Page 2 of Chasin’s Surrender

Genevieve’s lips curved up, a sexy smile played at her mouth before it turned wicked.

“You got another one of those?”

Hell, yeah, she was his perfect match. Unfortunately, he was fresh out.

The only time Chasin had left her house in those two days was to run to the drugstore. He should’ve bought more.

“That’d be a no,” he told her. Her smile faded, not hiding her disappointment. Fucking hell, but he liked that. “You want more?”

“Would you think less of me if I said yes?”

Holy hell.

Perfect.

Chasin ignored what he thought was an asinine question and instead told her, “Let me go, honey, so I can flush this condom. When I get back, I’ll eat you again.”

Genevieve didn’t let him go, her thighs twitched then tightened.

“Only if I get you back in my mouth.”

Christ.

Sheer perfection.

“You want that, you won’t hear me complain.”

“I want that.”

“Then that’s what you’ll have. Now let me go, Vivi.” At that, Genevieve didn’t twitch and tighten—she tensed. It was a quick flash and gone before Chasin could study the change.

Her legs unwrapped and fell to the side and her arms unwound, letting him go. Chasin rolled off, not giving another thought to her response.

He’d find later, he should’ve asked. But as he walked to the bathroom to get rid of the condom, his head full of musing about eating her pussy while she sucked him off, his other thoughts were on the topic of discussing medical history so he could fuck her next time without the latex barrier.

With all of that on his mind, he flushed the condom, washed his hands, then went back to the sexy, naked woman waiting for him.

When he found her still spread on the bed, he didn’t give a second thought to her reaction to the nickname or the strain around her mouth when he’d said it. Instead, he got in next to her, rolled to his back, pulled Genevieve over him, pussy in his face, his cock to hers. He gripped her ass to pull her to his mouth and ate her until she unlatched her sweet mouth from around his cock so she could shout her orgasm. Then he licked her clean while she finished him off.

Chasin righted them in the bed and tucked her to his side. And with Genevieve’s soft body pressed tight, her fingers gliding over his chest, his hand resting on her hip—not to mention two outstanding orgasms—it didn’t take long for sleep to pull him under.

As he drifted to sleep thinking about their night, he hoped Genevieve Ellison would be up for more. And not just more mind-bending sex.

More of everything.

Christ, she was his perfect match.

He knew it was crazy. He didn’t know anything about her, but damn if he wasn’t half in love with her. Smart, funny, gorgeous, and outstanding in bed.

Oh, hell yeah, he was half in love.

Chasin woke to an empty bed. He rolled, looked at the clock on the nightstand, and noted it was three in the morning. He’d only been out for three hours. He lay in Genevieve’s bed and waited. Maybe she’d gotten up to hit the head or get something to drink. Fifteen minutes later, when it was clear she wasn’t doing either of those, he went in search of her.

The house was big—actually, it was a monstrosity built in the late seventeen hundreds. Chasin knew the history of the house; it was registered with the historical society. Something that he learned after his buddy Jameson’s woman, Kennedy, had troubles with a greedy land developer, was that Kent County took its historical landmarks seriously.

This house especially. There was no question it was beautiful, if you liked sixteen-foot ceilings, mahogany staircases, key-stoned arches—four of those arches on the second-floor landing that was bigger than an average apartment in Manhattan—seven more on the first floor, hand-carved scrollwork along the ceilings, the staircases, and trim work around the door. There wasn’t a sheet of drywall to be had in the mansion—the walls were plastered and skimmed to perfection.

Chasin rounded the second set of stairs taking him to the first floor and heard Genevieve’s soft voice and smiled. There was a huskiness to it, tinged with a slow, southern drawl that had his cock jerking to life just thinking about it.