Limitless (Journey Series) (5 page)

“What are you doing Chase,
shouldn’t we be resting up?” I teased as he placed open- mouthed kisses farther
up my stomach, sending shivers straight down to my toes. I was so happy that he
still made me feel that way with the simplest touch. I had a feeling it would
be like that forever.

He pulled his mouth away and looked
up at me, a sexy smirk playing on his lips. “Well, we both passed out last
night, so I figured we needed to get busy christening the bed. Now that we’re
married, we’ll have to redo all of the spots in the house. And I mean all of
‘em.” He winked a twinkling green eye at me and went back to work with his
mouth, pushing the T-shirt that I had slipped on in the dark last night, up
even farther.

I knew exactly what he was talking
about when he said all of them. We didn’t get the house to ourselves very often
with Caleb, but when we did, Chase liked to have sex just about everywhere. And
I mean, everywhere.

I let out a gasp when he took my
breast in his mouth, the cool silver from his tongue ring that he rarely took
out, flicking against my nipple. I knew when he started teaching next week, he
would obviously have to take it out, but that would seriously be the only time
I would allow it. I mean, I was his wife now, I had certain demands that he
needed to fulfill, right?

He moved to my other breast, giving
it the same treatment, before he slid further up my body, his excitement
digging into my stomach. “Are you still too tired for this?” he murmured out in
that low, husky voice of his. He arched his hips against me and I let out a
groan.

“Uh no, I think I’m good right
here.” He smiled against my lips at my response, darting his tongue out and
tracing the outside of my lips, before pushing in. I would never get enough of
this. I knew we would be old and gray, still like teenagers making out in the
back of their parents’ car, that’s how good Chase’s kisses were.

 His hand dipped into my panties,
never breaking our kiss, and I moaned into his mouth when his fingers made
contact. We had kept plenty busy on the honeymoon part of our trip, but I was
still instantly turned on. “Already so wet for me, baby.”

“Mmhm,” I murmured, slightly
sitting up. “But I think I need to have control this time.” I pushed his body
back, and we twisted around until I was straddled on his lap. I had to take a
second to look at his beautiful body, my fingers tracing over the hardened
muscles in his stomach and chest. Every inch was perfect. Really, this was
my
husband?

“You like what you see?” he asked,
his hands tucked behind his head with a cocky smirk. “Oh, I love what I see.” I
wiggled my hips and he let out a groan, exactly the reaction I was going for. I
slid down his body, pulling down on the waistband of his boxers until they were
completely off.

 I kissed every inch of his
muscular stomach, while my hand went to work on his length. When my mouth
finally landed on the tip, he hissed between his teeth. I traced small circles
with my tongue, before fully taking him into my mouth, and his hands came down
to clasp tightly behind my head. I could tell how close he was, but instead of
letting me finish what I started, he gently pulled on my hair, and pushed my
body backwards.

“Now I get to be in control,” he
growled at me playfully. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist, biting
back the smile that was trying to break free. We always ended up this way. He
liked to tease me about always being in control, but in all actuality, it
always ended up with Chase taking the lead.

He thrust in hard and fast, dipping
his head down to meet my lips once again, and I was instantly lost. My hips
arched to meet him every time, his pace wild as we both moaned together.  His
fingers slid between the two of us, rubbing on that one spot that always sent
me over the edge, he knew every inch of my body so well. I moaned out his name
as I felt my walls tightening around him.

My nails dug into his shoulder
blades as I came down from the high and he was behind me just seconds later,
collapsing on top of me. “I love you so much, Mrs. O’Neil,” he murmured against
my neck. It felt so weird having those words come out of his mouth, but so
right. Mrs. O’ Neil. Leah O’Neil. What in the hell? I was someone’s Mrs.; it
was truly mind-blowing. “And I love you, Mr. O’Neil.”

