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  The intensity of his gaze, as he smiled down at her, scared the shit out of her! He was talking about a whole lot more than sex. Well, sex was all they were going to have together. “It will be, sugar. You'll never get another piece of ass like this.” She took his hands and stroked them down over her backside as she rubbed her hips against his. “But that's all we're talking about here.” She moved her hips rhythmically against him. “This is the only kind of deep I'm interested in.” She gave him a wicked grin before she pulled away. “But for now, Megan's probably wondering where the hell we went.”

  She stepped back out from behind the speaker hoping to find her sister looking around for her. She was nowhere to be seen. Chase stepped out after her and placed a hand on her shoulder. He lowered his mouth to her ear. “I'll give you whatever kind of deep you can handle, Kenzie.” With that he walked over to where the other guys were working on one of the amps.

  Kenzie took a big breath to steady her nerves. The physical kind of deep she could handle—she was looking forward to! But the other kind of deep, the deep and meaningful? Hell no! No way could she handle that.

  Chapter Three

  Chase grinned to himself as he watched Megan hug Kenzie then make her way off the dance floor. He could see Michael was grinning too, as he waited for her. He put an arm around her shoulders and led her out of the bar. It seemed Michael was taking his little lady home. Chase looked down to where Kenzie was still dancing with the other girls. Now he knew for sure he’d be taking her home in a little while.

  As soon as the set was over he went to talk to Eddie.

  The drummer smiled as he approached. “Looks like your patience is paying off.”

  Chase grinned. Eddie really didn't miss a thing. “Yeah. Her sister just left.”

  “Want to switch up the last set and we can do Robin's three numbers last?”

  Chase laughed.

  “Well,” said Eddie with a grin, “It'll give you the chance to get her out of here early. That Blair chick is still hanging around for Robin, and her friends seem a bit more determined tonight. I could probably steer the party back to their cabin and let you have ours to yourself.”

  “Thanks, Eddie. I'll take you up on getting out of here early, but don't worry about staying away from the cabin. I talked to Ben earlier and got one of my own. You know I've been after my own space for a while? Well, I decided tonight was the perfect time to try it out.”

  Eddie gave him a quizzical look. “Really? You rented a cabin for the night?”

  “Yep.”

  “She really is different then?”

  Chase nodded slowly. “I know, I know. It's crazy. She's more of a player than I am. But, there's just something about her, Eddie. She's gotten to me. If I only get one night with her, I want to make it a great one and I can hardly do that if I'm wondering when all of you are going to come barging in.”

  Eddie laughed. “True. And especially if you're going to have to listen to Robin and his redhead all night. You get yourself out of here early. Throw the mic to Robin when you're ready and I'll steer 'em through a couple more numbers, okay?”

  Chase grinned. “Thanks. I owe you one.”

  “You don't. I owe you enough already. I hope she's worth it.”

  ~ ~ ~

  Kenzie couldn't believe how nervous she felt. As she watched Megan leave, she realized that she was now committed to spending the night with Chase. Well, that wasn't true. She could always leave now and go back to her sister's house. She shook her head. Perhaps in theory she could do that, but in reality all she was capable of doing was waiting for Chase to get finished on stage and take her to bed. Whether they would go to his place or Megan's was immaterial. The fact was—they were going to spend the night together.

  She was surprised as the song came to an end, to see Chase throw his microphone to a startled Robin and make his way off the stage. She was less surprised when he came to the table where she was sitting with Megan's friends, that sexy smile of his making her stomach tighten. “Come with me while I get a drink?”

  She nodded and took his outstretched hand.

  “See you, Kenzie!”

  She turned back to wave at the girls as he led her away. It was Laura who had spoken, and who seemed to understand that she wouldn't be back to their table tonight.

  Chase led her through the bar and out into the square.

  She stopped and looked up at him. “I thought you wanted a drink?”

  “I do.” His eyes were laughing down at her again.

