by Lacey Wolfe
His mind then jumped to her naked and on all fours. He really wanted to take her that way. While he would pump into her, he’d grip her firm ass, maybe even give it a spanking. His cock throbbed as he imagined seeing his handprint on her as he drove into her.
He couldn’t take it any longer. Ben unbuttoned his pants and wrapped his hand around his erection. The chance of her being home was slim and he needed relief now. Turning his thoughts back to Jane, he decided to take his fantasy one step farther. He would take her in the ass. That opening would be so tight. As he pumped into her, with his free hand he would tweak her clit. She’d pant and call his name out, letting him know how well he was fucking her and that only his dick could pleasure her like this. She’d beg him not to stop.
He jerked his hand fast, up and down the whole length of his cock. As he imagined her screaming, he let out his own moan and shot cum into his hand. Lying there a moment he set the phone down. He needed to gather himself before calling her. Ben sat up and headed to the bathroom for a quick shower.
* * * *
Jane was worn-out and so happy they’d taken a break to get coffee and a snack at Sweet Muffins. They’d shopped all afternoon and neither of them bought anything. Francesca had dragged her up and down the strip, going to this store and that one. She wanted every detail about Ben and was thrilled about how things were working out. Jane was amazed that she actually had a wonderful time with her. There was definitely more to Francesca than people knew. And she was glad she gave her a shot.
Now they were seated outside the bakery, enjoying the cool breeze as they sipped their drinks. Francesca chatted a bit about her brother Adam and his upcoming wedding to Amy. Francesca and Skylar were both going to be in the wedding party. Jane couldn’t help but wonder how that was going to go since Francesca and Skylar had a history of not liking one another. To this day they still barely spoke.
“You know Skylar better than I do. Is there a way you think we can get through this in one piece?” Francesca asked.
“You just have to put the past behind you. Skylar is stubborn. Maybe invite her to lunch and talk. I’m sure you two can be friends.”
“I was never all that into Drew to begin with. We never even…you know.”
Jane smiled as she remembered when Drew first came back into Skylar’s life. He had been seeing Francesca at the time, but it wasn’t serious. But Skylar held a grudge, and it was hard for her to forgive. “You’re going to have to make the first move,” Jane said.
“Of course.”
Taking a bite of one of Amy’s latest creations, Jane was startled by her phone ringing. She picked it up and glanced at the screen. “It’s Ben.”
“I’ll just run inside for a refill.”
As Francesca went back into the bakery, Jane answered the phone. “Hey, sexy.”
“People are going to think you’re a little weird talking to yourself,” he said.
Jane giggled. “Whatever. When are you coming back? I miss you, and work really sucks.”
“Soon, I promise. I don’t think I can stand another day without you.”
“I’m glad to hear that.”
“Things still aren’t better at Hot Bods?”
“Nope. In fact, I stood up to Matt today and then he told me to take a few days off to fix my attitude problem.”
“Are you going to report him? He can’t get away with that.”
“I know, and yes, I am. Actually, Francesca was there and she got it on tape,” she told him.
“Do you have the file?”
“Yup.”
“Email it to me. I’ll get this taken care of real fast.”
“I can do it. I’m not helpless.”
“I know you’re not, I just hate what he’s doing to you.”
“Me too.”
“Since you’re off work anyway, how about I fly you out here?” he suggested.
“Really? Who would watch Toby? I’ve never left him.”
“Drop him off at my place. My dog sitter can watch him.”
She supposed she could. All she had to do for Patty was make sure the litter box was clean and there was plenty of food and water. The cat couldn’t care less.
“Oh, but I don’t really have the money though.”
“I want you out here, I’ll pay for it,” he said.
“I can’t let you do that.”
“Jane, I’m getting you a ticket. Check your email later for the information. You’re going to love this small town, and you deserve to relax a little.”
Who was she to argue? It sounded wonderful. A few days with Ben and no Hot Bods. She was definitely game.
She chatted with him for a few more minutes before hanging up. Francesca must have waited for her to end the call because as soon as she dropped the phone into her purse, Francesca appeared.
“How is Ben?” she asked.
“Great. He’s flying me out to see him. I’m so excited. I need to go home and pack.”
Jane could see the slight disappointment on Francesca’s face. She wished she had more time, but she had no idea what time the flight would be and she had a ton of things she had to get done before she left.
“I’ll drive you back to the gym,” Francesca said.
“It’s right there. I’ll walk, no biggie.”
“I’ll walk with you. I need to burn the calories I’ve already consumed today.”
“Deal.” Jane smiled.
She and Francesca jogged across the street. When they got to the gym’s parking lot, Jane looked around for her car. But it wasn’t there. Where the hell was it?
Anger flooded her veins as she went inside. She expected to be greeted by the new receptionist, but no one was up front. Jane stomped past the desk and down the hall to Matt’s office, where she wasn’t at all surprised to see the door closed. She didn’t even bother to knock, she just pushed the door open.
Thankfully, she didn’t catch the two in the act like she thought she would. Instead, the girl looked grateful that Jane had busted in and interrupted them. With as arrogant as Matt was he’d mostly likely assumed that the girl would jump at the chance to be with him.
“What the hell are you doing, Jane?” Matt barked.
“Where’s my car?” Jane demanded
“Casey, we’ll continue this talk later,” Matt said. The young girl left the room without even looking back. Matt turned and glared at Jane. “You should’ve knocked first.”
“Like it would have mattered. She can’t be more than twenty and she isn’t interested in you, Grandpa.”
