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“Answer me,” I growl, my hands going to her hips.
“Yes,” she whines out. Her body stretches as she tries to ride my cock without taking me inside. Some time I might let her do that. It’s a damn good show, but today will not be that day.
“Is that my cum dripping out of your tight little pussy, because I filled you up so much earlier?” Those words come out full of grit and hunger, as a tremor moves through my body because I need inside of her.
“Oh God,” she gasps, going up on her knees. Her hand wraps around my throbbing cock as she positions me at her entrance.
“Not yet,” I order her, denying us both what we want as I increase the pressure on her hips, daring her to move.
“Ben,” she practically purrs, while panting for breath. I love that I’ve worked her up this much and have barely touched her. Junie is every fucking dream a man could have and she’s mine.
“Answer the question first, Baby,” I demand, and a confused look moves over her face as she tries to remember.
I’m about to remind her when she answers. “Yes, and if you will let me do what I want you can fill me again,” she complains, her breasts bouncing softly with her movements, nipples so hard that I wonder if they could cut glass. I lean up to capture one in my mouth, worshipping it with my tongue, sucking hard and then letting it go. I can feel a new gush of wetness as evidence of Junie’s excitement and need coats my cock.
I wrap my hand over hers, taking control, positioning so the tip of cock pushes through her entrance, but no farther.
Junie’s head is bent, as she watches me, silently urging me to join us. Her breath is as ragged as mine, and I don’t want to wait either. But I need her to understand where I’m at—that’s the only thing that keeps me from thrusting inside of her and giving us both what we want.
“Look at me, Baby,” I tell her, my voice tight from the will it’s taking to hold back. Her face jerks up, her eyes so full of need that my heart squeezes.
“You’re my woman, Junie. I’m your man. You need anything and I can give it, I’m going to fucking give it. I have money put back. I didn’t break the bank, and it didn’t put a dent in it. What it did do is give me pleasure, because I could be there for you and have your back—just like I told you I was going to do. It fucking felt good, and it won’t be the last time it happens. You need to get used to that. I’m here for the long haul, Junie. You let me back in and after a year of being frozen out, I’m not letting anything come between us. We’re a team. A motherfucking team.”
Tears gather in her eyes. I see them and watch them spill, feeling helpless. I’m worried that I said something and she took it the wrong way, or maybe I just said what I felt and it was too soon. I can’t take it back, because I meant every word. So I wait, hanging here on pins and needles for her next words.
“All my life,” she says, pushing against my hand as she slides down on my cock. “All my life, I’ve wanted that. Just one person who thought I was good enough to give a damn about,” she whispers.
I move my hand, letting her take control as she takes me inside of her completely. She breathes out her words as I sink all the way home. Once there, she doesn’t move. Instead, she stares directly at me.
“Baby,” I murmur, letting my thumb sweep up trying to catch the remnants of her tears.
“I thought I found it once,” she says and the burn of jealousy is there, but I push it down. Junie is mine. She’s here with me now. “I was wrong, so wrong that it gave me a lesson that I’ll never forget. I swore I’d never let a man make me weak again. I was wrong then, too,” she says and God, I wish I could kill Atticus all over again.
“Baby—”
“But you, Ben. You saw me at my weakest and you held me with gentleness. You also keep proving I was wrong,” she adds. “You keep proving that there are good men out there and that maybe… I’ve finally found my safe place,” she says and that’s it.
I can’t handle anymore.
“You’ve found home, Junie. I’m your home,” I growl against her lips as I take her mouth, kissing her as she gradually begins riding me.
We go slow, drawing out our pleasure and making each touch mean something more than it ever has before. This moment isn’t about the sex. It’s so much more.
Junie
“Junie, I think we’ve got a problem outside,” Dawson says, and I frown.
The bar is dead tonight. The last customer left an hour before closing. That’s not completely strange for Wednesday night. I learned quick that Stone Lake meant that Wednesdays were dead for bars. They’re reserved for church services, PTA meetings, and dollar night at the theater. That means my normal staff for Wednesdays is just me and Dawson. It also means that for the last hour we’ve been cleaning up so that both of us could get home early. Hearing Dawson’s words does not fill me with warm fuzzies.
“What’s going on, Dawson?” I can see by the look on his face that whatever is going on, it’s not good. His face is tight with anger and his whole body seems tense.
“Just come out and look, Junie.”
I follow him, trying to mentally prepare myself. The way my week has gone, I can seriously expect anything from a rabid raccoon in my kitchen with four-inch fangs, to a dead body.
It’sbeen that kind of week.
The only bright spot has been… Ben. Just the thought of him makes me smile. I really am falling in love with this man. If I wanted to admit it, I already am. It makes me nervous, but I also feel safe enough with him that I’m not scared. Which is a huge miracle in and of itself.
