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tasted him, waiting patiently until she had her fill of him. She couldn’t stop though and continued. His groans grew deeper as she unzipped his jeans and slipped her hand inside.
    He yanked them down his hips, then off, giving her easier access to him. She closed her eyes as she touched him, imagining what he would feel like inside her. The anticipation grew to be too much for her. She gripped his boxers and at the same time he brought his hand around her back, his fingers at the clasp of her bra.
    He looked down at her and smiled, his expression so warm, and together they removed the final pieces of clothing. He lay his forehead against hers, his heated breaths against her lips, as he braced her lower back and slowly pushed himself inside her.
    She sucked in a breath and he gave her a single kiss as their rhythms steadily grew in sync. They worked so perfectly together and Tarrah couldn’t believe how much of a connection she felt with him. It had never felt like this before; not with Swanson, not with anyone. Chase had been right about casual sex. What he said was exactly right. When there was deliberately no attachment it didn’t feel the same. It was just sex. This felt different. This felt wonderful and she never wanted to give it up. She wanted this feeling forever.

 
Chapter Fifteen
    Tarrah ran her hand across Chase’s chest as he slept. It wasn’t quite Christmas yet. The alarm clock on the dresser read 11:05 p.m. Chase had her snuggled up tight to his side, under his arm, even in his dreams not wanting to let her go. She smiled while she watched him. He was so cute while he slept and there were a few things she already learned about him in their short time together. One thing was that he liked to cuddle while he slept, just like she did; another was that he talked in his sleep. She would giggle every time he let out a word or phrase. It wasn’t annoying or anything, just cute. He would always say things from his schoolwork. She could tell, because it was science or math terminology. He was a huge dork like her and she thought that was awesome. She wondered if finding out more things like this about him was what she got to look forward to if she and Chase did decide that they eventually wanted a committed relationship. She was excited by the prospect.
    She nuzzled into him, gripping him tight as she closed her eyes to go into Christmas morning with him, but her cell phone ringing from her purse caused her eyes to shoot open.
    Shit . She didn’t want her phone to wake him up. He looked so peaceful and she didn’t want to disturb that.
    She carefully lifted his arm and slid free. She then leaped from the bed and to her purse. Fumbling with it, she finally turned it off.
    She let out a breath, then bounced on her legs when she realized she really had to go to the restroom. Placing her phone back in her purse, she hurried to do the deed. She wanted to be back in Chase’s arms as soon as possible. When she was done, she stepped back toward the bed, but paused. She realized she hadn’t even checked to see who was on the phone. She knew it couldn’t be Georgia, since her friend knew where she was and would never disturb their time together. Tarrah grew anxious all the sudden. No one really called her but Georgia… and her parents.
    Returning to her bag, she fumbled inside and retrieved the phone. She let out a breath of relief when she found it was only a text message from her Mom. If it was a phone call that would have been bad. Long distance charges were horrible through their carrier. She really needed to think about switching the text message tone to a short chirp, so she could know the difference between a text message and a phone call, but dammit did she love her Gaga Christmas tune. It was the holidays though, so she supposed it could stay that way for a little while longer.
    Thumbing through the phone, she found the message and displayed it across the screen.
    HEY, HUN, IT’S MOMMY AND DAD TXTING FROM