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Her lingering concern touched me. Despite the Bryants, Danny, and Haley, I couldn’t think of another person who cared for me. I knew my mom did at some point, but we were so busy surviving. Most of the time, it felt like I was the one caring for her.
“I’m monopolizing the conversation. I need to know more about you. Tell me your secrets, Isabella.” Just by saying her name, I felt intoxicated. Her Forest eyes called to me in a way I’d never been called before. I was trapped under her spell.
The crazy thing was, I didn’t want to get free.
I’d never had so much fun. I’d also never been so sexually charged.
It was so easy to talk to Ben. Unlike other men I dated, he listened, he was interested, and he asked questions about me because he wanted to know me.
Yeah, we were flirting, but it felt more than that. It felt deeper and more meaningful. I wasn’t ready for the night to end. If I was being honest with myself, I hoped that—whatever it was—never ended.
As he drove me back home, I felt my excitement grow. I was lightheaded and already shivering, but not from the weather. Our tension was palpable, and even our words were coming out broken inside the car.
When we got to my place, he left the car, walked around the hood, and opened the door for me. I wouldn’t have imagined him to be the chivalrous kind. He was respectful, that was for sure, but he transpired to be more like a salvage player than a good boy. I didn’t know which version I loved the most. That he was acting under the “Proper Date 101” method, or that he could wrack me if he let out his inner beast.
His hand placed on my lower back warmed me while also giving me goosebumps. We climbed the stairs, and when we reached the door to my loft, we turned to each other, neither of us ready to call it a night. I expected to be met with his crooked and cocky smile, but it was nowhere to be found. In its place was an intensity that made me shiver.
His hazel eyes were fierce, and his breathing was heavy, matching my own. On their own accord, my eyes trailed his face and landed on his lips. Without realizing it, I stepped closer and licked my lips in anticipation.
“You’re killing me here, Forest. I’m trying to be a gentleman, give you a chaste kiss, and leave.”
“I didn’t ask for a gentleman.”
“Are you looking for trouble?”
I placed my hands on his chest, his thumping heart underneath my palms showing me he was barely containing himself. “If it’s trouble you’re offering, then that’s what I’m looking for. Are you giving it to me?”
His groan inebriated me. He laid his hands on my hips, his nose almost touching mine. “Are you sure you can handle me?”
“There’s only one way to find out.” With the courage I didn’t know I had, I pulled him down by the lapels of his buttoned shirt and crushed our lips together. I might have taken the first step, but he soon took charge of the kiss.
He pulled me by the hips against his body as his tongue entered my mouth. With our tongues licking and teeth clashing, I thrust my hands inside his hair and all but climbed him. I could feel his shaft resting on my belly, and that surged me on.
His hands made the short trip from my hips to my ass, then he pulled me up. I crossed my legs around his waist, shamelessly grinding my core on his cock, craving the friction and some relief from the torment Benjamin was creating inside of me.
He pulled his head enough to say, “The door.” My mind was foggy, and I had no idea how to answer. “Open the door.” He laughed lightly at my sex-induced haze. “Our first time won’t be with me humping you in the hallway.” He gave his signature cocky smirk. “We’ll save that for later.”
Still climbing him, I fished my keys out of my purse, which proved to be a challenge while he kissed and nibbled my neck. With trembling hands, I tried to insert the key in the lock and failed miserably. His warm chuckle as he bit my earlobe let loose a mewl from me. “Let me take this.”
With ease and precision, he held me and opened the door on the first try. It should’ve bothered me that he seemed so unaffected, whereas I was already losing my mind. Then I felt his desire against me as he walked us inside and I saw pure fire in his eyes, proving to me he wasn’t immune to whatever that was.
He kicked the door shut and pressed my back against it. “If we go down this route, there’s no turning back.” His gravel voice shouldn’t be such an aphrodisiac. I resumed rubbing myself on him and felt ecstatic when he let out a groan. There was something so erotic when a man made such a sound for you.
“I don’t wanna go back.” I panted as I encircled my legs tighter.
“Then hold on tight. This will be a wild ride.” Before I could respond or react, he crushed our lips together again, swallowing my whimpers as he sustained my body with his hips and roamed his hands over me.
It wasn’t a feather touch. He was claiming me, leaving me no doubt to whom I’d belong from that night on. Benjamin let his hands run wild under my dress, rubbing the back of my legs until he found my lacy underwear. With his mouth still devouring mine, his index finger pushed the edge to the side and found my bundle of nerves, making me buckle against him. I was soaking wet, and his finger slid easily over me. He ran his finger back and forth on my slit, and every time he reached my clit, he’d circle it, putting enough pressure to drive me crazy, but not enough to relieve me.
Mindful to let me breathe again, he broke our kiss and bit my neck just as he inserted one digit inside of me. It was so good. It wasn’t enough. Already in tune with my needs, he inserted another one, driving them in and out, making scissors movements andcome-hitheringinside of me.
It took me a while to realize the begging I was hearing was my own, and I wasn’t left unattended. A third digit joined the others as his thumb circled my clit. He kissed me again, his tongue mimicking his fingers, as he applied even more pressure with the pad of his thumb. It was an overload of sensations, a crescendo I couldn’t stop or control.
I felt the desire growing inside of me, my skin felt hot, and all I could do was meet Ben’s hand stroke for stroke. I grasped his hair and felt the vibrations of his groan against my pebbled nipples.
It was all so much, so all-consuming. All I’d never felt before. When I thought I couldn’t handle it anymore, I shattered. My head thumped back against the door as I cried out his name, holding on to him as he fondled me until my quivering stopped.
“And that’s just the first one.” His triumph was evident.