  She smiled. “Well, I hate to break it to you, but you just overshot the bar by about a hundred yards.”

  He tugged at her hand to get her walking again. “I know.”

  “So where are we going?”

  “Back to my place.”

  Hot shivers ran through her. She hadn't thought he'd be finished this early. Hadn't realized that this was it—that he was taking her home now. She'd thought she'd have more time.

  It was Chase's turn to stop. He closed his arms around her waist and drew her to him. “Unless you want to chicken out again?”

  Part of her did want to chicken out. Part of her mind was telling her she should. But her mind wasn't going to be able to make itself be heard above the way her body was screaming with desire for him. She shook her head.

  “Good. Come on then. Let's go get that drink.”

  He kept his arm around her waist as they walked through the resort, down the path that led past waterfront cabins. For once, Kenzie didn't know what to say. All she knew was that she wanted him. The feel of his arm around her wasn't enough. She wanted to feel the rest of him. Needed to feel his naked body moving against her own. She looked up at him, seeing the same need in his eyes. No words were necessary. He led her up the path to a cabin tucked away in the pines. She swallowed as he unlocked the door and pushed it open.

  He turned back to her. “After you, lover.”

  She went inside and walked through to a huge living room. Big picture windows looked out onto the lake which sparkled with reflections of the moon. It was beautiful!

  Instead of coming straight to her as she thought he would, Chase went into the kitchen and got two cold beers from the fridge. He popped the tops and handed one to her before taking a seat on the sofa. She just stared at him. She didn't know what to do with this. He’d caught her off guard. She'd thought they would have spent more time out with the others. Thought that when they did take it home, it would be all hot and heavy, barely making it through the door before they were peeling the clothes off each other. Now he was sitting there on the sofa, smiling at her.

  He patted the space beside him. “Come sit with me?”

  She nodded and kicked off her shoes, going to sit at the opposite end of the sofa. She pulled her legs up and crossed them in front of her, feeling the need to put some barrier between Chase and herself. He grinned and came closer holding out his bottle towards her. She chinked her own against it with a smile. She needed to pull herself together! “So what are we drinking to?” she asked.

  He narrowed his eyes at her with that smile. “The best night either of us have ever had.”

  She raised an eyebrow. “Pretty sure of yourself, aren't you?”

  He nodded. “With good reason.” As he spoke, he took her bottle and put it on the floor, placing his own beside it. Then, before she understood what he was doing, he took hold of her ankles and pulled her legs out straight, pulling her down so she was lying on her back and he was on top of her. She opened her legs, needing to feel him pressing into her. Bracing himself above her with one hand, he slid the other behind her head to hold her as his hot mouth came down on her neck. That heat spread through her, making her nipples tighten and her stomach clench as it swept by on its way to settle between her legs. She rocked her hips in time with his as he moved against her.

  Her arms came up around his back as his mouth found hers. When his fingers found her breast, he took advantage of her
gasp to thrust his tongue into her mouth. He kissed her deeply, his tongue and fingers exploring her as his hard cock pressed into her heat, demanding the same kind of access.

  Kenzie caught her hands in his hair and kissed him back. She usually liked to be the one who dictated the pace, but with Chase all she could do was follow his lead. Wherever he wanted to take her she would gladly go. His hands were all over her now, touching, teasing through her clothes. She held her breath as he unfastened her jeans and pushed them down over her hips. She kicked out of them as he unzipped his pants and she helped him out with his own jeans. Then he was on top of her again. Kissing her. The feel of his thick shaft pushing impatiently against her made her whimper. He felt so good and now only her panties and his boxers stood in the way of what had been inevitable since the moment their eyes had met.

  She moaned as his hand made its way inside her panties. She hung onto his broad shoulders as he stroked her, tracing her opening with roughened fingertips. He was driving her crazy! He knew it, too. He lifted his head and gave her a laconic smile as he tormented her clit. She stared into his eyes, mesmerized.

