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I power my thrusts, fucking her like I’ve imagined doing since the moment our eyes met in my office that first day.
The room fills with the sounds of our bodies moving against one another, the gasps out of both of our mouths, as our pleasure builds. My hand goes to her hip as I thrust; her hand on my shoulder pulls me closer to her. Our teeth clash as I kiss her with as much passion as I can. I will never get enough of kissing her.
Once the kissing becomes so frenzied as to be nearly combative, I lean back to look in her eyes. We fuck with our gazes locked. She spreads her legs wider for me and wraps them around my middle, pushing me in with her heels.
I lean down and roughly take her lips again. With my cock spreading her open, pushing in and out, my body wants nothing more than to release. But she needs to go first, as hard it is for me to hold off.
“Oh god!” she cries out. “I’m… I’m…” It’s as if she read my mind.
“Come, baby. Come on my cock.”
She lets out a satisfied groan and her pussy squeezes my cock, which prompts my own climax to begin. We moan in pleasure together, both of our bodies tight with release. I languidly thrust my hips as I milk the remainder of my orgasm. Her pussy, still tight and squeezing me, feels absolutely amazing.
I lean my forehead to her shoulder and breathe her in. She smells like a mixture of flowers and sweet sweat. I open my eyes and look down at the space between our bodies. Goosebumps cover her body, so I lean up and grab the blanket that is bunched at our feet to cover her. I gingerly climb out of bed to grab a washcloth from the adjoining bathroom. Once I’ve tenderly cleaned her and wiped myself off as well, I toss the rag towards the bathroom’s tile floor. As I lay on my back, Bella clutches the covers tightly around her breasts and sighs. I turn my head towards her and observe her profile until she turns her head towards me.
“That was… That was…some good sex.” She says with a lazy smile as she relaxes into the pillows.
She looks content, exhausted, but content to stay where she is.
I like the way she looks in my bed.
Chapter Eight
Bella
I didn’t expect it to be that good. I didn’t expect just one night could have me falling for him. I'm not supposed to fall for him. It's not allowed; we work together. Our relationship will need to remain a secret. But can I do that?
I see the way he is with others: he's a crass jerk. But with me, he's the opposite. He’s different with me than how I’ve seen him with other people, more relaxed. I'm not entirely sure why, but I'm willing to stick around find out. I know I can't change him overnight, but perhaps I can help others see he isn't the monster he's worked so hard to portray over the years.
He's not a beast; he's a prince.
The sunlight in creeping in from the haphazardly closed curtains in his bedroom. I’m not entirely sure how early it is, but my body feels rested and a little sore from last night. Ben clears his throat and wraps his arms around me, then pulls me into his body. When his nose brushes against my hair and he breathes me in, it pulls me out of my thoughts.
“What's going on in that mind of yours?” he mumbles.
“Nothing. I'm just reveling in the moment,” I reply, turning my face toward his. Our lips are inches apart and Ben closes the distance to lightly brush our lips together.
“I don't believe that for a second. You're the most vocal woman I know. I think that you always speak what is on your mind. I’d guess you're thinking about something related to what's happening here tonight. Am I right?” His attempt to draw me out is endearing, but I'm not ready to talk about it yet.
“I'm thinking about how good you are at this.”
“This?” he asks, flexing his hips against me, his cock hardening again.
“I want you again,” I whisper against his lips. “I don't want to talk anymore.”
Ben rolls me to my stomach, his hands trace my back from the top of my shoulder and following my spine. His hands clutch onto the globes of my ass, massaging me and then I feel his finger breaching my entrance. His hips surge forward, his cock solid at my entrance and parting my pussy as he continues to push inside. I suck in a breath and hold it until he's spread me completely. He feels so good, filling me up and possessing me. Our moans echo through the room as his thrusts turn wild, unhinged, and he bucks out of control against me. Then he slows down his movements and languidly pushes in and out of me. My back arching as my entire body feels amazing. I’m trembling, tense with the arousal he’s building in me as he pumps his hips over and over. I slide my hand down my front and the tip of my point finger and middle finger finds my clit and I start rubbing the nub. I’m already half-way there when suddenly one more swipe of my fingers and I have the need to scream his name as I come harder than I did last night. My vision goes white and a silent scream tears from my mouth as he continues to drive his cock in and out of me, building me up to another orgasm immediately and pressing against my core each time he sinks into me.
My heart thunders inside my chest and the room spins as we come together again. His loud groan drowns out my breathy gasps. He slows his movements, while my pussy milks his cock as the last tremors of my orgasm ripple through my body.
We're silent as Ben pulls out of me, leaving my body feeling boneless and empty. He falls back against the bed and throws his arm over his eyes as he takes a satisfied breath. I turn to look at him and see him smiling, I can't help but smile as well as I rotate my body toward him and snuggle into his side. His places an arm around me and rolls me closer to him, holding me against his body.
“Fuck. I didn't know it would be this good,” he says, mirroring my exact thought from moments ago.
* * *
I'm not sure how long we lie in bed together, caressing each other, stealing kisses here and there, telling each other our secrets. By the time we rise out of the warmth of his bed, it is dark out, and we have wasted the entire day. We order in dinner, then sit on the couch, a spread of Chinese food in front of us, and eat out of the takeover cartons. As I shovel chow mein into my mouth like I haven't eaten in days, Ben uses his chopsticks to grab a piece of beef from the carton in my hand. We eat in companionable silence and smile while we chew.
This is not at all how I expected the weekend to go. Sure, I assumed we would have sex. But I didn’t think we would be so normal, like any other couple.
