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The grin he flashes is heart-stopping. It’s not because he knows something of his is in my apartment, but I imagine itis.
Ben’s not in love with me. But for now, he sees me. For now, the way he’s looking at me isenough.
I slide a hand under the unbuttoned collar of his shirt, pressing my palm to his warmchest.
The fact that he’s spent the last decade taking control of his life made him into this, the confident, deliberate man in front ofme.
“Don’t let this go to your head, but my boyfriend’s kind ofhot.”
Ben’s mouth lowers to mine, his lips murmuring across my skin. “All the better to fuck youwith.”
Damn,I think as he claims my mouth.I’m not going to make itthrough.
I reach for the buttons. I unfasten them one by one, then spread the shirt wide and run my hands over his bare chest. He’s rough ridges and smooth muscles, the contrast between hard and soft making mewet.
Or maybe that’s the way he’s finger-fuckingme.
I tear my mouth from his as a horrible possibility occurs tome.
“What’s wrong?” he demands when he sees myface.
“I didn’t bringcondoms.”
He shifts off me. I nearly whine as he heads for the desk and his wallet. Ben turns to face me, holding the prize between hisfingers.
I prop up on my elbows, frowning. “Justone?”
“I did not know this side of you." He prowls back tome.
My hungry eyes drink in his tanned chest as he stops at the foot of the bed. If I was turned on before, it’s nothing compared to seeing him like this, about to fuckme.
“Maybe we still have things to learn about one another,” Iwhisper.
The words are out before I processthem.
But they’retrue.
So true, I wish theyweren’t.
I shove that thought aside and reach for his belt, then his pants. He’s straining against the zipper and I’m so hungry for him, I’m going to scream if I can’t touch him. Then his pants are gone and I run my palm up the huge bulge in the black fabric of hisunderwear.
Ben leans in, an arm on either side of me as he lowers himself over me. “You make me like this,” he murmurs against my neck, as if he knows exactly what I'mthinking.
I crawl up the bed awkwardly and hefollows.
I want all of himimmediately.
I want to draw this outforever.
Mostly, I want to feel him inside me as soon as possible, in case we come to our senses or this building burns down or some other act of God stopsthis.
But Ben seems to be on a different plan. He lowers his lips to mine, brushing once before skimming down my jaw. I arch my neck, but really, I want him in otherplaces.
“You wanted slow,” he remindsme.
“Changed my mind,” I mumble, and hechuckles.
“There’s no rush. We’ve been waiting on this a while. We can wait a littlelonger.”