  “Do you want me, Kenzie?”

  She nodded. Unable to form words as his fingers continued to stroke and tease.

  He smiled. “Tell me.”

  She shook her head. She didn't need to tell him. He knew.

  The pressure increased, his thumb was circling her clit now, his fingertips tracing her lips, parting them. He held her gaze. “Tell me, Kenzie.”

  Oh God. What was he doing to her?

  She moaned as he thrust two fingers deep inside, keeping up the pressure with his thumb as he moved them slowly at first, in and out. She couldn't tear her eyes away from his as he picked up the pace, thrusting them inside her over and over, all the while that smile on his face. She felt herself start to tense and moaned as he worked her. She was right on the edge and ready to let him take her over when he withdrew his hand. She thrust her hips up in the air, needing him to finish her off. His grin was nothing short of evil as he pulled his shirt over his head and off.

  Kenzie lay beneath him, dazed and desperate. Even while she was panting, she couldn't help licking her lips at the sight of his chest. He was lean, muscular. A tattoo covered his whole left side and ran down his arm. She looked into his eyes, needing him to finish what he'd started. She'd been so close.

  He positioned himself between her legs again while he pulled her own T-shirt up and off then got rid of her bra. She felt his cock swell even harder between her legs as he filled his hands with her breasts. She arched up to him, taking hold of his boxers, trying to get him out of them. She heard him chuckle as he lowered his mouth to close around her nipple. Oh God! He knew how to use that tongue! She tried again to get his pants off him, but regretted the move when he lifted his head, leaving her nipple cold and stiff after the heat of his mouth.

  “What's up, lover?”

  He moved his cock against her, making her curse as the feel of him throbbing so close to her entrance had her right back at the edge.

  “You win, Chase,” she gasped. “I want you. I need to feel you inside me. So quit tormenting me and start fucking me!”

  There went that smile again as he got rid of their underwear. “Sorry, lover. I didn't realize you were in such a hurry. I mean, we've got all night.”

  As he said it, he slid his hands under her ass and lifted her up to him. She reached up around his neck and wrapped her legs around his. “Quit talking and fuck me, Chase.”

  He may have teased her for this long, but he didn't need to be told twice. He scrabbled in his jeans for a condom and once he had it on, he entered her with one deep thrust making her scream. He felt so damned good. She moved her hips in time with him and pulled his head down to her. She tried to bite his shoulder, but he caught her hair and held her in place to kiss her. He kissed her so deeply, it felt as though his tongue and his cock were trying to meet somewhere in the middle. He was so thick and hard, pounding into her. Her hips matched his frantic rhythm as they took each other closer to the edge. Kenzie's whole body tensed and tingled as one of his rough fingertips found its way between her ass cheeks. Oh God! He pushed the very tip of it inside her ass as his cock thrust deeper and harder still. She was coming undone and she knew it. She grasped his ass, and as her own fingers sought the soft, sensitive skin that she knew would drive him crazy she felt him tense. His tongue thrust deeper, his hips harder, and he took her with him. She could feel his release, sparking her own, her body wracked with spasms as he strained inside her. He thrust deeper and harder pounding her with pleasure as she hung onto him.

  He collapsed onto her, burying his face in her neck, his teeth sending shudders through her as they grazed the soft skin there.

  “Damn, Kenzie! We're good,” he mumbled.

  She chuckled softly. “Yes, we are.”

  He lifted his head and smiled down at her. “And we've got all night.”

  “Yes, we do.”

  He eased off her and sat on the floor, then surprised her by taking her hand and kissing it softly. “So do you want to go for a walk?”

  She stared at him. She thought he'd just blown her mind with the way he'd screwed her. But suggesting they go for a walk? That really did blow her mind! She hadn't expected to go anywhere other than his bed tonight—or the sofa, maybe the floor or the shower... Even the table wouldn't have been a surprise. But go out for a walk?

