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“Fuck, that’s hot,” he growls. “Don’t stop.”
I’m incapable of speech. Incapable of stopping. My gaze is glued to his gorgeous face as I do as he asks. I would never have felt comfortable doing this in front of Lucas. I would have been too embarrassed. Seeing how much Ben likes it, however, makes feeling embarrassed impossible. He’s getting off from watching me get off, something that becomes even more obvious when my gaze drops to his hips and I see him fist his now hard length, giving it a squeeze and pumping, making me moan. I move my fingers harder and faster as I remember how it felt to be with him—to ride him.
“Do you wish it was me inside you?” he asks.
“Yes,” I sob.
He moves fast, grabbing the condom from the couch, ripping the packet open with his teeth, and rolling the rubber over his length. Then he wraps one arm around my waist and lifts me up.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he instructs.
I can’t do that without moving my hand, but my hand doesn’t compare to his rigid length, and I comply immediately. He takes my wrists in his hands and stretches them above my head. Holding them in place against the door with one hand, he uses the arm underneath my hips to move me until the engorged head of his cock probes my entrance. Then he pins me in place, pushing forward and giving me exactly what I need. Him filling me completely.
I’ve never felt so open, so full, so surrounded. I nip at his shoulder gently as he starts to move. His short, shallow thrusts create just the right amount of friction and send me careening towards ecstasy. Colour explodes behind my eyelids and I hear my crazy heartbeat as ripples of pleasure roll through every inch of my body. I’m aware of nothing but Ben moving inside me as I contract around him, his words of encouragement extending my fulfilment.
When the pleasurable contractions finally stop, and I open my eyes, I realise Ben is watching me intently.
“I love watching you come,” he tells me. “There’s nothing better.”
Then he’s kissing me and his thrusts go deeper, faster, harder. When he wrenches his mouth away from mine, it’s to whisper how talented my mouth is, how sexy he thinks I am, and how he’s never seen anything as hot as me touching myself. His words and his gaze arouse me. And when he changes his angle to stroke me and tells me he wants to feel me come all over his cock, my body obeys instantly.
This time, he follows me over, both of us clinging to each other as we fly together. The intensity of our union is written in each exhausted breath we take and the way our bodies stay wrapped together long after we’ve found release.
I lay my head on his shoulder. How could Amber let him go? How could she walk away from him? From his intensity?
I want to tell Ben he’s amazing, that he makes me feel amazing, and that the woman whose name is tattooed on his heart is a damn fool, but I can’t. What Ben and I have is friendship, and even if I can say those things to him as a friend, tonight they’d be something else. I’m not going to ruin my chances of enjoying the rest of this evening by making a comment and causing him to question us being here together the way we are.
My knees are shaky as he pulls out, lowers me back to the ground, and walks off to dispose of the condom.
“Do you want something to eat?” he asks, walking back into the lounge from wherever he went.
He picks his shirt up and puts it on, leaving it unbuttoned. I take the time to look at his perfect arse before he dons his red and black striped boxer briefs again. I follow his lead, putting on my top and panties. Still feeling too exposed, I put my skirt back on as well.
“What have you got?” I ask.
I follow him into a small kitchen. The tiny lounge looked tidy enough, and the kitchen is also neat. There are a few dishes stacked to the side, and the linoleum lined benches are old and chipped, but clean.
“Told you it wasn’t the Hilton,” he says, seeing me looking around.
His eyes are dark and full of something I don’t understand as our gazes collide.
“Why do you do that?” I ask.
“Do what?”
“Put the place down.”
“It’s a hole. I know that. I don’t bring girls back here, but I couldn’t wait to have you.”
There’s no mistaking what his eyes are full of now. Lust. Plain and simple. My stomach dips and the unmistakable tap dance of desire starts up in me once more.
“You brought Amber back here, though.”
Damn it. Why did I have to say her name?
Ben frowns. “Yeah, but I tried not to. She hated the place. She always told me I should get out and find somewhere better.” He shrugs as he looks through the cupboards, rummaging for food. “But it’s what I can afford. If I moved out, I wouldn’t be able to save any money. What I save now isn’t much, but it’s enough for a rainy day.”
I’m kind of shocked. I didn’t think Ben was the kind of guy to think about a rainy day, but clearly he is.
