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I’m breathless, panting as he fishes through his bedside table and tears through a condom with his teeth.
I lie still, waiting, needy, thinking,damn. I like being a pillow princess.
After sliding the condom over his length he’s between my legs again. This time, though, we’re face to face. For a split second I’m hit with a sense of guilt. I’m not supposed to be enjoying this. At least that’s how it feels. But it washes away the second Ben’s lips brush across mine.
His breath moves over my mouth as he enters me.
Heat engulfs my core and I lift my hips to meet his thrust. And once he’s fully inside of me, all the air escapes my lungs in a long exhalation that feels like I’m pushing out all the pain that’s been buried deep inside of me all these years.
Tears spring from my eyes as Ben kisses me and he must notice because he freezes and looks me in the eyes.
“Damn, what’s wrong? Does it hurt?”
I shake my head, grab his glutes. “No. God no. Don’t stop.”
Confusion flashes across his face, ever so briefly, but then he goes back to being deep inside of me and I just let it out.
His fingers lace through mine and every few seconds he checks on me. And when the tears stop I’m a different woman. Hungry, eager for everything he has to give and for the release my body and heart craves.
Ben picks up on my cues and our bodies are like wild savages. I’m on top, he’s behind me, on top of me once again, and then behind me, spooning me and reverting to the gentle man he was when we first came in here.
Hands cupping my breasts and teeth sinking into my shoulder, he tells me to let it go. And that’s all the direction I need. My body tremors wildly and his growls fill my ear as he releases right after me.
Sweaty palms drag down the front of my tummy.
I reach behind me, fisting his hair, turning my face to him. And he kisses me again, sweat and saliva commingling with all the bliss I feel right now.
Yeah.
This was better than I imagined.
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An hour later, I’m working on my second glass of wine, feeling loose as hell. Ben gave me one of his fuzzy blankets and that’s all that exists between us now as I sit on the floor of his living room spooning cheesy chili inside my mouth.
“Good?”
“Honestly, it’s the best chili I’ve ever had. The sour cream was a genius move to keep me from shitting fire tomorrow. No offense.”
“None taken. But you should try my stuffed habaneros sometime. They’ll put hair on your chest and your toes.”
“I’m starting to think you have a kink for hairy women.”
“I like hair.” When I look his way I expect to see a smirk. But he’s as serious as a heart attack. “Actually, I like your honesty. Much better than you trying to be someone you’re not.”
I sigh quietly. “I like it too, for both our sakes. There’s only one other person who knows me better than you do.”
“Your ex?”
I shake my head no. “My best friend Rigger.”
Best friend. Hmm, that phrase tastes weird now.
“Oh, right. You mentioned him. How is it having a guy as a bestie?”
Ben saysbestiewith a feminine softness.
I blow out a soft laugh.
