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The smile he gifted me twisted my heartstrings and stole my breath. And I knew in that moment that I could fall for this man if I wasn’t careful with my heart.
But then, all thoughts of self-preservation fled out the window as he escorted me inside. “I need to let Tater outside to do his business first.” Tater raced out into the backyard with afinallyexpression on his sweet lab face.
We stood by the French doors waiting for Tater when Ben said, “Why don’t you go up? I’ll see that he gets inside and then will join you upstairs.”
“All right.” I headed upstairs, thankful for the reprieve, and went directly into the bathroom. I removed my makeup, preferring that Ben see the real me and not the stripper. I didn’t know why it mattered. It never had with Evan or any of the other men I’d been with—but it did with him.
In fact, I wanted all the club off me. So once my makeup was removed, I switched on the shower. It was one of my favorite parts of the house and one of the things that sold me on the home. It was a standup shower, enclosed on two sides by glass, and the other two were ivory tile. But the showerhead was one of those expanded wide shower heads that turned it into a rainfall of water. Stripping out of my clothes, I tossed them in the hamper and stepped into the shower. I finished washing my hair when Ben stepped inside.
This was the first time I’d seen him completely unclothed.
My gaze raked over his impressive form. Jesus H. Christ, he was the hottest man alive.
Scores of muscles roped over muscles. He had the trident insignia tattooed on his left arm. His pecs were dusted with dark chest hair. But then he was hairless down to his belly button.
My sex clenched at spying his six-pack. I wanted to draw my tongue over every hard ridge and indent. He had an inky happy trail that descended from his belly button past his sculpted vee lines down to his cock. And his dick was a thing of beauty. Could a cock be beautiful?
Because his was. His shaft was long and just thick enough. No wonder he felt amazing while riding the line of being almost too big to take.
But Ben didn’t give me a chance to appreciate his body. He walked right up to me. Forced me back against the tile wall. It was cool at my back as the hot water rained over us. Steam built, adding another layer to the white-hot need rising between us. He planted his palms on either side of my shoulders.
“We didn’t use a condom back at the club. Are you on birth control?”
“Yes. And I’m clean. I got tested last month and haven’t been with anyone since then.”
“I’m clean too. But I need to know, condom, yes or no? It’s your call.”
I hadn’t meant to have sex with him without a condom. Then again, when I dragged him into the private room, I thought it would only be for a lap dance, not the hottest sex of my life. But as I stared, seeing myself in his eyes with steam all around us, warmth spread through me. Because he cared enough to leave the decision in my hands.
And it made my choice that much easier. “No. You don’t need one.”
Flames filled his darkening gaze. “Good to know.”
He lowered his mouth until an inch separated our lips. I swallowed as I stared, waiting for him to make his move. Needing his hands on me in the worst way. My breath expelled in a rush as desire took hold.
“What are you waiting for?” I whispered.
“I kiss you, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.”
He was still giving me an out. Still providing an exit route if this was too much and not what I wanted. Didn’t he realize checking in this way after we’d already had sex only served to endear him further? I couldn’t recall another man stopping like this when it was clear he was really into it.
“Then kiss me, Ben.”
On a rough male groan, he slanted his mouth over mine. And I was lost. In him, in his kiss that made my toes curl in under two point five seconds. He pressed his big body against me, and I fucking purred into his mouth at the sensations bombarding me. He was all hard angles and solid muscles.
My hands found their way to his corded neck, and I hung on for dear life. Because his kiss swept me up, a riptide dragging me away from shore and into the murky, pleasure-infused abyss. It was the most natural thing in the world to bring my leg up around his waist and pull him closer. The move brought the length of him intimately against my sex.
At the contact, we moaned into each other’s mouths.
Ben lifted my other leg until I was totally dependent upon him for support. We rocked against each other as he ate at my mouth. I could kiss this man until the end of the world, and I doubted it would be enough. He kissed me with his entire being. And I wondered if I could come from his kiss alone.
The water shut off.
I ripped my mouth off his with a question. “What?”
“Not that I’m opposed to shower sex, but this time I want you in a bed, babe,” he murmured in a rough voice, thick with need. Wherever this man wanted me, I was game. Holding me in his arms, he stepped out of the shower. He grabbed a towel and surrounded me with it as he carried me into the bedroom.
But he tossed it aside before he laid me down on the bed’s edge with my legs dangling over the side. He pushed my torso so I laid on my back, staring up at him.
