Silver and Chrome: A Bad Boy MC Romance (46 page)

Chapter Thirty-Three

“I
’
m
not ready to go back to my life,
”
I
say, half-heartedly pushing clothes into my suitcase.  Our flight back to
Toronto is early tomorrow morning and we decided to pack tonight so that we
could sleep in a bit longer. 

“
We don’
t
have to stay there,
”
Chase
says from the other side of the bed where he’s putting his own suitcase
together.  He
’
s almost done
since he has a lot more room going home after giving away the entire contents
of one of his bags. 
“
Come back to Vegas
with me.
”

“
I don’
t
know if I
’
m ready to go back
there, either.  I
’
m just being silly
and spoiled, don
’
t mind me.
”

“
No you
’
re
not,
”
he says, shaking his head.  Chase walks around the bed
and takes my arm gently. 
“
I
get it, Lila.  You
’
re
not sure what you want to do, and going back, to either of our homes, is almost
like making a decision you aren’t ready to make yet.  The thing about choices
is that they
’
re scary because
you don
’
t know if you’ve
made the wrong one until it’s too late.
”

I nod, resting my head on his chest.  His
body smells fresh through his shirt.  We
’
d
spent our last day at the beach but both of us had showers after getting back
to the room.  Well, one shower shared between us, anyway.

“
So let
’
s
not go to either place.  Let
’
s
go somewhere else instead.
”

“
What?
”

“
Why rush back?  Neither
of us have anything pressing to get back to.
”

“We can
’
t
just keep running away from our problems.
”

“We
’
re
not,
”
he protests, and I can feel his chin brush against my
hair as he shakes his head. 
“It’ll
just give us more time to figure things out.
”

I breathe heavily into his shirt as I
sling an arm around his waist, hugging him a bit tighter.  The thought of
spending more time away with Chase sounds amazing to me, but I can
’
t
help but feel guilty.  Not only because he’s paying for everything, but because
I
’
m keeping him away from
playing
poker.  To me it’s
just a game, but I know it’s a lot
more than that to him.  At the very least it’s his job.

“Don
’
t
you have to play poker or something?  I feel like you
’
re
putting everything aside for me.  I know you
’
re
a professional player and it’s important to you.  Just because I don
’
t
have a job or career prospect doesn’t mean you have to give up yours as well.
”

Chase chuckles softly, I can hear it right
through his chest, reverberating against my ear. 
“
A
couple of weeks ago it was the most important thing in the world to me.  Isn’t
it funny how fast priorities can change?
” 
He
pulls me back a bit and looks me in the eye before kissing me on the forehead. 
“
Actually,
there
’
s a way we can do both if
you
’
re interested.
”

“
What do you mean?
”

“
Ever heard of Macau?
”

I shake my head instinctively but then
stop myself. 
“
Actually, it sounds
familiar, but I don
’
t
know what it is.
”

“
Not what.  Where.  It
’
s
a city in China.  Technically part of China but run with a bit of autonomy,
sort of like Hong Kong.  Anyway, it’s a very big gambling city.  The biggest
cash games in the world are played there.  I go a couple of times a year to
play.  Maybe we can go there for a little while.  I can play a bit while you
relax in a fancy hotel or spend time at the spa.  Like a working vacation, but
I promise to do a lot more vacation than work.
”

“
Are you sure?  I feel
like I
’
m becoming this
incredible burden, like you have to drag me along wherever you go and pay for
everything.
”

“
Are you kidding me?
” 
He kisses me again, on the lips this time.  Firmly. 
“You
’
re
the only reason I want to go anywhere right now.  You
’
re
the only reason I
’
m making any
decisions.  I’ll go wherever you want Lila.  We can go back to Vegas.  We can
go to Toronto.  We can go to Africa if that
’
s
what you want to do.  As long as we go together, I don
’
t
care.  Stop worrying about the money.  Seriously.  I have more than enough, and
I have nothing I would rather spend it on than you.
”

I close my eyes and return the kiss, my
lips brushing much more softly against his than he had done to me. 
“You
’
re
right.  I agree.  As long as we
’
re
together.  So let
’
s go to Macau
then.  At least you can play there, and your little spa suggestion sounds
wonderful.
”  He
’
s
right.  As long as we
’
re
together it doesn’t matter where we go.  I resolve to stop worrying about the
money.  Evelyn said he’s made millions playing poker, and he’s generous with it
wherever we go.  Even if I hadn’t noticed that before, it’s been obvious here
in Cuba.  It
’
s refreshing to be
with someone not as obsessed with money as Harry had been.  Or not
hav
ing
to worry about it all the time like when I was by myself.

