Chapter Thirty-One
She had kissed and touched him everywhere in the shower they shared, and he was completely sated now. Billy Jo had been in the living room, the TV on, engrossed in a sitcom, when Chase had pulled Rose into the bathroom with him and stripped her down, but she had turned the tables on him. It had been humbling. He’d lost the ability to reason when she went down on her knees, the spray hitting her head, and took him. He had bitten his lip, keeping quiet, and as soon as he could move and before Rose could slip out of the shower, he had kissed her and slid inside her, loving her and taking her against the shower wall, pounding into her as he kissed her deeply to quiet her.
Chase now leaned against the back wall of the elevator in his dark blue suit, far more relaxed than he
