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“Come here. Now.”
When I glance up from Ben’s legs, I realize his hungry gaze has turned ravenous.
Giving in to the need to touch him, I step forward and slide down to straddle his lap, just like I wanted to the first time he sat on my bed.
His warmth makes my head swim with lust.
I lean forward to trace my fingers over the dark lines etched into his skin. As I move my hands along his shoulders and then his chest, teasing him, his breath comes quicker, panting.
Ben clutches my hips, digging into my skin as he grips me close. He hardens underneath me, the swell of him pressing against my core. My body responds, my panties growing damp.
Unable to take my light touches any longer, Ben wraps a hand in my hair and drags my mouth to his. We kiss like we’re starving for each other, lips exploring, tongues dancing. I rock my hips into him, and when he groans, I swallow the sound.
Then, his other hand slides from my side to my stomach, his fingers stopping to play with the waistband of my boy shorts. He uses his grip on the strands at the base of my neck to briefly separate us, his forcefulness ramping up my heart rate in the best way.
“Tell me I can.” The sound of his deepened voice has the muscles in my thighs clenching.
“Please. Yes. Touch me.”
Having gotten his permission, Ben resumes ravishing my mouth while also pushing past the thin cotton barrier. The pads of his fingers delve through my curls to discover my slick center.
He breaks away again. “You wet for me?”
“Obviously,” I moan, and he smirks.
My clit begs for his attention, and he gives it. His skin is alive with electricity, shocking my most sensitive spot.
“That how you like it? Nice and hard?”
Speaking is beyond me now, so I just nod vigorously, my nose brushing against his.
His firm, demanding strokes have me gasping for air.
With each deep breath, I drag in more of his fresh pine-needle scent mixed with something that’s unique to Ben. The man I trust enough to be out of control with.
He lets me enjoy the wildness. Makes me crave it.
My body starts to tremble. His talented fingers burn like a hot brand at my center.
“That’s it, Holly. Come for me,” he fiercely whispers these words in my ear, as if he has the power to decide when I break apart.
Turns out, he does.
“Ben!”
He bites my neck and gives another demanding stroke, and I’m gone.
Maybe I scream, maybe I black out, but I definitely follow his command. Delicious muscle spasms shudder through my body, making me twitch and moan. Every nerve ending tingles with shocks of pleasure.
When I come back to myself, panting and grinning, I’m bonelessly wrapped around my tattooed orgasm-giver.
His skilled fingers trace over my skin, promising that I’ve got more to look forward to.
BEN
We haven’t even taken off all our clothes, and I’m on the verge of finishing.
Watching Holly orgasm has adrenaline pumping through my veins, pushing all my blood to my dick. I want to beat my chest like an ape and then make a novelty T-shirt to wear everywhere that says, I made Holly Foster scream my name as she came!
