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On a rough male groan, he swooped in and claimed me. There was no other word for it. He devastated me with his kiss. He shoved the robe off my shoulders, and I let the material fall and pool at our feet.
I needed him naked. I craved the sensation of his skin against mine without any barrier between us. I shoved his shirt up, and he broke the kiss, reaching behind his head to yank the offending garment off over his head.
Before I could reach for the clasp of his jeans, he reached down and lifted me into his arms. A feminine flutter rippled through me at the gallant gesture. Ben made me feel dainty and feminine, holding me gently, as if he cared about me. He couldn’t know how much the simple act spun my head. How I wanted him in ways I never had any other guy. How much he scared me, because he mattered.
As he laid me down on the bed, the way he stared stripped away my defenses. I was achy and needy as I reached for him.
He joined me in bed after he removed his pants and boxers. Ben caught my hands, bracketing my wrists, positioning them above my head on the pillow, not letting me touch him. I ached to touch him, but the mild restraint was like he’d doused me in gasoline. He pressed kisses along my shoulders and down the slope of my chest until he reached my boobs.
“Ben,” I murmured, arching my back at the exquisite pleasure as he surrounded a nipple, suctioning it deep in the hot cavern of his mouth.
The hand not holding me down traveled further south while his fucking amazing mouth turned my breasts into his own personal playground. He laved the nipples, teasing them with fast flicks, circling the areolas until they were so stiff they ached. And then he closed his lips around the turgid bud and sucked until my eyes rolled back into my head.
Ben’s hand skimmed down my abdomen while his mouth continued its tortuous assault. He parted my thighs. I quivered because I knew what came next. I whimpered as he traced his fingers along my inner thighs.
He drew a thick finger through my drenched folds. I was so damn wet for this man I throbbed in agony, needing his wicked lovemaking. He swirled the digit around my clit.
“Ben,” I chanted his name as he circled and flicked my clit while his mouth sucked on my nipples.
Pleasure arced along my spine and pooled in my pussy. I needed him inside me. Rocking my hips, I moaned as he pressed a thick finger inside me, thrusting deep, teasing my G-spot. I gasped as his finger pumped inside me while his thumb pressed against my swollen clit. And then he added a second finger, stretching me, preparing my body to accept him.
“Ben, please,” I begged, canting my hips as his fingers fucked my channel.
He released my nipple with a slight pop. “Not yet. I want you on edge, begging me for release. Then and only then will I slide my cock inside your pussy and fuck you. But not until then. Give me more, Moira. I want all your cries and whimpers.”
I whimpered as he claimed me with his touch, his mouth teasing my nipples. His fingers thrusting, driving me out of my mind with need. He stroked me, teasing me, torturing me until I strained against his hold. But the finger fucking wasn’t enough for me.
Because I wanted it all. This man and all his sins matched mine. I understood him on a molecular level. I could be happily married with three kids. And the moment Ben crossed my trajectory, I’d crave him. I’d leave my life behind to follow him.
Anywhere.
As long as he would have me.
And those damn fingers thrust, gliding deep, driving me out of my mind with need.
“Kiss me, Ben,” I begged, needing his mouth on mine. He wrenched his mouth off my tits and ruined me with his kiss. I moaned into his overwhelming kiss as he pumped his fingers inside me.
I needed more. I couldn’t hold on any longer. When he pressed his thumb against my swollen clit, I bucked against his thrusting fingers. Tearing my mouth from his, I cried, “Oh god, would you put your mouth on my cunt and make me come already?”
“You’re not nearly needy enough. You can take more.” He growled, his face fierce with dark lust as he released my hands.
“Please, Ben, please.” I cupped his face, trying to maneuver him. But he overpowered me with his strength.
“Not yet. Give me more,” he demanded and feasted on my breasts. He added a third finger, sawing them in and out until I was writhing, grasping at his chest, feeling as if my entire body was being incinerated.
“Ben, please, please, please,” I begged him, my chest heaving and body quaking with the ferocity of my desire.
Ben’s mouth left my aching nipples and moved down between my thighs. He withdrew his fingers, and I clutched at his shoulders. Then his mouth descended. I thought I knew what torture was before, but I was wrong. The pleasure bowed my back, and I wailed.
He ate at my pussy, tonguing my clit until I thought I would die. I needed to come so badly. He used his tongue, lips, and even his teeth, propelling my body toward a glistening peak.
I clawed at his shoulders, trying to pull him even deeper as I undulated, grinding my pussy against his mouth. But Ben caught my hands and held me steady as he fucking plundered me.
There was simply no other word for it. He lapped at my sensitive flesh. Bowing my back at the intensity of pleasure radiating from my pussy throughout the rest of my body. Until I was a shaking, sweaty mess of pulse-pounding need.
He sucked my bud into his mouth and thrust his fingers deep inside. I screamed as I came like there was a priest performing an exorcism on me. I came so hard stars burst behind my closed lids. Wave upon wave of ecstasy battered me.
Delirious, floating on a sea of profound bliss, I glanced down just as he lifted his face from my sex, his chin coated with my essence.
