His Addiction

Chapter Eleven: Red Dress

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Thank you again everyone!

Sorry, it may seem a little more inappropriate than before!

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I started to get ready after a nice refreshing shower.

The dress was gorgeous but short and a bit tight. It left no room for me to wear a bra and showed an outline of my panties so I couldn't wear those either. Just great. I decided to find my long, black, cotton cardigan that covered what the dress couldn't.

I stare into the mirror. Lucky the cardigan is long enough to feel like I'm wearing a dress just an inch above the knee. Just to see, I remove the cardigan.

That was not a good idea. My hips are out there and my breast even though they aren't much it makes me feel like one of those girls who know their hot, but the difference is I'm not. I'm more like a wanna be hot girl.

DING

He's here. I quickly put on my cardign.

DING

Putting on my black heels last minute, then dashing to the door, I find Chase holding red roses and a smile. He also has on a sexy suit that I find really attractive on him. The tie matches my dress and his black skinny jeans and jacket match my cardigan and heels. His hair is slicked back.

He blushes a bit biting his lip, "You look hot." He pulls me in for a passionate kiss before biting on my lips hungrily.

"Where are your parents?" His voice is so dreamy. His eyes travel from my face slowly moving downwards.

I feel so naked, "Umm...their at work."

"Mmm, okay." His eyes on my hips (my most self-conscious spot). I want to tell him stop staring but at the same time the way his eyes take my body in as if he's sketching me perfectly makes me happy. Or am I just being horny?

"Umm...so...do you want to come in?" Did I just invited him in? Just great, I thought, rolling my eyes to the end of the universe. I should have know I'm horny because of him.

"Yeah, I would love too."  Oh, my gosh. He's so dreamy. And he's freaking dangerous. I know I did some research on him and let's just say he's been through a lot. And he's been in with bad crowds.

Closing the door behind him---

"Mmm," his lips found mine once I turned around. I feel his hands squeeze my waist.

"Baby your so sexy," he says biting his lips. He crawls his eyes down my body again. "Take off that jacket please."

His eyes sparkle with heat, lust, and passion. So much freaking passion. I let those bad blue eyes watch me remove my cardigan as his hands settle on top of my freshly uncovered skin.

"My body isn't that great you know. . ." I look up at him when my cardigan falls to the floor. His eyes instantly trace my body slowly as his hands clutch me close to make sure I don't run away from embarrassment.

I'm starting to wish he could stop staring at my hips.

Our eyes meet when he was done, "Your so f*cking hot."

I laugh nervously, "Thanks."

"Mmm yeah," he starts molding our lips together and pulls my horny body to his. I feel hot as my arms wrap around his upper waist. We slowly pull back and our foreheads touch.

"Wow."

"Yeah," he smiles so I see dimples pop up. I haven't paid this much attention to them before but he really is starting to look more like a prince.

I tried putting the cardigan back on, but he stops me with a kiss.

"Chase," I feel my lips groan.

"You look so f*cking good baby," his tongue somehow lost me and speaks this strange language I can't yet understand. He grabs my hand casually and leads me to the kitchen. I watch as he takes out a vase from a cabinet. It's so werid how he knows where everything is as if he's been living here this whole time.

"How do you know where my mom keeps the vase?"

He looks at me with this hot smirk that makes my body crawl with heat. He ignores my question filling the vase with some water and putting the roses inside. I watch as he walks towards me. His body is amazing. His abs, those arms that are muscular but not too much, those legs. And--No I can't be horny thinking about him right now! I mean I haven't even told him I'm into him.

He carefully puts the vase behind me keeping his eyes locked on mine and I feel his arm brush my skin. I shiver.

"Chase. You look really, really--"

"Mmm really what?"

My face hangs down, "Sexy," I mumbled.

He picks me up so I sit on the kitchen table. Standing between my legs, he whispers a "Thanks," before he kissed me hard. I let his tongue wildly explore my mouth and allow mine to taste his mint ones. My hands can't help but grab onto his shirt. How was I so lucky to find a guy like Chase?

His hand rests on my back, the other on my thighs. That's the cue that I know means he's allowing his tongue to go deeper and my hand rest on his neck the other on his cheek. "D*mn," he whispers when I accidentally brushed up against him. My lips are shocked but I continue our kiss because I don't know what else I could do.

When he pulls back, something falls around my neck. I giggle nervously, "What is this?" He smiles shrugging his shoulders and looking down at my chest.

I hold it in my hand looking down at my chest to reveal a beautiful, gold heart with a leather string around my neck. It looks so wonderful as if it's been passed down from generation to generation.

"Chase it's beautiful. I can't accept this. It looks so expensive and important," I carefully feel the nice curves of the heart that looks carefully sculptured.

"No baby, you have to accept it," he gives me a cute smile. Then I warm his lips with my love. Is it just me or do I really want to marry this man?

"Mm your so delicious," he says, after resting his forehead against mine.

I bite my lips chuckling softly, "So are you."

His eyes flicker and for some reason I feel a chill down my neck for a second.