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But the first time he pulls back and sinks back in, we both groan. It's so good, and nowhere near enough atonce.
Every stroke drags me higher. Him slowing the pace makes it better and worse, because I’m living for every time he fills me, and aching every time heleaves.
His fingers brush my clit and I grab his hand away. “If you touch me now, I’llscream.”
Ben's slow grin takes my thudding heart and makes it swell unbearably. “Do it. I’ll personally apologize to every person in this hotel tomorrow morning for disrupting theirsleep.”
The thought should bemortifying.
It’s mostly hot, and as he resumes his deliberate torture, I burnup.
Eventually, even the slowest rhythm can’t keep what’s between us undercontrol.
“Ben…” I whisper, threading my fingers through hishair.
His narrowed gaze meets mine and he sees what’s on my face—something fierce in my chest demandsfulfillment.
I can pretend. I’m getting good at it. But even though I don't say the words, what I feel for him is humming beneath my skin. The truth is in every line of my body, my desire in every throbbingvein.
He shifts so he’s even deeper in me, stroking a spot that has me mindless with pleasure. I arch off the bed. Our bodies are fused together, the heat from our skin and the light sheen of sweatmingling.
I count the strokes, grateful for each one that’s not ourlast.
Three.
His hips are unrelentingnow.
Two.
My core is so tight I’m shaking. My hands fist in his hair hard as my shoulders lift off thebed.
One.
I come first. The explosion starts deep within me, but within seconds, I feel it everywhere. My breasts, my legs, my lips, mytoes.
Ben’s arms band around me, holding me so hard against him I can’t tell where one of us ends and the other begins when he follows, pulsing inside me as he groans against my ear. “D. Fuck,Daisy.”
Even though he can’t see my smile, it’s there. Not for the way he touched me, filledme.
For the way he said myname.
16
I’m usedto waking upalone.
When I blink my eyes open against the light, there’s a naked woman in my arms. Her shiny hair slips over the pillow. Her legs are tangled in the sheets, as if they were fighting but called it adraw.
Desire shoots straight down myspine.
I didn’t expect last night, but fuck, did I wantit.
Watching her watch me while I shifted over her, while I sank intoher…
It left mespeechless.
Her breath against my face, her nails digging into my ass, all of it left me torn between wanting to memorize every damn second in case it never happened again, and weaving fantasies of the thousand new things I want to do withher.
Because I do. I want to spread those soft thighs when she’s trying to focus, to make her melt on my tongue until her low voiceshakes.
