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Chase POV:
Her hands gripped my shoulders, her nails biting into my skin, but I welcomed the sting. She was unraveling, her body grinding against my face as I worked to push her closer to the edge. Her breaths came faster, her voice rising in pitch, and I could feel her thighs trembling on either side of me.
I lifted my gaze to hers, needing to see her expression. Her lips were parted, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes glazed with pleasure.
"Chase," she whispered, her voice trembling with need.
I couldn't get enough of her. The way she moved, the way she looked, the way she tasted—it was intoxicating. But just as I was about to take her completely, I stopped, lifting my head and meeting her gaze.
Her breath hitched, her eyes searching mine. "Why did you stop?" she asked, her voice a mix of confusion and desperation.
