Free The Debt 10 (Club Alpha) by Kelly Favor Page B

something,” he said,
as they walked inside, and he turned on the lights and then locked the front
door behind them.
    Faith looked up at him, feeling his
nearness now, and realizing that there was still the intense electricity
between them—a connection that only seemed to grow more and more intense
with each passing moment.
    “What’s wrong?” she asked, seeing
something like concern in his dark eyes.
    He smiled, reaching out and putting his
hands around her waist and pulling her towards him.   “I wanted to tell you the reason I was
following you tonight.”
    She looked down, her face flushing.   “Oh, right.   I almost forgot you did that.”
    “Ever since the last time I saw you, I
haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.   I was fucking up during practice, and that
never happens to me.   But I couldn’t
stop wondering where you were, what you were doing, wanting to see you again.”
    She felt her breath leaving her.   “Then why didn’t you try and call me
until tonight?”
      “Because I really don’t want to hurt you
or fuck up your life.”
      “Then just don’t do it,” she said
simply.   “Be good to me.”
    “I intend to be,” he said, his strong
hand grabbing her behind the head as he leaned into her, his lips closing in on
her lips.   “I tried my best to stay
away from you, Faith.”
    “I tried, too,” she admitted.   “I tried to forget you, pretend it never
happened.   And I couldn’t do it
either.”
    “I think we’re stuck with each other,” he
whispered, and then he began kissing her, and she could feel the desperate
intensity of his need.
    They kissed for a long time that
way—just standing in front of the door, their bodies close, hands
exploring each other’s bodies, breathing each other’s air as if it was all
either of them needed.
    Chase pulled away and broke off the kiss
and then took her by the hand.   “Come on,” he said softly, leading her up the stairs and into his
bedroom.
    Something in his demeanor was different
this time than it had been previously, as he led her to his bed, and Faith
stood beside it, looking up at him.
    “Would it make you nervous if I told you
that I have serious feelings about you?” he asked her.
    She shook her head.   “No.   At least—not in a bad way.”   She smiled hesitantly.   “It’s the good kind of nervous.”
    He touched her cheek and then kissed her
again, as his hand trailed down to her waist.   “I want you so fucking bad right now,”
he murmured.
    “I’m right here,” she told him, her pulse
quickening.
    They started to undress one another.   Faith had never felt anything like
this.   She was staring into his eyes
as he looked back at her, unflinching, completely as ease.   And despite the butterflies in her
stomach, Faith wasn’t scared to be vulnerable with Chase.
    They stripped down, and now she was just
in her bra and panties, and Chase was in his boxers.   His chiseled body was like a thing of
beauty—an eighth wonder of the world.   How could God have even created such a
perfect human specimen?
    She allowed herself to run her hands over
his massive chest, and then she couldn’t resist kissing his skin, licking his
nipples, and moving down to where she could feel his hard cock bulging out of
his boxers.   She sucked on the head
of his cock through his shorts and he groaned.
    And then suddenly, he was picking her up
off the floor, like she weighed less than a pillow, holding her up so that she
could wrap her legs around his waist.   He pressed his face into her breasts and began sucking her nipples
through her lacy bra.
    His tongue was sweet and rough and
arousing, as he flicked and sucked her breasts.   And then he allowed her body to slide
down a fraction, so that their faces were opposite each other.
    Chase looked into her eyes.   “I never thought somebody like you even
existed,” he said.
    Being held by him was like nothing she’d
ever imagined either, and in that