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“Caleb, hurry it up little man, we
are going to be so late.” I glanced at the clock one more time, cursing myself
for scheduling such an early class on a Monday morning. Sure, the house that we
had rented was practically smack dab in between Chase’s school that he would be
teaching at and my campus, but I really hadn’t planned my time out well for a
thirty minute drive. Plus, I had to drop Caleb off at his preschool. Luckily,
it was located right on campus, so I wouldn’t lose much time.

“All ready, Mommy.” Caleb jumped in
to view, and I had to stifle a laugh as I grabbed my bag. He had insisted on
dressing himself for the first day of school, and you could tell. His red shirt
and green pants most definitely didn’t match, unless somehow I didn’t realize
Christmas was already upon us, and I’m pretty sure his pants were on backwards.
Oh well, I guess he has his own little style. Hopefully, the teachers at the
school didn’t think I was some sort of bad mom who couldn’t dress their kid.

“Ok, buddy. Let’s roll.” I locked
the door behind us and buckled him into his car seat when we reached the car.
The only thing my mom had left behind for me was still putzing along, even
though Chase hated that I drove it, but there was no way I was letting him buy
me a new car. We were married now, but that didn’t mean I was going to let him
pay for everything.

Maybe after I was finished up with
school at the end of the semester and landed a job, I could afford a new one.
“Are you excited to go back to school, buddy? I bet Miss Clarissa missed you so
much. You’ll have to tell her all about our fun vacation.”

I glanced back in the mirror,
smiling when I saw his unruly brown curls bob up and down. Chase was always
trying to cut those things off and give Caleb a buzz cut like he had, but I
wouldn’t let him touch them.

“Yup, I’m all ready. I’m gonna tell
Rissa all ‘bout how we played in the sand and built castles. And how pretty you
looked when you got to marry Chase.”

“Aw, thanks Caleb.” I swear this
boy was going to be a little heartbreaker. Even though Chase wasn’t his dad, I
could tell his charming ways were rubbing off on him. “Don’t forget Auntie Al’s
going to pick you up from school today. I have to go back to work today,
remember?”

“Okay, Mommy. Sounds like fun.
Auntie Al always spoils me.” I snorted when he said it. That was the truth,
just about everyone spoiled him, but you would never know it. He was still one
of the sweetest little boys.

I dropped him off, giving him a
longer hug than usual. The three of us had basically spent the whole summer
together and it was going to be weird being apart from him again. Plus, I knew
this day would probably change our lives forever.

Before Ally would head back to our
place with Caleb in tow tonight, she was taking him to the lab for his DNA testing.
I knew it was inevitable, so I didn’t want to put it off any longer. Roy had
called once since we were back from vacation, but just to check up on Caleb and
nothing else. I didn’t feel any sort of pressure from him to get the test done,
but I really just wanted it over with.

Ally had offered to take him, I
think after she saw how nervous Chase and I were about the whole thing, she
felt like it would be a good thing. I pretty much already knew what the results
would be. Caleb looked so much like Roy; it would be hard for anyone to argue
that they were related.

I just wasn’t sure what it would
mean when it was officially confirmed that he was in fact Caleb’s dad. I had
taken care of that little boy basically his whole life and I wasn’t sure what I
would do without him. Roy reassured me that he just wanted to be a part of his
life and wasn’t trying to take him away, but sometimes these kinds of
situations could get messy. I definitely didn’t want lawyers getting involved.

“Leah, over here!” I heard Remy’s
familiar voice as soon as I stepped into my first class of the day and turned,
instantly spotting her flaming red hair near the front of the classroom.

We had every class together this
semester since we were both finishing our nursing degrees, which really was a
good thing since she wasn’t working at Gino’s anymore. It had been a total
bummer when she put in her two weeks. I loved working with Remy; she really was
a breath of fresh air at that place when I was running around on my feet all
night. I understood though, she didn’t really need to work since her parents
helped her out a lot and she wanted to focus solely on the last semester of
school so her grades didn’t slip at all.

“Hey Mrs. O’Neill, I saved you a
seat. Running a little behind this morning? Could your sexy husband have
anything to do with that?” She wiggled her eyebrows at me as I pulled out the
textbook that had cost me an arm and a leg and set a fresh notebook on my desk.

