“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.