Hot night, and a happy, carefree day

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Sarah POV:

I wake up in the middle of the night to pouring rain. I glance to my right and see Chase is sound asleep, I gently bring up a hand push some of his hair out of his face with a soft smile. After a few minutes I knew I wasn't going back to sleep anytime soon, so I carefully wiggled myself out of his hold and went downstairs to the kitchen to make some tea. When I first realized all he had in his house was coffee I had to change that. So I brought over 6 different kinds of tea, I think it was then he realized he had a tea lover. I grabbed a mug, filled it with water and put it in the microwave to heat up, I glance out the window and into the backyard. As I get lost in my thoughts watching the rain hit the pool surface the microwave beeps making me jump. I quickly grab the mug and put my honey and a tea bag in. After letting it sit for a minute to cool I grab it and walk to the backdoor and lean against the door frame. I close my eyes and lift the mug to my face, letting the steam hit my face. I loved the sound of rain, I could sit there for hours and listen to it and never grow bored. As I stand there and finish my tea, I lose track of time. Because the next thing I know is feeling arms snake around my waist and a chest mold around my back, and I let myself relax back into him. After a few minutes of standing there I open my eyes and tilt my head back and to the side to look up at him and say,

"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you, I just woke up and couldn't fall back asleep"

All he did was shake his head and take my empty mug out of my hand and sit it on the table behind him. As he rewraps his arms around me, he nuzzles his face into the side of my neck and starts to leave light kisses up it till he gets to my ear and starts to nibble on it. Without meaning to I tilt my head more so he had more room. As he continues his actions I could feel myself letting go more and more. After a few minutes I turn around and hold his face in my hands and kiss him, slowly and full of everything I feel about him in it.

As we continue our slow kiss his hand slips under my shirt, across my abdomen and up my side. Leaving goosebumps behind. I can feel my body arch into his with a soft moan coming out of my mouth. He pauses just for a split second before he moves his hands to my thighs and picks me up, causing me to wrap my legs around his waist. Not once did his lips leave mine, even when he shoved me up against the glass door behind me. For what seemed the hours, we continued just becoming one. But I could feel him getting more and more excited, and I was too. So I pulled away and leaned my forehead against his and muttered,

"Bedroom, now."

And not even a second later he was carrying me up the stairs and into his room, setting me down on the foot of his bed. He pulled back with a serious face, even if his eyes were dark as the sky and asked,

"Are you sure, because I can't guarantee that once we start I'll be able to stop till you scream my name Sarah."

I could feel every nerve light up at his words as I nod my head yes. I was never more sure of anything in my life. I pull him into a kiss and whisper against his lips,

"Yes, I trust you. I have never felt more sure about anything. Make me yours, completely."

And it was as if those words were the trigger. I could see his control snap as he attacked my lips with his while climbing on top of me. Our shirts were quickly shredded off each other. He pulls back a bit to take it in, and before I could think about trying to cover up he bends back down and starts to leave butterfly kisses down my neck, the hollow of my throat, and down the valley of my chest. Making me squirm under his touch. Where ever his mouth and hands touched left fire, and I wanted more. I bring my legs up and wrap them back around his waist as I trail my hands lightly down his stomach, making the muscles clench under them. He growled as he came back up and captured my lips with his again. I began to run the tips of my nails across his skin, he bit my lower lip as I feel his hand take my left breast and began to massage it. I start to squirm underneath him. He pulls away from the kiss to look me straight in the eyes and huskily says,

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