Chase Part 3: A New Adult and College Billionaire Romance (Chase Me Billionaire Romance Series) by Chloe Grey Page A

knew it was only to appease her so she wouldn’t grill him about whatever was going one. He even offered to make breakfast. She couldn’t turn it down. This she had to see.
    Sitting at a chair at the dining table, she watched in amazement as the man moved about the kitchen with the grace of a master chef. Dressed in nothing but a pair of boxers, he was the epitome of manliness. And that tattoo on his shoulder and arm, God, she loved his ink.
    With his back to her, she decided to surprise him. She undid the belt of her robe. She had nothing on underneath that robe. Chase was humming as he swung open the freezer door and pulled out eggs and ham. Omelets. He said he was making omelets and he didn’t want Meaghan’s help.
    He found the ingredients, from what she could see around his bulky, manly back. After mixing everything in a bowl, he searched the cabinets and found a saucepan. Before he had a chance to turn on the stove, she snuck up on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around his ripped trim stomach.
    Chase moaned. “I’m almost done, Meg.”
    He kept mixing the bowl. She pressed tightly on his back to get him to stop. He turned around and realized what she was up to.
    “Mmmm. You look tasty,” he said, leaning down to kiss her. “I can’t touch you yet. I’ve got eggs on my hand.”
    “I’m only hungry for one thing right now, Chase,” she admitted.
    “And what’s that?”
    “You, between my thighs…”
    “Mmmm. I like the sound of that.”
    “You’re so sexy when you cook like that.”
    “Cook like what?” he asked, turning back to the sink to wash the food off his hands.
    “Like you own the kitchen.”
    She pressed up against him and rubbed her breasts across his back. He turned to her, staring down at her open robe. His eyes trailed down her breast, to her stomach, and further still. She could tell he was getting interested. His eyes darkened and a heated gaze washed over his face.
    “You’re practically naked.”
    “And you will be too,” she teased.
    She slipped her fingers into the side of his boxers and began to tug them down his legs.
    “Let’s got back to the bedroom,” Chase groaned.
    “I think I want you right here baby,” Meaghan purred.
    He placed his hands on her shoulders, and stroked down her sides and cupped her buttocks.
    “If that’s what you want, that’s what I’ll give you, baby.”
    He lifted her up and carried her over to the dining table, and lowered her to sit on the side.  The look in his eyes alone turned her on. At this height, able to look him in the eye, she was so turned on. She leaned forward and kissed him hard on the mouth. His hands were no longer around her waist. He slid them up to find and massage her breasts.
    She spread her thighs apart and wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him between them. She wanted him close. She wanted him inside her. His body heat radiated through her. His cock was hard, pressing on her stomach, making her wet and so ready for him. His kiss intensified. Her tongue swept through his mouth and tangled with his. His cock hardened even more. She whimpered into his mouth, unable to hold back the sound. He growled in return.
    Yanking free from her breasts, he ran his fingers through her hair and pulled her head back, exposing her neck. He kissed her throat, whispering tender words on her skin. If she were standing now she would buckle. He made her feel so weak with sexual hunger.
    He licked down the length of her neck, nibbling her collarbone, and kissed his way back up behind her ear. By the time his lips wrapped around her earlobe, she was undone.  She trailed her nails down his back and into the hard flesh of his firm ass. She pulled him closer to him, and shifted forward to the edge of the counter. She wanted him inside so badly.
    “Come inside me, Chase,” she moaned.
    “Are you sure?” he whispered in her ear. “Right here in the kitchen?”
    “Yes, baby. I want you to fuck me now...”
    “Baby you don’t