Blurred Lines 1: CHASE
Chapter 74

~Sofia~

Gentle, playful strokes over my bare arms woke me up the next day. Chase.

If he hadn't been holding me to prove last night's endeavors, the soreness between my legs would have. After the warm bath, we had another go in my bed. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on FindNovel.net. Visit FindNovel.net to read the complete chapters for free. I never thought passing out from pleasure happens in real life, but I experienced it firsthand.

I moaned as he nuzzled his nose on the junction of my neck and shoulders, bestowing butterfly kisses on my slowly heating skin.

His body was in stark contrast to my bed, hard, sturdy, and warm.

"Morning, baby," he murmured, drawing me closer.

He was naked. I stiffened. His cock jerked between my ass cheeks. I don't think I can go for another round even if my life depended on it, but damn I want him. I want to wake up like this every day. "Morning." I opened my eyes. The sliver of light from the curtain gaps spotlights the dust particles in the air. "What time is it?"

I reached for my phone. Nine thirty. I got three messages from Jessica and one voicemail from Georgia. Setting the phone back on the nightstand, I snuggled back into Chase's warm embrace.

Chase chuckled as my stomach grumbled like boulders rolling down the hills. My cheeks burned - no - my skin was in flames.

"Stay here. I'll make breakfast," he kissed the top of my head.

"You're the guest. I should make breakfast," I turned, getting an eyeful of his naked body.

He was so beautiful everywhere, and his confidence in his skin only added to his allure. He stood proud, and so did his morning wood.

"I'm pretty sure I fucked you to next week. Do you think you can walk properly?" he smirked, crossing his arms.

To prove him wrong, I sat up and winced when I felt how sore my body was.

"Thought so," he murmured, leaning forward to kiss me, morning breath and all.

Chase sauntered into the room an hour later, wearing nothing but black boxer briefs. He set a tray on the bed - a plate of last night's mac and cheese, toasted bread with butter, a bowl of cut fruits, yogurt, orange juice, and coffee.

"What are you wearing?" Chase frowned, eyeing my loose white hoodie. While he prepared breakfast, I managed to clean up and get decent.

I reached for a grape and popped it into my mouth. "What?" I looked down at my hoodie.

"I prefer you with nothing on," he murmured, the bed dipped at his weight. He spread butter over the toasted bread and handed it to me. Thanking him, I took a huge bite.

"Pervert," I said, rolling my eyes at him. But deep inside, I wondered what it would be like to have this set up permanently. We might need to tone down on the 'fucking me to next week' on workdays, but this... waking up to his cuddles, breakfast in bed, and his filthy mouth felt like a dream.

It's too soon, so I settled for what we have right now. We just got back together and confessed our feelings... Oh my God. I paused and stared at Chase. He removed the lid of the Greek yogurt, dipped a strawberry in it, and extended it to me. "What?" He asked when I just kept staring at him. "Is something wrong?" worry blanketed his face. He dropped his hand, but I gripped his wrist and ate the strawberry.

"I just remembered something." I reached for a strawberry, dipped it in yogurt, and fed it to him. He opened his mouth, darted his tongue, and licked my fingers. My mind wandered to all the filthy things his tongue did to me last night. "What?" he grabbed the plate of mac and cheese, scooped a forkful, and offered it to me.

"You said something last night." I took the fork from him and fed him as well.

His brows knitted together, slowly chewing, but he kept his eyes on me. "I said a lot of nice things last night, like how good your p***y felt, how good your p***y tasted-"

I groaned and buried my face in my hands. 'Will I ever get used to his dirty mouth?'

He chuckled. The utensils rattled on the tray as he reached for my hands and pulled them from covering my face. He lifted me off the bed and set me across his lap, tucking my hair behind my ears. "I also said I love you."

He tipped my chin up and kissed my forehead. "I love you, Sofia."

My eyes flickered to his, finding nothing but sincerity in that long-lashed gaze. "You really mean that?" "Yes, Sunshine. I'm all in if you are. We can do things at your pace. Don't feel pressured just because I confessed. I'll accept whatever you can give me." My heart swelled with adoration for him. "You're willing to do that?"

He nodded, his brows creasing. "But I remember something too."

"What?" I frowned.

"We didn't use protection."

"Oh," my mouth formed the shape of an o. "Uhm. I'm not on the pill." There was no reason for me to be on birth control. I was too busy with work to date and too hung up on Chase to have eyes for other men.

"Want me to buy a morning-after pill?" he offered. "I didn't think we'd have s*x last night," he chuckled. "I assumed you'd kick me out and slam the door in my face."

I appreciate he didn't come here for sex, but how could he honestly think I could throw him out when I've been waiting for him since I came home?

Dropping my hands between us, I fiddled with the sleeve of my hoodie. "I... I don't want to take the pill. I mean, if you want to, I can take it."

He studied me for a moment. Shame enveloped me with each passing second. I opened my mouth to take back what I said, but Chase beat me to it. "Alright."

I blinked at him, surprised he'd agree to what I said. This was a huge step in our relationship. "Chase, I'm nat asking you to be a father to a child if you're not ready. I mean... Do you remember back in Rio? We forgot to buy the pill, and things just got chaotic. I only remember when I was already home. But even if I was pregnant, I decided I would have the baby..." I heaved a breath, "with or without you."

My heart knocked in my chest cavity, afraid he might get offended by what I said. But to my surprise, I saw a dazed grin on his mouth. "Like I said, Sofia, I'm all in."

A boulder formed in my throat. 'Are we really taking this leap? And Chase was willing to do it with me?" "Derek would have a new reason to chop off my head if I knocked you up before I put a ring on your finger," he grimaced. "I asked for his permission before coming here. He warned me not to hurt you, or he'd bury me six feet under. But if that's what you want, I want that too."

Mist fogged my sight. He thought that far into our relationship? For Chase and his history, that is f**king huge.

I swallowed and kissed him. I don't know how else to show the joy I'm feeling. It's like I was floating in the air. I had to bite down on his lower lip to know that this was real and not a dream. "I love you."

"I love you, baby."