Draya
Chase’s thumbs hooked into the waistband of his boxers, his eyes locked on mine with a dark intensity.
My breath caught as he slid them down to reveal himself, hard, thick, and ready. My mouth watered at the sight. He reached for his nightstand and pulled out a condom, tearing the packet open with his teeth.
“You sure about this?” he asked steadily.
I nodded, my voice breathless and barely audible. “Yes.”
He rolled the condom on, his movements quick and skilled, and then he was back over me, his body pressing me into the mattress. His lips landed on mine as he positioned himself between my thighs. Then, with one smooth thrust, he entered me, filling me completely.
“Oh, f**k!” I cried out, digging my nails into his shoulders as my body adjusted to him.
He groaned and paused for