“Fabulous,”
he says, pulling
away from me and walking back to the other side of the bed to grab his phone. 
“I’ll
call my agent and make the arrangements.
”

Chase gets on the phone and I wander out
onto the porch to get some fresh air.  The evening is still warm, but there’s a
refreshing breeze in the air that keeps it from being stifling.  Cuba really
has perfect weather.  At least the people have that going for them.  The trip
has been amazing and beautiful, but in some ways a little bit depressing. 
There is a lot of poverty here.  Chase took me to a couple of other, smaller
towns in the days following our trip to Vi
ñ
ales,
and although the people there seemed just as happy and satisfied with their
lives, they have so very little.  Chase had another backpack filled with the
rest of what he
’
d brought, and
passed it all out, along with more cash, very liberally.  It filled my heart to
see him do it, because it seemed very genuine, like he really wanted to help the
people. 

But the most unfair part of it is that
it’s not like the people are lazy, or undeserving.  The people here work harder
and longer than anyone I’ve ever met back home and yet here we are, about to
fly off to another part of the world where Chase can play a game for millions
of dollars while I sit and have someone rub my feet or put cucumbers on my
eyes.  It hardly seems fair how the ups and downs of your life are dictated
more by where you
’
re born in the
world than what you can do with the skills you
’
re
born with. 

I hear the sliding glass door open and
close behind me, and Chase
’
s
arms circle around my stomach. 

“
I hope we can come back
here some time,
” I say. 

“
For sure.
”

“
Thank you for bringing
me.  Thanks for showing me more than just
…
this.
” 
I motion to the beach and ocean in front of us.

“
Of course.
”

“
I feel guilty.  We have
so much and they have so little.  It doesn’t seem fair.
”

“It
’
s
not,
”
he agrees.  He
’
s
quiet for a moment, and then I feel his face nudge against the back of my
head.  His voice is softer now. 
“We
’
re
born into the world as it is, and in the grand scheme of things there
’
s
very little we can change about how it works.  Certainly not in the short term,
and often not in a lifetime.  And to be honest, I
’
m
more of a live in the moment kind of guy, so I have to leave a lot of that big
picture stuff to other people.  But that doesn’t mean that I can
’
t
do my part to change the lives of individuals in some small way.  I’ve been
fortunate enough to find something I enjoy doing that also makes me a lot of
money, more money than I need.  I could spend it myself, I guess.  I know a lot
of guys that do.  Or, I can do something more meaningful with some of it.  That
’
s
why I come to places like this, why I don
’
t
stick strictly to the resorts.  If I can help a few people each time, it’s my
way of giving back.  I might not be able to improve the whole world, but I can
at least improve someone
’
s
world.
”

I squeeze his arms around me, pulling him
tighter.  That was the right answer.  If I had doubted my feelings towards him
before, he’s just solidified them.  I turned around, still holding onto his
arms to make sure he doesn’t
let me go.

“
I love you, Chase Anderson.
” 
His eyes light up, and a smile starts to break across
his face, but my lips don
’
t
give it time to finish before they
’
re
on top of him.  He kisses me back as my fingers begin to pull urgently against
the front of his pants.  All of a sudden I
’
m
anxious to demonstrate my own version of generosity.

Chapter Thirty-Four

“
Holy
shit, Lila,
” Chase gasps.  I’ve
already pushed him back into the room and yanked his pants down, dropping to my
knees as I wriggle them to the floor.  They were tight enough that his boxers
came down with them and his cock is already semi hard in anticipation of what
he surely knows is to come.

I look up at him as I grab the tip,
extending his length so that I can run my tongue along his hardening shaft. 

“
That
’
s
so hot,
”
he pants, keeping his eyes fixed on mine. 
“
Look
at me as you suck my cock.
”

Cupping my hands around his heavy balls, I
give them a tight squeeze as I lift myself up on the balls of my feet a bit to
envelope him from the top.  He lets out a groan in response, and his hands
grasp my head, fingers burying themselves within the loose strands of my long
hair.  One of my hands grasps him by the root, holding him steady now that he’s
as hard as a steel bar, and the other slides around his ass.  I grasp his cheek
firmly, using it for leverage as I try to swallow as much of his girth as
possible.  He
’
s always been
large, and it isn’t easy to take him all in, but I love the feeling of fullness
whenever I try.

I use my tongue to swipe along his tip,
pulling back a hot bead of pre cum to swallow into my throat.  I want more than
that, though.  I want all of it.  The hand that encircles his shaft squeezes
tighter as I bob up and down, twisting and pulling on him in an effort to coax
the prize from his balls.

“
Fuck Lila, if you keep
that up I
’
m going to come in
your mouth.
”  It
’
s
more of a statement than a warning.  Hopefully more of a promise. 

