When you are mine

Chapter eighteen

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Chase carried Silva bridal style to the direction of their room, she allmost suppressed a giggle from coming from her lips when she said

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Chase didn't look at her instead he said

"You wouldn't say anything at all if only you knew whats running in my head right now"

"You're talking dirty to me" Silva said almost laughing

Chase smiled l, he advanced towards his bedroom where he placed her down and closed the door with the lock, he then moved towards her, touching her hair...

"You look stunning today Silva...i seriously couldn't take my eyes off you"

"And still you asked for just one dance" Silva said with regret in her tone

Chase gaze softened, he touched her cheeks and answered her "I knew if i continued touching you..i would do something that you wouldn't like and i dont want to do that"

Silva frowned and asked "Like??"

"I cant talk..lemme show you" he said as he pushed all her hair to one side and dipped his face. He nipped kisses along her neck and throat which made her blood pump through her veins at an alarming rate. Silva tipped her head back and allowed her eyes to flutter shut.

Chase's warm mouth seared a path from her throat to her chin and up to her lips. His kiss was complete and yet unsatisfying. Silva frightened herself with her unspeakable cravings to know and have and feel it all. Something about him always unleash feelings and desires she hadn't known were there. And yeah...it always felt so right..extremely right. Chase urged her into his lap as he took her to the bed, Silva went towards him willingly, settling herself into his warmth against his hard masculine body.

She'd been wondering since when Chase brought her upstairs to their room bridal style if she was heavy and the thought entered her mind again as she sat on his lap.. Forgetting the notion, she reveled in the taste of her husband

With both hands, she framed his jaw and drank his kiss with an unquenchable thirst. In return, he speared his hands into her dark hair and held her as if she might want to pull away.. His tongue slid between her lips, alarming but alluringly. She tried to pull away but he held her head fast..concern written on Chase face that probably she didn't like it because he had never kissed her involving his tongue before

"Didn't you like that?" he asked her

"No..its just...its just..you surprised me" Silva answered breathlessly

"Lets try that again then" Chase said

Her heart hammered against her breast...she did not know how to kiss like that??what if she made a fool of herself??

"Keep your lips apart" Chase warm damp mouth came against hers lightly, his lips parted "Meet me halfway"

Silva dismissed her qualms and obeyed unquestioningly, eager for the blissful feelings his mouth created within her

Their tongues met in the sweet abandon and a keen shudder of excitement eddied through her soul. She pressed against him and ardently ran her hands across his muscled shoulders, clutching herself to him in a wanton display.

Chase seperated their mouths and pressed kisses against her jaw, her ear, her neck, giving them both time to breathe. He brought his ever so handsome face back to hers and she met his mouth hungrily in a clash of noses and tongues and teeth. He made her feel treasured and secure, and she liked it....