You’re the Reason, стр. 33
Chase moved behind me, his chest pressing to my back as his arms slipped around me. He locked his hands on my stomach and rested his chin on my shoulder. “Isn’t it beautiful from up here?”
I nodded. “Is this your spot?”
“My spot?”
“Yeah, where you take all the girls?”
He chuckled, the vibration moving against my back. “Every last one of them.”
“No, seriously? How’d you know about it?”
“The Kappa Sigmas bring their pledges up here.”
“For what?”
“If I told you, I’d be breaking a century-old frat secret.”
“You’re joking.”
He chuckled. “I’m not. But I will tell you. They make pledges stand on the ledge of the roof and repeat the frat’s motto.”
“Wow. Such a big secret,” I teased.
“Naked,” he added.
I snorted. “Did you have to do that at your old fraternity?”
“I’ll deny it if anyone asks.”
“So, that’s a yes?”
He shrugged. “I’ve done a lot of things I’m not proud of.”
I wondered if that was his way of apologizing for all the things he’d done to hurt me.
He lifted his hands to my arms, moving them up and down my skin. “Jesus. You’re shaking.” He slipped his hand into mine. “Come on. I just wanted to show you the best view on campus. But it’s getting cold.”
“Thanks for taking me up here. It really is a beautiful view.”
“We can come back when it’s warmer,” he said.
I nodded, liking the idea that he was planning a future event for us. Like it was his way of saying this wasn’t only about tonight.
“It’s even better at sunset.”
“So, you do come up here a lot.”
“Yeah, I come up here a lot. But alone. When I need a break from the frat.”
Something about the way he stressed alone provided me with more reassurances of who Chase Reed really was.
He moved us back to the ledge by the ladder, and I watched as he climbed down first. Once he disappeared at the bottom, I shakily threw my leg over and climbed down, one careful step at a time—not looking beneath me. At the bottom, I considered kissing the ground, never so happy to be on solid ground before in my life. Maybe skydiving just wasn’t in the cards for me. I guess time would tell.
Chase and I got to my room a little while later. I flicked on the light, relieved Chantel hadn’t decided to cut her pledge bonding weekend short. I couldn’t even begin to imagine what would’ve happened if she had returned early.
Chase sat down on my bed. “You gonna kick me off your bed this time?”
I crossed my arms and tilted my head, liking the look of him on my bed a hundred times more than I had that first time I found him on it. What a difference a little time made. “Depends.”
He smirked. “On what?”
“Do you plan on pissing me off?”
He pushed himself to his feet and stalked toward me, cupping my cheeks between his hands. I quivered under his touch as he lowered his forehead to mine. “I told you I don’t plan on doing a lot of talking.” His mouth lowered to mine, his lips capturing mine in a delicious tangle of tongues. His hands slipped down my shoulders and over my arms before circling my hips and drifting to my ass. Without breaking our kiss, he lifted me right off my feet.
I hooked my arms around his neck and tightened my legs around his hips.
He turned and walked us to my bed. He lowered me down, following me and settling between my legs. I felt his kiss everywhere—hell, I felt him everywhere. Especially, between my legs. I deepened the kiss, arching into him as my hands skated down his muscular back. I wanted to be closer. I wanted the kiss to be deeper.
Chase finally pulled away, coming back up for air and leaving us both breathless. He studied my lips as our chests heaved liked we’d run a race. “You’ve clearly been kissed before. Why haven’t you had sex?”
“Why have you?”
He laughed as his eyes lifted to mine. “Because it feels good.”
My cheeks pulsed with heat. Why hadn’t I anticipated that response? “Well…I’m waiting for the guy who’ll make me feel good.”
“I’m right here.”
His words snagged my breath away—or maybe it was the honest way he said them. Because, I knew he meant what he said. And that scared the living hell out of me.
He inched closer to me and our lips met again. The kiss started out slow and meaningful, but something inside me took over, and I needed to be closer to him. Our tongues and teeth fought for control as my hips sought friction. Understanding what I needed, Chase shifted his hips and his erection pressed between my legs. The pressure of his cock and the fabric of my jeans rubbing against my clit was too much.
A raspy groan escaped me, making Chase roll his hips as he kissed me. I may have been a virgin, but it didn’t mean I’d never fooled around with a guy before and enjoyed it.
Eventually, Chase pulled back, his eyes riveting between mine. “Will you let me look at you tonight?”
My chest tightened, and a knot swelled in my throat, making it difficult to swallow. “Look at me?”
“I can’t get the sight of you on the beach out of my mind.”
I stifled a smile, loving that my plan to drive him wild had succeeded. I hadn’t been able to get the sight of him on the beach out of my own mind either.
He sat back and reached for the top of my jeans. He raised his brows in question.
I nodded as my heartbeat accelerated.
Chase focused carefully as he slipped the button through the slot. He slowly pulled down