I speed up even more now and his fingers
tighten in my hair.  By the sounds he’s making, I can tell he’s close.  My grip
on his ass tightens, pulling him deeper into my mouth just as he lets out a
huge groan of release.  His cock swells as the first hot jets fill me, and I
make my own sound of satisfaction as I swallow greedily at his essence.

I keep holding him tightly until I can
suck the last few drops out of him.  Only then do I let him free so that he can
collapse down onto the bed.

“
Fuck, Lila.  That was
incredible.  You
’
re so fucking good
at sucking my dick.  Just let me rest for a minute-
”

“Shh,”
I say, cutting him off
with a finger on his lips. 
“
Go
to sleep.  Don
’
t worry about me. 
I
’
m happy.
”

I am.  It
’
s
taken me time to realize it, but I really am happy.  With my head down on his
chest listening to his heavy breath slowly settle, I close my eyes in
contentment. 

Getting
to Macau took forever, and I don
’
t
want to even imagine how much it cost Chase for two first class seats on a
flight with two connections and about a day
’
s
worth of travel.  We had a stopover in Zurich and then another in Beijing
before finally getting to Macau, and after checking into our fancy hotel, we
both crashed for about twelve hours. 

Now that we
’
re
awake, I haven
’
t a clue what day
it is, and I
’
m not even sure if
it’s AM or PM when I look at the clock until Chase gets up and pulls open the
blackout blinds.  With sunlight flooding the room, it seems as though it’s just
before noon on whatever day of the week it is.

“I
’
m
starving,” Chase says.  He
’
s
standing in front of a floor to ceiling window completely naked without a care
in the world.  There’s a beautiful skyline behind him, but my focus is on his
even more beautiful cock.  He
’
s
right, though, I
’
m famished as
well.  I have no idea how long ago it’s been since we last ate.

“
What are our options,
”
I ask, tearing my eyes off of his package long enough
to raise an eyebrow at him. 

“
Given where your mind is,
I think my suggestion is room service.
”

Busted.

I giggle at him, throwing the sheets of
the bed back to display my own naked body. 
“
Well
then, I suggest you order us something and then we find a way to keep ourselves
busy until it gets here.
”

“You’ve
read my mind,
”
he laughs, picking up the phone and a menu.  We’ve
ordered enough room service in our brief time together that he already knows
what I want almost better than I do, so I don
’
t
even have to look.  As soon as he hangs up the phone, Chase slides back into
bed from the far end, coming up between my legs.  His skin slides smoothly
along mine on his way up my body, and he only pauses briefly to give each of my
nipples a quick kiss.

“
Why, hello,
”
I say, kissing him on the lips as soon as we
’
re
face to face.  I feel the heaviness of his cock laying across my thigh and I
can tell without looking at it that it’s already starting to harden. 

“
Hello yourself,
”
he
kisses me back.

“
So what’s the plan?
”
I ask, before we get too distracted. 

“
Well, I thought I
’
d
start by touching you here,
”
his
fingers brush against my pussy, lightly spreading my lips before his thumb
swipes gently across my clit. 
“
And
then I thought maybe you
’
d
touch me here.
” 
His hand comes up to take
my wrist and he places it on his cock.  It
’
s
definitely hard now. 
“
After that, I
figure we can just wing it.
”

“
That
’
s
not exactly what I meant,
”
I
protest with a smile. 
“
Although I do like
the way you
’
re thinking.  I
mean, after that, and after lunch, what’s the plan?
”

“
Ah, after
…”
his hand leaves mine on his cock and then moves back
down between my legs, his fingers probing once more. 
“
After,
I thought we
’
d do a bit of
shopping.
”

“
For what?
”
I try to think about what we might need but my mind is
finding it hard to concentrate.

“
Well, the weather here in
Macau is quite a bit cooler than Cuba.  I don
’
t
think either of us brought the right clothes.
”

He has my attention now, despite his
continued distraction. 
“
You want to go buy
us new clothes?
”

“
Of course, we can
’
t
just walk around here in our bathing suits.  I don
’
t
think they’ll let me into the casino like that.
”

“Chase…
you know you don
’
t
have to keep buying me things, right?
”
I
look down at his fingers, lightly grazing against my wet folds. 
“I
’
m
a sure thing.
”

His lips touch my neck as he chuckles
deeply and his fingers push past my outer defenses and breach my core causing
my eyelids to flutter in response.

“
Okay, well I’ll take that
to mean you understand,
”
I
say, breathing deeply,
“
and I’ll stop
talking now and let you get on with your original plan.
” 

After all, we have a lot to take care of
before the food arrives.