Content Warning: Smut

And I'm never gonna be the same.

Last night I kept dreaming of sweet kisses, soft and tanned skin. I also dreamed of memorizing hard, muscular lines with my fingertips and steamy showers that ended in ecstasy.

If yesterday was enough to set me on cloud 9, then I wasn't prepared for what Chase had in store for me today. Honestly, he showed up this morning at my little cottage wearing shorts that hung so low on his hips it took all I had not stare at that V that lead to the Promise Land. Chase smirked and gave me a "good morning" with a long, sexy, southern drawl that had me blinking out of my lust filled haze just to answer him with a cough.

"Shouldn't you be wearing a shirt? It's too early for this." I pointed at him and pouted. "It's so unfair to taunt me this morning." Chase cocked his head to the side and smiled.

"Me? Taunting? I would never." He laughed and I ignored the little flip my heart did as I turned on my heel and lead him into the cottage.

"What do you have planned for me today?"

"A little bit of heaven and rock 'n roll."

"And where does food come in on this list?" I bit the inside of my lip at what Chase was implying and stored it later for revaluation.

"I love a girl that likes to eat, c'mon, we'll grab something on the way."

"On the way to where?"

"We wouldn't want to spoil the surprise now, do we?" Chase winked and my heart stopped. Yup. I'm certainly not prepared for today.

**

I sipped on the most delicious iced coffee I've ever had as Chase drove us down the interstate in some fancy convertible. The plan was to spend the day on the sand and in the water, but to pack an overnight bag "just in case". I tried to hide my excitement but when the top came down on his car, I squealed a little too loud.

"I wanna drive!"

"Not a chance in hell." I jutted out my lower lip hoping this would change his mind.

It didn't.

So now I'm watching him out of the corner of my eye as he sang to some country song on the radio. I've never felt so carefree and alive as I do in this moment right now. I wasn't worried about what was happening back home, nor was I worried about what today held. I wanted to live in this moment and I was. Besides, I have a gorgeous guy by my side. I would be an idiot if I didn't go along with this journey.

We drove for what seemed like hours until the interstate turned into a bunch of back roads. "Should I be worried that you're going to murder me?"

"Yes." Chase grinned and winked at me. I couldn't help but laugh and I pushed his shoulder.

"No, but seriously, where are we?" Chase pulled up to a small building and put the car in park.

"I hope you're not afraid of heights?" I blinked a few times waiting for him to elaborate more but Chase just continued grinning and got out of the car.

He ran over to my side and opened the door and then grabbed our bags out of the trunk. We walked side by side toward the front of the building and his hand brushed mine a few times before he grabbed it. "Is this okay?" He looked down at our intertwined hands. I smiled at him and squeezed his hand.

"Yeah," I said shyly.

I've never been one to jump into anything with a guy so quickly like this. Back at home, I've always tried to get to know the guy first before I'm even going on a date with him. Call me prune or whatever, but if we can't be friends first, then why even bother being in a relationship with them? It's just going to fail.

So walking hand and hand into the building before us was something I would never do, but something is telling me this is right. This is where I'm supposed to be. I can feel it in my soul.

"Are you going to tell us where we are? I just see a whole lot of nothing and this building." Chase just laughed and opened the door. Once we got inside, I stopped dead in my tracks. Chase laughed again when he continued walking and I didn't. "Um, what is this?" I blinked my eyes a few times and just stared at the small two-seat plane in front of me.

We weren't in any ole building, we were in an airplane hanger.

"This is Cynthia, and she's going to take us to our next destination. Hence the reason why I hoped you're not afraid of flights." My heart was in my throat at what he just said... next destination. I swallowed, looking over at his warm brown eyes and instantly, they calmed me.

No one has ever calmed me down with just one look.

"You can fly?" I asked, taking a tentative step toward the plane.

"For a few years now. I have my pilot and helicopter licenses. I fly myself and my family to almost every race. I fly back and forth from my home in Georgia to Charlotte a few times a week. Flying to me is like racing; it's second nature and in my blood. You can trust me, Ivy. I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you." Chase reached up with his free hand and cupped my face. "You can trust me," he whispered before leaning in and pressing his lips to mine.

I sighed and relaxed into the kiss, falling into him when he pulled away. "We'll have plenty of time for that later." I could tell by the way his eyes darkened that the kiss was more than what he expected, too, no matter how brief and short it was. "Now c'mon, gotta get her in the water."
"Water?"

"Yeah, there's no runway where I'm taking you." I blinked and stared at Chase waiting for him to start laughing but he didn't.

He was serious.

The plane was made to land in the water.

"I promise, you're going to be safe with me." Chase tipped my chin up and kissed me and I knew he was right.

**

"Please tell me that's where we're going?" I pointed out toward a tiny island as it came into view. Chase began to lower the plane until we landed gently on the calming seas.

"Welcome to Esme Island." I could hear the pride in his voice as he drove us around to the docket.

"This is so beautiful!" The island was so tiny! It had a small beach, a dock that had a tiny sailboat tied up and a space for the plane. And there in the middle of the isle was the most gorgeous home I have ever seen. It was all glass, just like the Villa Chase was staying at back in Daytona. It didn't take much adding up to figure he owned this paradise.

"My father bought this island for my mom as a wedding gift. I always visit here when I come to Daytona. It's the perfect getaway." I could hear something in his voice that said there was so much more to this story, but he didn't press on and I wasn't going to ask.

"If I owned this place, I would never leave."

Chase laughed, "Well, this place is ours for the next 24 hours." I looked over at him as he winked and I blushed. "Welcome to paradise."

I followed Chase up the small beach admiring all of the tropical plants and trees and just everything. This is so gorgeous. I have no idea how I got so lucky to be here right now.

