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Ben bounded up the stairs. If he didn’t get her stretched out on a bed naked in the next few seconds, they would have to get to that next time. He would take her on the steps, or in the hall, or anywhere in between. Her bedroom was closer than his. In two more steps, Ben was close enough to toss her on the bed.
Angelina bounced on her mattress. Before her body hit the bed for a second time, Ben had his shirt off and tugged her dress over her head. She hadn’t bothered with a bra. It wasn’t like she truly needed one. The dress crisscrossed over her chest, keeping everything covered.
“Fuck me,” he breathed, staring at her beautiful breasts. His hands engulfed them, kneading and learning what made her gasp and what drew a moan from her lips.
The only thought that rattled through her mind was she needed all of him. Her fingers roamed over his chest and then down. The light smattering of hair led her way. Working the button of his pants, Angelina almost cheered when it gave. She didn’t have time to savor her victory over the pants prison. Ben flipped her so smoothly that she had no idea she was moving until her stomach hit the comforter.
She was driving him insane. It was the only explanation. He had control. Things bent to his will, not the other way around. He could sit in the same position for hours, never giving away his location. His hands were steady and sure as he rigged an explosive big enough to bring down a city block. It was gone. Every last ounce was gone, ripped to shreds by one tiny woman.
Ben growled in frustration. His hand itched. This time he wasn’t going to curb his need. Tossing Angelina onto her stomach, he had her panties ripped off and her ass in the air before she could work her little hand into his pants. One touch and he was going to come.
His hand caressed her ass. She squirmed to get closer. He smiled. His woman loved his hand on her ass. It was something to tuck away for later. Later, when he had enough restraint to stretch her out. There was no way she could take him without it. Now, he had to make her every bit as crazed as he was. She needed to understand the consequences of taking off without him knowing where she went.
The first spank, Angelina buried her face in the pillow. She tried to close her legs tighter. Her clit pulsed with need. She needed to be touched. Anywhere and everywhere at the same time. Need consumed her until she was desperate for his touch.
“Nope,” Ben crooned with delight. He placed his leg between hers. “You keep those legs open for me. I want to watch as I turn your pretty ass red for not telling me where you were today. Going to have to think of something else for a punishment. You get wet every time my hand lands on your ass.”
He was an evil sadist -just her luck. She finally found a man that made her want, and he liked to withhold orgasms in the bedroom. The bastard. Maybe they should move to the washer. He didn’t withhold in the laundry room.
Ben volleyed a round of spanks from cheek to cheek until her ass pinkened. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her back onto his thigh before he massaged the globes he punished.
Angelina couldn’t take any more. She was drowning in need. He switched to a different spot each time she got close, denying her. Her body trembled uncontrollably. She didn’t think when he ground her against his thigh. Her body responded, taking what it needed. The denim scraped against her clit, driving her higher. The intensity of it all overwhelmed her. Desire pulled her under as her vision blurred and her heart stopped. Sinking her nails into the hands that gripped her hips, she anchored herself to him as she let go.
Angelina taking her pleasure was hands down the hottest thing he had ever witnessed. Ben couldn’t wait. Yanking his zipper down, he couldn’t remember ever being this hard. She did this to him. She made him this crazy. He had to be inside her.
Ben tightened his hold, positioning her on his cock. Feeling her soaked folds for the first time had his balls tightening. With her back to his chest as he knelt on the mattress, he released his hold, notching his head inside her. He clamped down on the last fraying thread of restraint. She was small everywhere. He was a big man. The need to be gentle warred with the need to feel her heat wrapped around him.
She couldn’t wait another second. His big head was right there, but he stopped. How could he stop? She was going to die. Pushing her feet into the mattress, she lifted off him, sliding him through her wetness. When his hands moved to her breasts, he pinched her nipples. Her desire coated his shaft. Angelina released her weight, sinking on him, taking all of him in one fast, hard thrust.
“Easy, baby. Don’t want to hurt you.”
“It’s huge,” she purred, reveling the way her body stretched to accommodate his size.
“Stroking my ego, honey?”
“You should know better. I only state the facts.”
“Love that about you,” he murmured in her ear as he withdrew to the tip and slid back inside.
“Please,” she begged.
“Anything you ever want,” he promised.
Ben slowly pulled out. She whimpered at the loss. Thrusting hard, he urged her shoulders toward the mattress while he held her hips, pummeling her from behind. He watched as his cock slid into her. Heat engulfed him as he stretched her wide. She was taking it, begging for more.
“Harder.”
Ben continued at his pace.
Angelina let out a growl that would rival one of his. Pushing back as hard, she impaled herself on his length.
“Bad girl,” he ground out as his hand smacked her upturned ass.
“Yes.”
“Don’t want to hurt you.”
“Ben Owen, if you don’t fuck me like you mean it, I will smother you in your sleep.”
