gently, I turn her to face me.

“Sophie,” I whisper. “I’m sorry. I would never deliberately embarrass you.”

“I know,” she admits and swipes the fresh tear away from her eye.

“Wait,” I say stopping her again and looking into her gorgeous green eyes as I place my hand tenderly on her cheek.

“What?”

“I haven’t told you how much I love you today,” I tell her quietly and watch her cheeks redden slightly as she gives me a small smile.

“That’s not entirely true, Baby,” she whispers against my lips before glaring at me again. “You expressed very deep love for certain parts of me right before I met your Granny.”

This time, I’m unable to hide my laughter
as she clamps onto my unsuspecting nipple again, though not as hard as before.

“
Well, if it makes you feel any better, I don’t think they’ll bring up the hospital thing now,” I chuckle as I rub my assaulted nipple. Sophie shoots me another look of irritation, but I see the amusement creeping in. “I think you’re overreacting, Baby. I didn’t hear you complaining when you were screaming my name out less than an hour ago.”

“Shut up,” she blushes and pulls me down to meet her lips. “
I love you, too. Now come on, jerk. Everyone’s going to think we’re in here defiling your mother’s couch.”

***