This picks up right where 5x24 leaves off. I'm planning on two maybe three chapters at this point. I may decide to add more throughout the summer depending on interest and my creativity. As always my grammar and spelling are never perfect so please excuse any mistakes. I do not own Gossip Girl. Feel free to review if you like it. Enjoy!

It had been an hour and a half since Chuck Bass had been knocked speechless by the appearance of one Blair Waldorf at the black jack table. Ninety minutes since she slid her chips across the felt and told him she was "All in."

When the croupier had asked him a second time if he was placing a bet he had pushed half his chips alongside hers and without taking his eyes off of her said, "Yes" he was in.

Blair had smiled radiantly at him in that moment and reached out laying her hand on top of his and squeezing it gently. "Let's make some money Bass."

Now five thousand four hundred seconds later Chuck had left Jack to handle the transfer to his account of the six million dollars plus he had won while he led Blair to the private bank of elevators that would take them up to the Presidential Suite of the Hotel de Paris.

The minute the elevator doors had shut on them Blair started to speak, "Chuck..."

He immediately closed the little space between them and cupped her face kissing her deeply. He didn't want to talk right now. He knew they had to eventually but right now, at this moment, all he wanted to do was bury himself deep inside of her. It had been over a year since he had lost himself in her and he had to have her.

He pushed her against the back of the elevator as his hands ran over her body. The dress clung to her in all the right places and he couldn't get enough of her curves. He heard her soft moan as he pushed his tongue deeper into her mouth. She tasted of champagne and he had a fleeting thought that there was no better taste in the world than Blair Waldorf.

He felt her fingers grasp at the back of his neck as she pulled him even closer. His hands began pushing the long skirt of her dress up her legs. Sliding his right hand under the gathered fabric he felt her bare bottom.

Pulling away from her he heard her whimper and he smirked down at her. "No underwear Waldorf?"

She opened her eyes and looked at him dazed for a second and then replied. "It would ruin the line of the dress."

He pinched her butt cheek harder than he had intended and she gasped. He smiled, "We wouldn't want to ruin the drape of the dress now would we?" His mouth met hers once more and then the elevator doors opened. He let the fabric of the dress slip from his fingers and then ran a hand through his hair as he pulled her into the foyer of the suite.

They were immediately met by his private valet. "Monsieur Bass is there anything I can get you?"

"No we're fine for the night. You may go, Henri. Merci." He waited for the doors to close on the man and then started kissing her again as he led her to the huge master suite. Kicking the doors closed behind them he turned her around and unzipped her dress. He did it slowly exposing her pale, bare back to his gaze a little at a time. He leaned forward and placed a kiss against the exposed skin. Then pushing her hair over her shoulder he kissed the nape of her neck nipping at the skin gently.

He turned her back around to face him and he slowly pulled the dress from her body. It clung to her hips for a second before pooling at her feet. He stood there staring at her for a second or two. He could see a slight blush creep across her cheeks and she looked gorgeous.

"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?"

She shook her head slightly. "Chuck?"

He reached a hand out cupping her left breast and running his thumb across her erect nipple. "You're perfection." He started kissing her once more as he guided her to the bed. Laying her back onto the cashmere and silk duvet he removed her shoes and quickly undressed himself. Their clothes were strewn all over the floor but he could care less.

He laid down covering her body with his. He started to kiss a trail from her lips down her neck to first one breast and then the other. Her skin smelt faintly like Chanel No. 5 and tasted like strawberries. She was the most perfect woman he had ever known and that was saying something.

He felt her hands tug at his hair and he indulged her returning to her mouth. He pulled back breathless.

She opened her big, brown eyes and cupped his cheeks. "Make love to me Chuck, please."

He couldn't deny her anything. His father was right she always came first and he wouldn't change that for anything in the world. He pushed himself deep inside of her. She gasped as he held himself there. He had to gain some control or he'd embarrass himself. Closing his eyes he rested his forehead against hers and steadied his breathing. Slowly he began to move and nothing had ever felt more right. As he picked up the pace he felt her right leg hook around his waist and she panted his name.

He pushed a hand between the two of them rubbing his thumb over her very sensitive clit. He thrust deep one last time and felt himself let go. She followed almost immediately.

He laid there a minute still inside of her not wanting to break the bond with her. Finally he pushed himself onto his back. She rolled onto her side to face him laying a leg across his.

"That was wonderful." Her fingers were playing with his chest hair as she said this.

He opened his eyes looking down at her. "It was, wasn't it?"

She leaned up on her elbow kissing him gently. Chuck pushed her hair back behind her ear. "I think we should shower." She nodded biting her lower lip and he realized with her looking this sexy there would probably be very little actual showering taking place.

He was right of course. They weren't under the water two minutes when he had her backed up against the marble wall with her legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he pounded into her. There was nothing gentle about it. It was rough and frantic and just what they needed.

Finally they were both showered properly and curled up in bed. Her head was resting on his chest and she could barely keep her eyes open. "I love you Chuck."

He kissed the top of her head. "I love you, too."

She drifted off to sleep with a small smile on her face. He watched her for a bit still somewhat in shock that she was really here with him and wrapped in his arms. This couldn't possibly get any better. Right now he was completely content and for the first time in weeks he slept soundly.