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He grabs my hands, pulling them away from him. “This is not going how I expected it to go,” he grumbles, making me laugh.
“Sorry. I got a little distracted by the ravines.”
Shaking his head, Ben steps out of his shorts, taking his socks with him. Fully naked and not a bit uncomfortable about it, he steps up to the counter, wraps his hands around my ass, and lifts me into his arms. Reacting to the sudden movement, I wrap my arms and legs around him to hold myself steady.
“What are we doing?”
Instead of answering me, Ben continues walking to my bedroom. I glance at the dogs, who are laying in their beds, not giving one care that some guy is manhandling their mom. Apparently, they trust Ben as much as I do.
Once we’re in my room, Ben lays me down on the bed before scanning the space like he’s looking for something. When he finds it, he comes back to the bed, a dark look in his eye that makes me squirm. He looks so dominating and strong, it takes everything in me not to beg him to fuck me right this minute. No amount of pleading would get me what I want.
“I’m going to get you out of your head and into the moment. Do you trust me?”
“Yes.” My answer doesn’t even require thought. I trust this man more than I trust most of the people in my life.
His lips tip up in the corners at my answer. “Good. Close your eyes.”
I do as I’m told before feeling something silky being laid across my eyes. Ben wraps it around my head, tying it by my temple.
“Is that okay?” His words whisper across my neck, sending goose bumps down my arms.
“Yes,” I breathe. Ben’s lips coast down my chest, ringing my breast in a soft caress. I lift my hands to direct his head where I want it, but before I can get to him, Ben grabs my hands, lifting them above my head.
“I can tie your hands to your headboard, Sara, or you can keep them still. Your choice.”
The idea of having my hands tied sends a shiver of desire down my spine. God, this is more than I’ve ever experienced in my whole life, and we haven’t even done anything yet. Instead of answering Ben, I wrap my fingers around the iron rails of my headboard.
“Good girl.”
Fuck, I love that.
Ben’s tongue traces the bottom curve of my breast. I have a fleeting thought that I wish they were bigger, but then he pulls my nipple deep into his mouth, shutting off every thought I had before. His teeth pull on the bud, making my hips flex. Jesus, that feels good.
His hand starts manipulating my other nipple, stirring a long-dormant inferno in my core. Is it possible to orgasm just from nipple play? It’s never happened before, but I’m ridiculously close right now.
“Ben,” I moan, needing more from him.
His hands slide down my rib cage to the waistband of my shorts, pulling them off in one smooth move, leaving me fully bared to him.
With Ben at the foot of the bed, not touching me, I feel as if I’m putting on a show for him, even though I’m just laying here.
His hands run down the tops of my feet, slowly roaming up my shins to right above my knees. I gasp when he pushes on my inner thighs, opening me up to him.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” Ben’s hands slide further up my thighs, his thumbs rubbing at the juncture where my leg meets my hip. I whimper at how close he is to my pussy. I need him to touch me more than I need my next breath.
“Ben, please.”
Suddenly, his tongue runs up the length of me, eliciting a long, keening moan that seems to come from somewhere deep within me. Without being able to see him, every touch and slide of his skin against mine feels like electricity is snapping across my body.
Ben chuckles against my center while keeping up the slow exploration with his mouth. He hitches my legs over his shoulders, opening me wider to his tongue. As he builds up speed, my hips start to rock against him in an attempt to get more. I feel as if I’m on the edge of a mountain, wanting to leap off the side but too afraid of the impact when I land.
When he slides two fingers inside me, I don’t have a choice. My thighs start to tremble around his head while my hands ache around the bars of my headboard. Every muscle in my body tightens as my orgasm barrels through me so hard I’m not sure I’m going to survive.
Ben doesn’t slow his fingers or his tongue, fucking me into either a second orgasm or making the first one continue. I can’t tell through my delirium.
“I can’t…” I pant. “Fuck.”
“I’m pretty sure I just proved you wrong. You absolutely can fuck,” Ben says, his hands running across my thighs that are still wrapped around his shoulders.
