grip—but couldn’t resist stroking the slick pad across that other sensitive hole again. “And sometimes, after I’ve spent hours buried in your juicy little cunt, I’ll even fuck you here.”
She jolted in his grip, limbs tensing with shock. “No. You don’t really—”
“Shh.” Using the hold he had on her hair, Ben forced her to meet his stare. “Don’t look at me like that,” he said, taking in her fiery blush and scandalized gaze. He rubbed a little harder with his thumb, deliberately stroking the tight, sensitive flesh. “It might sound strange to you now, but I promise that when I get my cock in here, you’ll love every second of it.”
Her face got redder, eyes dilated until the blue was nearly overwhelmed by a glittering sea of black. “I haven’t ever . . .”
“I know you haven’t,” he growled. “But you
will
.”
“I . . . uh . . . please, just put me down,” she said shakily, suddenly struggling to get out of his arms, pushing against his shoulders. With a rough breath, Ben pulled his hand from her panties and lowered her until her feet touched the ground. She stumbled back, coming up against the rear wall of the house, right beside the French doors, the broken slivers of glass crunching under the rubber soles of her shoes. While he stared, she slumped there against the white planks of wood, panting, face still flushed, the look in her dark eyes wary and nervous.
His dick felt strangled inside his jeans, so he reached down to adjust the angle, and her gaze followed his movements, mouth parting when she got an eyeful of the thick bulge trapped behind the button fly. She shook her head with a frantic movement, long hair swishing over her shoulders. “You must be crazy . . .” she started to say, the rushed words lost in another gasp when he moved toward her.
Ben took her hot face in his hands, tilting her head back, his thumbs stroking across the burning warmth of her blush. “I swear I won’t hurt you.” He touched his thumb to the edge of her kiss-swollen lips, his gaze focused and hot, heart hammering in his chest like something trying to pound its way out. “But I won’t let you hide from me, either.”
“Jesus, Ben, where did this come from? You hardly know me.”
It took considerable effort, but he managed to drag his gaze off her ripe, fuckable mouth and back up to her glittering eyes. His breathing was ragged. “I know you, Reese. I’ve been watching you for three goddamn years. Since the moment I met you, I’ve just been waiting for the right time.”
She swallowed, her pink tongue flicking nervously over her lips. “But I didn’t . . . I never . . .”
“I don’t know how you missed it. Everyone else knew damn well what I wanted.
Everyone
.”
Her brows drew together with a frown. “Even Drew?”
“Yeah, that arrogant shit knew. Dumbass bastard. I’d fuck you right in front of him if we got the chance, just to show him what he’s missing.”
She lowered her gaze, a bitter laugh on her lips as she stared at his chin. “I doubt he’d think he was missing much.”
“Don’t,” he grunted, the guttural command jerking her gaze back to his. “Just because he was too dickless to handle you, to give you what you needed, doesn’t mean shit. It’s going to be good between us, Reese. It’s gonna be fucking incredible.”
Pulling her lower lip through her teeth, she asked, “What do you want, Ben?”
He rubbed his thumb over her freckled cheek, unable to get enough of how soft her skin was. “Just you,” he said in a low voice. “That’s all I’m after.”
Doubt clouded her eyes as she met his stare. “But for what? You want a one-night stand? An affair? A fling?”
He fought back a grimace, Brit’s warnings echoing inside his head. “Do we have to put a label on it? Why can’t we just enjoy each other for as long as it lasts?”
She looked as though she didn’t know what to say, and while he didn’t like it worth a
She jolted in his grip, limbs tensing with shock. “No. You don’t really—”
“Shh.” Using the hold he had on her hair, Ben forced her to meet his stare. “Don’t look at me like that,” he said, taking in her fiery blush and scandalized gaze. He rubbed a little harder with his thumb, deliberately stroking the tight, sensitive flesh. “It might sound strange to you now, but I promise that when I get my cock in here, you’ll love every second of it.”
Her face got redder, eyes dilated until the blue was nearly overwhelmed by a glittering sea of black. “I haven’t ever . . .”
“I know you haven’t,” he growled. “But you
will
.”
“I . . . uh . . . please, just put me down,” she said shakily, suddenly struggling to get out of his arms, pushing against his shoulders. With a rough breath, Ben pulled his hand from her panties and lowered her until her feet touched the ground. She stumbled back, coming up against the rear wall of the house, right beside the French doors, the broken slivers of glass crunching under the rubber soles of her shoes. While he stared, she slumped there against the white planks of wood, panting, face still flushed, the look in her dark eyes wary and nervous.
His dick felt strangled inside his jeans, so he reached down to adjust the angle, and her gaze followed his movements, mouth parting when she got an eyeful of the thick bulge trapped behind the button fly. She shook her head with a frantic movement, long hair swishing over her shoulders. “You must be crazy . . .” she started to say, the rushed words lost in another gasp when he moved toward her.
Ben took her hot face in his hands, tilting her head back, his thumbs stroking across the burning warmth of her blush. “I swear I won’t hurt you.” He touched his thumb to the edge of her kiss-swollen lips, his gaze focused and hot, heart hammering in his chest like something trying to pound its way out. “But I won’t let you hide from me, either.”
“Jesus, Ben, where did this come from? You hardly know me.”
It took considerable effort, but he managed to drag his gaze off her ripe, fuckable mouth and back up to her glittering eyes. His breathing was ragged. “I know you, Reese. I’ve been watching you for three goddamn years. Since the moment I met you, I’ve just been waiting for the right time.”
She swallowed, her pink tongue flicking nervously over her lips. “But I didn’t . . . I never . . .”
“I don’t know how you missed it. Everyone else knew damn well what I wanted.
Everyone
.”
Her brows drew together with a frown. “Even Drew?”
“Yeah, that arrogant shit knew. Dumbass bastard. I’d fuck you right in front of him if we got the chance, just to show him what he’s missing.”
She lowered her gaze, a bitter laugh on her lips as she stared at his chin. “I doubt he’d think he was missing much.”
“Don’t,” he grunted, the guttural command jerking her gaze back to his. “Just because he was too dickless to handle you, to give you what you needed, doesn’t mean shit. It’s going to be good between us, Reese. It’s gonna be fucking incredible.”
Pulling her lower lip through her teeth, she asked, “What do you want, Ben?”
He rubbed his thumb over her freckled cheek, unable to get enough of how soft her skin was. “Just you,” he said in a low voice. “That’s all I’m after.”
Doubt clouded her eyes as she met his stare. “But for what? You want a one-night stand? An affair? A fling?”
He fought back a grimace, Brit’s warnings echoing inside his head. “Do we have to put a label on it? Why can’t we just enjoy each other for as long as it lasts?”
She looked as though she didn’t know what to say, and while he didn’t like it worth a
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