This honestly doesn't even feel real right now. When I planned my trip to Daytona, it was just going to be spent on the public beach with maybe an outing on a boat with a touring company. But this? This was paradise and I thanked my lucky stars for sitting in that bar yesterday, and for Chase Elliott. I don't know why he decided to spend his time with me, nor why he brought me to this exquisite island, but I wasn't going to question fate.

Chase grabbed my hand and led me up the path to the home. My feet stopped the moment I crossed the threshold; on the other side of the living area were floor-to-ceiling windows and the view was... breathtaking.

"You should see it when the sun sets," Chase whispered, pushing my hair off my shoulder.

"Is that a promise?" I felt him nod his head yes and placed a kiss right below my ear. My heart was beating erratically in my chest like it knew this moment was going to change things for us. Which is absolutely crazy! We've only known each other for 24 hours, but I could feel it deep in my soul and I had a feeling Chase did, too.

I turned to look at him, forgetting about the view of the endless ocean and the crystal blue sky. His chocolate eyes bore into my soul and I gasped. Whatever was happening between each other was in fact fate because no one, and I mean no one has ever made me feel anything as much as I did right now.

I never wanted to feel this way about anyone else if I could help it.

Chase's eyes bounced between mine and then down to my lips. I could feel a swirl of desire wrap around us, drawing us closer and closer until there was no space left between us. He lifted my chin with just one finger and I melted before he even pressed his lips to mine.

This man set my soul on fire.

I gasped, opening my mouth so I could taste him, caressing his tongue and sucking on his bottom lip. Chase moaned into my mouth, tilting my head back even further so he could take control of the kiss.

I've never been kissed like this before. I've never felt anything like it. Chase had a way with his tongue, he'd swirl it around mine and then lick into my mouth like he couldn't get enough. His teeth would graze my lower lip before kissing it gently and then somehow rough at the same time.

Chase's hands were everywhere. In my hair, the back of my neck, at my waist. He dipped me so far back that he grabbed my ass and suddenly my legs were wrapped around his waist.

My hands found his hair as he carried me through the house blindly, neither of us wanting to break the kiss. It was so soft and curled slightly at the ends. I pulled on it when he started to climb the stairs and I could feel his hardness against my center. "You're driving me crazy," I managed to say between breaths. Chase laughed against my lips as his hands ducked down even further, cradling my ass and my hot center.

By the slight groan, I just heard, he could feel my wetness that no doubt seeped through my shorts. "I think you're the one driving me crazy." Chase gave me one last kiss before depositing me onto a bed.

He stood at the edge of the bed, tore off his blue Napa shirt that I made him put on during the car ride to the airplane hanger, unbuckled his shorts, and kicked them off. I sat up on my elbows, admiring the view before me; tanned skin, hard abs, and chest hair trailed down into a sharp V that disappeared into a pair of tight boxer briefs.

"I think these need to come off now." I lift my foot up, placing my toes at the top of his waist, and pulled down.

"Do they now?" He smirked, grabbing my foot and teasingly biting my big toe.

"Yes," I said matter-of-factually. Chase grinned at me and I was really beginning to love that smile. He dropped my foot, hooked his thumb into the waistband, and pulled them down over his thighs.

I moaned a little when I saw his manhood, so thick and big. Chase wrapped a hand around it, pumping it a few times before letting go. It landed shy of his belly button. I squeezed my legs together, trying to suppress the undeniable need but it was no use.

Chase climbed onto the bed then, moving me upwards until my head rested on some pillows. He knelt over me as my legs automatically opened up for him. "I can't wait to taste you." I groaned, arching my back off the mattress. I couldn't help but pull him down on top of me so I could feel his full weight and kiss those lips that I was starting to love.

This kiss was nothing like it was earlier - it was hot, needy, and full of passion and desire. I pulled off his lips and stared into those eyes of his and boy did that do something to my heart. I shook my head trying to reign in my thoughts because there was no way one day with Chase could make me feel something.

"You're too clothed." Chase's breath tickled my neck as he moved down my body. He reached my waist and pulled down my shorts and undies in one go. He didn't hesitate, a man like Chase doesn't. He went straight for my wet spot and holy fuck!

I moaned when he tasted me, his tongue licking me from bottom to top and swirling around my clit before repeating the process.

I watched him through lidded eyes as he wrapped his arms around my thighs to hold me place. I about fucking lost it when he made eye contact with me. This tanned Adonis kissed me where I most desired him and I felt myself fucking falling.

I sat up on my elbows and gasped when I felt him replace his tongue with his fingers. I groaned, falling back onto the bed and melting against his touch.

He knew what he was doing; rubbing the side of my clit just how like it, slowly inserting two fingers into me, curling and reaching for that spot I so desperately needed him to touch. "Chase," I moaned his name, reaching for that soft hair of his and moving my hips against him.

Chase's tongue flattened against me as his fingers began to move faster and faster. My body blossomed and bloomed underneath his touch and I could feel my orgasm rushing towards me like a tidal wave, building speed and coming so fast that when the wave broke, so did I.

"Chase!" I screamed, slamming my legs together as my σrgasm rocked me to my core.

My body shook with intense pleasure; my nerve endings screaming they wanted more but yet couldn't take it at the same time. My pนssy walls contracted around Chase's fingers, trapping them inside as he continued to lick my sensitive spot.

"Chase," I gasped, pulling on his hair and off of me because I couldn't take it anymore. "Holy fuck." I breathed, covering my face with my hands, and began to laugh. "No one has ever... ohhhh." I moaned when I felt Chase's thickness at my folds. "You're going to ruin me." I breathed, moving my arms so I could see Chase smirking down at me.

"I could say the same."

And then in one fluent motion, Chase was fully inside of me.