Emma's POV
I didn't expect what Chase pulled
After a long and eventful trip, all I wanted was to get back home to rest.
Apparently, he had other plans,
I still wasn't sure how I felt about him since that night. And the rumors throughout the day too were not helping matters.
Chase changed the destination of our ride to an A class hotel I always heard the girls in school talk about.
It was where most of them lost their virginity, the other few did in their rooms.
It was always the top on every girl's list, and where they expected their boyfriends to take them to.
I found it a bit cringe that it was the only place Chase could think of, but the ambience, location and grandeur of it answered all my questions.
I decided to live in the moment and not think about how I really felt coming to a hotel with my step brother.
Chase took my hand all the way, acting like the gentle man he wasn't.
He looked really hot and sexy in a tuxedo.
My train of thoughts derailed from safety to sex.
Firstly, he changed the destination of my ride, secondly, we were in a hotel where no one knew what was going to happen.
It felt like I was living what was going to become a crime story, I knew it, but I still felt too weak to turn back.
Like sheep to the slaughter, I followed him to the reservation he made. It was the penthouse on the topmost floor.
I was blown away.
It was so beautiful, the only place I had seen something like that was on the television.
There were balloons and flowers hanging from all corners of the place.
"How did you get this many flowers? Are you sure there are flowers left on Mother earth?" I asked him.
Chase smiled, revealing a sexy white set of teeth.
"Oh yeah. I got it from the flower shop next to the hotel we stayed at." He said casually.
"You bought the whole freaking shop?" I asked him sarcastically.
"Yeah." He answered smiling.
At that point, I knew I had a mad man on my hand.
"You're welcome." He replied to the look I had on.
Surprised wasn't even the word. It wasn't normal, at all.
It was so beautiful, more beautiful than what I ever imagined the garden of Eden to be.
I tried to contain my excitement, but it was impossible.
I loved flowers, for the longest time, I wished I could grow them, but we didn't have a yard before we moved in with Chase's dad. And then in Mark's house, there was a professional gardener who managed the yard.
"You gave away the chocolates, but not the flowers." Chase said, unquestioned.
"Stalker much?" I replied.
"I wasn't stalking, I was with you." He said.
"Alright, alright." ai gave up.
Arguing with Chase was a waste of time when there were so many flowers for me to smell and run my hands through.
He gave me the breakdown of the flowers, how threatened and endangered most of them were. Many of them weren't native and had to be shipped in on private jets for special orders.
"This was a special order?" I asked him.
"What do you think?" He replied.
I hugged him. It's the most I had felt appreciated in a really long while.
Between my dying relationship with my mom, and with Lily, I was becoming more of a loner.
"What was that for?" He asked.
"For the flowers. Thank You." I replied to him.
"There are many ways you could thank me though." He said, with a very charming smile.
I turned around to see Chase fully erect and shirtless.
I dropped my bag on the counter and walked towards him, only stopping when our faces were a hair's breadth apart.
"If you think I'm one of those girls you take to hotels all over the place and fuck their brains out, only to treat them like trash after you've gotten what you wanted, you're fucking sorely mistaken." I said to him, Chase was taken aback. "Besides, I'm your step…"
He put his index finger on my lips, ending my sentence halfway.
Chase lifted me with so much ease I made a mental note to check if I was underweight or if he was just too strong.
The flowers were mainly for the living room.
The room had lights, cool warm red lights. The whole place was a whole freaking mood.
That was not how I planned to lose my virginity. It was far better than anything I could ever think of.
A fancy ass place with celebrities brimming in and out, nice and expensive decoration, a fancy ass ride too, and the boy of my dreams, literally.
The stars were finally aligned in my favor. But I didn't want Chase to think too much of himself than he already did, so I tried so hard to look less impressed than I really was.
Things were taking a turn I liked, but feared.
Chase was kissing me passionately.
I tried so hard to live in the moment, but my heart was beating too fast, like I was doing something wrong. Which I was.
His hands sliding under my gown jolted me back to my reality.
It was the most a boy had ever touched me.
"First time?" He asked, looking up at me.
"Yes." I replied, taking unsteady and shaky breaths.
"Trust me." He said.
I did! He looked more than capable! It's the only reason I was still there, or even there in the first place. I wanted to know how it really felt.
He took a pillow from the top of the master sized bed and put it under me, while he lay me on it.
My back was up, my tut, I could now see, were much more perky than I ever saw them. They felt so full, I began to feel sore.
Chase parted my legs as wide as they could go.
With every bit of detail he put in what he was doing, shamefully discovered new things about my body.
Foremost of it being that I had fallen for Chase…