“Actually, Chase was out the door
before I even rolled out of bed this morning, I think he was a little excited
for his first day of school. Mary even dropped off a packed lunch for him in a
little lunchbox, it was so cute.” I rolled my eyes and Remy stifled a giggle
when class started up. I hoped Chase didn’t expect me to pack his lunch every
day. That was not going to happen.

My mind raced as Remy’s words
registered in my head again. Mrs. O’Neil. Husband. I now had a husband. I don’t
think the reality of that really set in until I stepped foot into the
classroom.

 I looked down at the antique band
and centered diamond that sat on my ring finger, the light hitting it just
right to make it sparkle. Did we get married too soon? I mean, I was only 20
years old, shouldn’t I be running around right now, being irresponsible,
flitting from one guy to the next. Partying it up with my friends? I suddenly
felt like an old, decrepit woman.

No, no, no I couldn’t think that
way. I had been dealt a different set of cards in life when I ended up with the
mom I had. Sure, I took on a lot of responsibility when it came to Caleb, but I
would never change the way it all played out.

Screw anyone who thought I was too
young to get married. If they were trying to judge me, I’m sure it was just
because they were jealous. Who wouldn’t be of my husband? That sexy body, with
the toned muscles, that I had no idea how they were even real. The expressive
green eyes that always did something funny to me every time he looked my way.
That low, husky voice that made my panties wet almost every time I heard him
speak. If the whole teaching thing didn’t work out, he could totally be a phone
sex operator. I would let him.

And who could forget that mouth
that was almost always curved into a cocky smirk? Just thinking about it was
making me wiggle around in my seat, wanting to be anywhere but here, as long as
it was with Chase.

Chase

My first day of school, well of
teaching, was officially over. It had gone surprisingly well. I was teaching
English to juniors at the local high school. Truthfully, it was a little weird.

 I mean, if I thought about it,
these kids were only a few years younger than my wife. How fucked up was that?
It made me feel like a male version of a cougar, maybe like a jaguar or
something. Whatever.

I had been a little uncomfortable
in my last class of the day and really wasn’t sure what to do. The first day of
school was always the day for going over the syllabus of the class, which even
I had to agree, was a little boring.

As soon as the bell rang, all of
the kids darted out of the classroom, except for one. I could tell this girl
definitely fell into the popular crowd. I had been in it myself, so I guess I
spotted other members of the crowd easily.

I wasn’t some kind of sick pervert,
checking out his students, but you could just tell. Her blonde hair fell way
past her shoulders and her deep tan made me think that she had spent plenty of
time partying by the lake over the summer.

“Hi, Mr. O’Neil,” she purred out,
leaning across my desk, her boobs that were spilling out of her tight buttoned
up white shirt, pushed right into my line of vision. I was sure she was doing
it on purpose.

 Leah had been teasing me ever
since she found out that I was going to school for teaching, that the girls
would be drooling over me.  And when she found out that I was teaching at a
private school, where all of the kids had to wear uniforms, she pretty much
lost it. She envisioned something straight out of some Britney Spears video and
teased me about the naughty school girls that I was going to have to avoid.

Apparently, I had some kind of bad
boy vibe that I threw off and tended to turn the girls on with it. I didn’t
really take her seriously, until I had showed up today, and I saw almost every
girl giggling to each other whenever I walked by.

 I wasn’t full of myself or
anything. But I was sure they weren’t giggling and making googly eyes about the
sixty year old white haired man next to me. Just what I needed. Apparently, I
was the hot new teacher. It truly felt a little degrading.

“I just wanted to formally
introduce myself, I’m Brittany.” She stuck out a manicured hand and I looked
down at it, unsure of what to do, before quickly shaking it back and pulling my
hand away. Was I supposed to find it ironic that this girl’s name was Brittany?
I really wasn’t going to give this girl the wrong idea with the whole touching
thing. No lines were going to be crossed.

“Nice to officially meet you,
Brittany. I hope you enjoy the class this semester, I’m kind of new at this.”