A Hope and a Chance(72)
Author: Jennifer Foor

He pulled my legs down in front of me and kissed me slowly once more. When he moved away, he opened his eyes and looked right into mine. “Please don’t make me wait too long.”

41

It only took me about ten seconds to make it up the stairs to my bedroom. I obtained all of my pillows and put them under my covers making it appear like a person was in there. My father had never come in my room to wake me up so I figured I was safe from that. If for some reason he sent Buffy upstairs and I wasn’t there, she would know where to find me.

Once I had the bed looking as good as I could get it, I headed over to the mirror and let my hair down. My natural waves looked disheveled, but that was how Chance liked it. I stared at my plain clothes and decided to change into a small cami top with matching shorts. The material was so thin that I could almost see my nipples through it. I looked at myself in the mirror knowing Chance would go nuts when he saw me, in a good way of course.

Climbing out of my window was easy, but with my dad in bed already, I decided to just go downstairs and saunter out the back door. I still had to maneuver my way around the bushes so they couldn’t see me walking if they were in their bathroom, but realistically they would have to be standing in their Jacuzzi tub, as their bathroom was the mirror image of mine.

When I got to Chance’s door I went right inside. He was standing there without a shirt waiting for me. After pulling me up against his chest and kissing me right away, I realized he hadn’t seen my choice of pajamas. What I was wearing was nothing erotic. My own mother had bought them for me as summer pajamas, but I hated how thin they were and never wore them. I pushed Chance into his chair, the first place I’d ever seduced him, the place where it all began for us.

He tried to pull me back toward him. I smiled but continued walking backwards. He noticed immediately why I was doing it, and I found his eyes focusing on everything but my face. I watched his lips parting and his tongue slipping out for just a second before he bit down.

“What’s your favorite part about me, Chance?”

“Definitely your knees,” he said calmly, while never taking his eyes off of my body. I watched him lick his lips, causing me to react by licking mine.

I tried not to laugh, but let out a small chuckle before continuing. I gripped the bottom of my cami and pulled it up revealing my navel. “I want you to kiss me here first,” I said as I pointed to my abdomen.

Chance started to get up. “No stay!” I ordered.

I let go of my cami and reached both hands around the back of my neck. It made my chest stick out more, and I watched as he started readjusting the way he was sitting. My hands slid slowly down the front of my neck until finally reaching my breasts. As I slid my fingers across the fabric where my nipples were, I stared right at him. “Then you can kiss me here.”

Chance looked like he was uncomfortable, but not like he was in pain. He put his hand between his legs, as if to hold something down. I smiled before sliding my hands down my waist and over my backside.

“Where do you want to touch me first, Chance?” I asked, as I slowly ambled toward him, taking very small steps.

When his hands immediately slid under the outside of my shorts, I let out a gasp. “Everywhere,” was all he said before his lips found mine.

Chance’s hands traveled to the back of my butt while he pulled me to sit on his lap. I leaned my body back thinking he was going to take off my shirt, but he gently ran his fingers up the fabric of my cami top. “Hope, you have no idea what you do to me.”

His palms cupped my breasts. I wanted him to be touching my bare skin, but he continued teasing me over the fabric. I began rocking my body back and forth while sitting on top of him. He reached around and gripped both of my butt cheeks, as he began pulling me into him harder.

“I want this,” I whispered.

We kissed slowly, savoring the fact that we had all night. “I know, baby.”

I felt Chance’s hand slide up the inside of my shorts. He could immediately feel my readiness when his fingers reached my pussy. I was so turned on that I was panting for him to touch me there. “Please don’t stop,” I begged.

I felt his finger enter me. I rocked my body up and down as he guided it in and out. The friction sent thrills deep into my core. I wanted to scream when my body started to uncontrollably convulse. When I leaned my head on his shoulder to catch my breath, he put his mouth against my ear. “I’m just beginning.”

Chance guided me to stand up, and he quickly climbed out of the chair. He leaned me over and stood behind me, running his hands up to my hips. He tugged me back until my ass was pressing against his erection.

Within seconds, he had grabbed the elastic of my shorts and pulled them down off of my backside, revealing my naked ass. He rubbed one of the cheeks before I heard the zipper of his pants sliding down. I stood there bent over just waiting for him to be inside of me. It was as if I needed him to be closer to me than he already was. I couldn’t explain why I needed him; I just knew that I did.

Chance was gentle as he slid inside of me. He picked up the pace almost instantly. I could tell he liked this position, because he was in total control. His hands were tight around my waist and with each thrust, it felt like he entered a little more. When we finally both climaxed, he collapsed his spent body over my back. I could feel the sweat from his chest against my hot skin. His breathing was heavy, but he continued kissing my back.

“I fucking love you.”

Chance stepped right out of his pants, leaving them on the floor in the living room. I followed him into the bedroom where he pulled down the covers for me before climbing in himself. He held one of his arms up, allowing me to cuddle my body against his. “This is where you belong.”

I looked up into his brown eyes. “I’d do anything for you.”

“I know, Hope. That means so much.”

I closed my eyes and easily fell asleep knowing that he wasn’t going anywhere, because he already was home.

I held Hope in my arms and couldn’t fall asleep as easily as she had. My mind was a crazy mess of what had transposed in the last two days. Just a few hours ago, I was in a jail cell, but now I was home in my bed with my beautiful girlfriend in my arms. Technically, I hadn’t been charged when Trevor must have showed up at the station. I was still in a holding room waiting to be processed. One minute I was preparing to be fingerprinted, and the next I was being released.

It was all surreal considering all that had happened. Even though the charges were bullshit, they still would have stuck, had it not been for my witty girlfriend.