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MADISON

A body in motion stays in motion, and why not stay in motion riding Chase?

He doesn't linger. He doesn't hesitate.

Chase takes me into his arms with a kiss so powerful, it feels like it's always been meant for me. My knees buckle as he works the zipper down the coveralls I hijacked out of his room. The softness of his tongue capturing mine sends tingles down my body that pool between my legs.

My clit is begging to be touched and teased, but Chase has other plans as he kneels in front of me on the wet grass. He doesn't care. So why should I?

After he snatches the fabric open, he slips his hands inside to notice I'm not wearing anything underneath. His fingers palm my ass as he tilts his head to the side to lick my lips. A soft mewl of pleasure escapes me as he moans, his tongue slithering through my folds. When he dips that delicate tip into my entrance, I nearly burst at the seams.

He pulls his mouth away from me, turning up to show me the glistening glow of my juices coating his chin.

"Looks like this first round belongs to me." His face darkens, but a smile tugs on the corner of his lips.

"And we can head inside for the second, then?" I ask, my eyes unintentionally glancing around to finally see if anyone can see us … or hear us.

Chase leans in for another kiss of my pussy, lapping over it with his soft lips and tongue before dragging his mouth up my stomach to work on my nipples. Every touch, tug, and tender suckle he makes over my body has me ready to scream.

It's like my hips have a mind of their own as they gyrate against his body. Every nerve ending begs to be caressed and kissed while my pussy is desperate to have Chase bury himself deep inside my walls. The cool breeze does little to chill the heat rising as he pulls me closer to him.

Chase uses his mouth in ways to distract me from the incoming storm clouds. Just when I think he's ready to pause to go inside, he covers my mouth with his. The subtle flavor of my essence mixing with the taste of his tongue has my nipples hardening and my pussy getting as wet as the air around us.

"It's about to rain," I pant out as he slips two fingers inside of me. My walls clench around him while he strokes another sky-opening orgasm.

Thunder crashes again, the skies darken, and rain pours down around us. I pull at Chase's clothes to get him just as exposed as I am. Stroking his cock as we ease onto the ground, I sit myself on his erection while the rain soaks our connected bodies.

I can't tell where my wetness begins or if the rain is responsible, but we feel amazing together. Every movement back and forth draws primal pleasure out of me. My head tilts up to let the rain wash over my face before Chase's hand moves up to my neck. He tugs me forward so our eyes lock as he shifts himself to sit up.

Chase uses his hand behind my neck to anchor me into a kiss while his other arm wraps around my waist to hold me steady. My shins plant on the ground while he thrusts inside of me. Every motion sways in unison with the wind until his pace picks up, and we can both feel his oncoming climax.

With the seal of a kiss, Chase grips me tightly around the waist as he releases his seed inside of me. The soft rise and fall of our chests, desperate to catch my breath, there's just enough of a lull to remind us that we're fucking in the rain.

Chase and I glance up to the sky and burst into boisterous laughter.

"This is not what I had planned when I came back here this morning," Chase says with a smile.

"I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to take you for another ride," I tell him with a chaste kiss.

"We should go inside." His forehead leans against mine.

"We should," I agree and slowly rise off his deflating erection as the rain and wind pick up speed. The crack of thunder and flash of lightning sends us both scurrying into the house, and we race up the stairs to shower together.

After another round in the shower and one more in his bedroom, every inch of my sexually sated body aches. The soreness is becoming too much to ignore, and to my delightful surprise, Chase goes out of his way to run me a hot bath. As I sit and soak, I can hear him working outside now that the rain has stopped.

I have no idea where he came from, but a part of me is grateful my steering wheel shaking led me to stop at his body shop. After I get out of my soak, my muscles are perfectly relaxed, and he continues to surprise me with his care and consideration. There's dinner waiting, and the tree is no longer blocking the back door in the kitchen.

Where does he get the energy?

He moves like a machine, a machine that's now programmed to make me come all over him. There's no way I can talk shit now after these past few days together. I find myself not wanting to leave and wanting to prove I can be useful around here. So that's what I do.

Even though my phone shows signs of water damage, it has enough juice to let me take pictures around the home. Once I collect the information I need to give him a decent appraisal, I give my dad a call and have him come get me. As I wait for him to arrive, Chase comes inside just as I'm leaving him a note.

"So you were just going to dine, dick, and dash on me, Maddie?" The corner of his mouth turns up slightly, flashing me a shallow dimple in his cheek.

"I didn't know if you were out saving every damsel in distress, and I do have to get back to some semblance of normalcy. It doesn't matter how bad I want to stay in our little bubble out here."

He nods. "I get it. Your car isn't going to be ready for a few weeks. It's going to need some parts that I'll have to drive to the next town over and get."

"Honestly, Chase, you might have to hold off on that. The same way you asked me about this house … like you, I'm learning to let go. So, how about you give me an estimate when you get a chance? No rush. If it's cheaper to junk it or sell it for spare parts, then I'll do that. I know the interior is disgusting, and once it dries, flooded cars never quite smell the same. Let's just salvage what we can."

"I'll do whatever you want, Maddie."

"Is that so?" I ask, moving closer toward him and letting my hand hover close to his crotch.

Chase lifts his knee and puts his hands out to stop me. "Oh no, you don't. Didn't you say your dad is on his way? I'm not going to let you convince me to get caught with my pants around my ankles. He'll probably kill me when you come down with a cold because you wanted to ride me like a witch's broom in the rain."

"I loved that movie, too."

He chuckles and runs his fingers through his hair. "Because there's no place like home."

"Exactly, which is why I need to go to mine."

"I get it," he says. "I've been keeping you here, taking care of you so much that I forgot you'd have to leave."

"I can always come again and then come back."

"That mouth of yours is something dangerous, Maddie. Why don't you let me put something in it?"

"You mean besides your dick, right?"

I love the way his laugh engulfs me and sends warm feelings down my body.

He sighs, "Yes. I mean, let me take you out on a date. I know we did a few things out of order, but what do you say? Will you go out with me, Madison Monroe?"

"Well, when you use my entire name like that, how can I turn that down? When?"

"Whenever you're free and not too sore. I'd like us to get to know each other better. We already have similar tastes in movies. How about next Friday?"

I smile. "I can make that work. We can make it a movie night."

"I have an even better idea. Now, don't be discouraged because it's going to require you to do some homework."

"Oh, so are you going to be my teacher, and I get to be the failing student willing to do anything to get a passing grade?"

He laughs loudly again. "My God, that mouth."

"That's what he said."

"We're going to put that on our list of things to do, but for now, I just want to grow in love with you. I mean, get to know you. We'll each grab a dish from our favorite restaurant that we want each other to try, a movie we think the other hasn’t seen, and a few songs we want the other to hear."

"This actually sounds like fun. What do you have planned?"

"I'm just cooking something up."

"Well, cooking is something you do well, so I'm excited to see what comes next."

"If your daddy weren't on his way, you'd be coming next."

"And you think my mouth is dangerous," I laugh softly.

"The only thing dangerous about me, Maddie, is how fast I'm falling for you. I got a gut feeling and I trust my gut. So, Friday? You, me, and a few things we love to eat, hear, and see. Does four work for you?"

"Like in the afternoon?"

"Yeah, we got about a twenty-minute drive both ways, and I want as much time with you before we remember how wet … uhm, how well our bodies feel together."

Heat flashes down my cheeks as I agree, just in time for my dad to pull up to the house.