  He laughed. “What's up, lover? You don't want to?”

  “Sure. It's just not what I was expecting.”

  He grinned. “Always expect the unexpected with me, Kenzie.”

  He disappeared into the bathroom leaving her staring after him. Always? Always between the two of them would mean another twelve hours at most.

  He came back out and started to pull his jeans on. “Come on then. I want to show you the stars.”

  She shook her head in disbelief and took her clothes into the bathroom to clean up and get dressed.

  She shivered as he took her hand and led her down the path toward the water.

  “Are you cold?”

  She nodded. Her T-shirt had been fine earlier, but it was much colder now.

  “Let's go back to my cabin and grab a couple of sweatshirts, shall we?” He changed direction and started heading back up into the resort.

  “This isn't your cabin?”

  He laughed and put his arm around her as they walked. “It isn't, no.”

  She raised an eyebrow at him. “So what do you do, just take your women back to unoccupied ones every night?”

  His face was serious as he tightened his arm around her. “No. Usually, I take them back to their room or back to the cabin I share with the guys.”

  She stared up at him. “So what's different about tonight?”

  “You are.”

  He had that look in his eyes again. Something so intense she had to look away. She felt it too—and it was way too scary to even think about.

  She picked up her pace. “Let's go get those sweatshirts. I'm freezing.”

  ~ ~ ~

  Chase leaned back against a big rock and tightened his arms around her. All the things he'd imagined doing with Kenzie tonight hadn't included sitting out here on the beach like this, with her sitting between his legs leaning back against him. He'd have never thought she'd look so damned good in his old sweatshirt—and certainly would never have dreamed she'd feel so good in his arms. Not while she was still wearing any clothes. She rested her head back against his shoulder and turned to smile up at him.

  “Thanks, Chase.”

  “Thank you!”

  She chuckled. “What are you thanking me for?”

  He cupped her cheek with his hand and landed a soft kiss on her lips. “For coming with me tonight. For coming out here to look at the stars. For wearing my sweatshirt and looking so damned cute in it.”

  She frowned.

  “What?”

  She shr
ugged. “I guess I'm not used to being called cute.”

  He had to laugh. “It wasn't the word that came to mind when I first saw you, but you are.” He pulled her closer to him. “Behind the tough exterior, you're just a little cutie, aren't you?”

  She struggled to get away, but he held her tighter, still laughing at her irritation.

  “Don't kid yourself, Chase. It's not just the exterior. I'm tough as nails. All the way through. Always have been.”

  He hugged her to him. “Nah, not all the way through, Kenzie. There's a soft center in there somewhere. I know it. But why do you pride yourself on being so tough?” He had a feeling there was a soft, sweet girl hiding behind the brazen front. Much as he was enjoying the brazen one—and would again when they got back to the cabin—he wanted to know the girl behind the armor.

  She relaxed and leaned back into him again. “I don't pride myself on it. I'm just realistic about it. Where I come from, you have to be tough to survive.”

  That puzzled him. “But your sister obviously isn't tough. She seems to have survived okay.”

  Kenzie gave a short bitter laugh. “She may seem okay to you now. I'm hoping that Michael and this place are going to give her the chance to really be okay. But no, she isn't tough, and she didn't survive too well.”

  “Want to tell me about it?”

  “No.” She shivered against him. “I'm getting cold. Shall we go back so you can warm me up again?”

  Chase nodded. She obviously didn't want to open up and talk to him. At least he knew once he got her back to the cabin she'd open up and let him screw her again. He was hardly going to turn that down.

  Chapter Four

  As he unlocked the door to the cabin, Kenzie stood behind him and slid her slender arms around his waist. He smiled as her hand moved down to his zipper, covering him and making him swell uncomfortably behind it.

  “You want some more, Chase?”

  He nodded and caught her wrist, pulling her in through the door and then pushing her back against it. “I do. I want a lot more of you, lover. I’ll take everything you've got to give me.”