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And God, he’s so big between us, the wide head bobbing against my belly. Making me ache to have him filling me. His mouth moves to my ear, and he bites gently at the shell before growling, “How hard do you want me to fuck you, Elle?”
The words do what they were intended to, pushing me over the edge with a cry as Ben strokes me through the spasms and clenching around his fingers.
Then he lifts me against him and steps out of the shower, setting me on a folded towel beside the sink. The bathroom is warm and steamy as he ducks from beneath the confines of my blouse, takes one of my wrists and then the other and unbuttons the cuffs.
“Free at last,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to the bare skin of each.
“Perfect.” I slide my fingers into his hair and pull him in again. Because I can’t get enough. I’ve never ever been able to have all that I wanted of him.
In high school, I secretly loved him for years, long accepting it wasn’t in the cards. That he loved someone else and was probably going to marry her.
Until one day he wasn’t.
And suddenly our friendship sprouted wings, soaring to heights I’d only imagined. But even then, I knew the limits. Not just that we were heading in different directions, but that only one of us was all in and the other was rebounding with a friend.
Now though?
This is different from that night above the bar.
It’s different from those few weeks of wild and new friends-with-benefits fun after high school. I know it is. I can feel it.
But by how much?
We’re still going in different directions. Still only have so much time before I’m supposed to go to New York.
And suddenly, it’s crystal clear. I don’t care that it doesn’t fit. I don’t care that it can’t last. Or even if Ben realizes this isn’t what he wants after all. I’ll take what I can get for as long as I can have it.
Ben grasps me behind the knees. He pulls me forward to the edge of the counter and spreads my legs wide.
And I won’t regret a second.
19
LARA
“So fucking wet,” he groans, making room for himself between my knees and then dragging his fingers through my pussy and bringing them to his mouth. “So sweet. Be having more of that later,” he promises before leaning in for another toe-curling kiss.
Our tongues meet, licking and sliding together until he pulls away with a pained growl.
The drawer opens beside me, and then he’s rolling on a condom as we pant into the charged space between us.
My heel hooks around the back of his thigh.
His hand braces beside mine on the counter. And then he’s there. Notched at my opening, pressing his steely length into where I’m slick and ready for him.
He goes slow again, letting me adjust, catch my breath. Showing more of that award-winning restraint he was talking about until he’s worked himself inside me as far as he can go. Until my lips are parted on a silent gasp as he nudges that deepest point of give, making my body pulse and spasm around him.
"So good.” So intense.
So achingly, agonizingly amazing having him fill me this way.
“Ben,” I whisper, eyes locked with his as he drags heavily back, the deep, wet friction causing my breath to stutter.
“You feel so fucking nice squeezing me like that. Like you’re already close,” he says, leaning forward as he pushes in again, this time a little faster. Smoother. Oh God, deeper.
Another spasm grips my core, stealing both our breath. “Again.”
“Yeah?” He drags back and then slides in, staring down at where our bodies connect. “Like that?”