“Oh, ha ha.” He rolled his eyes.
“Where’s my car?”
His expression changed to amusement. “I had it towed.”
“You what?”
“You weren’t working out or on the clock so you know the policy. The gym’s parking lot isn’t a public place to just leave your car. All violators will be towed.”
“I work here and I’m a member.”
“Technically, you aren’t a member. You workout only because you’re employed here. And you weren’t working, were you?”
“You’ve gone too far. Way too far,” Jane snapped. Her hands were in tight fists as she did her best not to walk over and hit him. She wanted to—badly. “You’re going to get what’s coming to you.”
“I’m just counting down the days until you’re gone or you change your mind and come back to me.”
“I will never be with you again.” Jane left before things got even more heated. There was no point in arguing any further. She knew he would get what he deserved. She had the proof of what a scum bucket he was.
In the lobby Jane found Francesca with Casey. She asked if Francesca could give her a ride home. Francesca agreed. On the way she sent a message to Ben about what happened. She hated asking for help, but she didn’t think at this point she had a choice. Hopefully he could get her car back so she could still fly out and visit him.
Chapter 9
Jane was feeling very spoiled. Ben
had gotten her a first class ticket. She never knew that it was so much nicer and the seats were so much bigger than the ones in coach. The flight attendants were kind and gave her practically anything she wanted. Could she ever go back to coach?
So far the plane ride had been very calm, with little turbulence. However, she was still anxious for the flight to be over. But at least she had some quiet time, and she had a lot of thinking to do. Unfortunately, she hadn’t been able to get her car back before she left, but Ben gave her the code to his garage and told her where the spare key was. She was now driving one of the many cars he owned—a silver Mercedes. Wow, was the car luxurious. She didn’t want to give it back.
He had taken care of everything. The fact that he hadn’t been married before shocked her. How was it possible that some woman hadn’t snatched him up yet? She had every intention of keeping him.
As Jane gazed out the window, she knew she needed a distraction. She didn’t fly often. The thought of being high up in the air scared her. If the plane fell she was screwed. Shaking her head, she decided it was best to have those thoughts after the next flight. She still had to go home. For now, she decided to put on headphones and watch the romantic comedy that played on the screen ahead of her.
The flight wasn’t too long. As she grabbed her bag from the overhead compartment, she was able to breathe a sigh of relief. She had made it here, and the ride had been fairly smooth.
Once the attendant announced they were able to get off the plane, Jane got into the forming line and made her way to the exit door. As she walked into the airport, she immediately searched for Ben. Her eyes met his and a grin spread across her face. She quickly made her way to Ben. He looked even better than she remembered, and it sent flutters through her knowing that he belonged to her.
Ben leaned in and let his lips meet hers and all felt right again. Her everyday stresses were forgotten, and the only thought she had was that she never wanted the kiss to end. But one thing might make the moment better—if they were in his hotel room where they could let the kiss go as far as they wanted.
“I missed you,” she said.
“I missed you too.”
“How crazy is this?” Jane giggled.
“What do you mean?”
“Us. That’s what I mean.”
“There’s nothing crazy about us.” Ben took her hand. “Any more bags?”
She shook her head.
“You only brought one bag?” He genuinely seemed shocked.
“Yeah, it’s just a night. What would I need that doesn’t fit in one bag?”
“You’re perfect, you know that?”
“I wish.”
“Let’s get the hell out of here.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice.” She couldn’t wait to get to the hotel. She was starving, and not for food.
* * * *
Ben was happy the hotel wasn’t far from the airport. The last thing he wanted was a long drive. He had plans to get Jane naked and quickly. He wanted to explore each and every part of her body over and over until she was begging him to stop. And even then he just might keep going. There was something about Jane that he knew he would never tire of. He hoped that while she was here he could find out once and for all what she thought of him and what kind of a future they would be having.
In the hotel room he watched as Jane laid her bag down and looked around the room. “It’s no different than your room at home. Clothes everywhere.”
“Did you think it wouldn’t be?”
Leisurely she made her way to him. “It’s one of the reasons why I like you. I hate cleaning.”
“Is that the only reason why you like me?”
“I like the way you kiss me and how it makes me feel.”
“I’d like to see you out of these clothes and in that bed over there.” He nodded toward the unmade bed.
She grinned and then went toward a chair. Her hands rubbed across the back of it. “Have a seat.”
He chuckled as he sat.
“Got an iPod?”
He pointed to the nightstand. She smiled and then put on some music.
“I guess this’ll do. Too bad we don’t have any speakers to plug in.”
He didn’t really care about the music, speakers, or whatever. Right now he was just hoping that what he thought was about to happen was going to happen.
Jane stood before him. “There is only one rule—no touching.”
“That’s a sucky rule.”
She leaned in and whispered, “You won’t regret it.”
He was sure she was right. Laying his arms across the sides of the chair he focused his attention on the sexy woman in front of him.
She bit her lip and he could see she was slightly nervous and that made it all the more hot. Her hips started to sway a bit to the music. As much as he liked the way she moved he was very happy about her hands lingering at the end of her shirt. She toyed with it a moment before lifting it over her head and tossing it across the room.
“You’re beautiful,” he said.
She wiggled out of her jeans, and he thought he might die from the sight of her in a purple lace bra and thong. The little vixen must have planned this, because she had on matching garters and stockings.
His cock was hard and pressing against his zipper. It begged to be touched the same way his hands and lips pleaded to touch her.
Jane set one foot next to his leg on the chair and then leaned forward so he could take a peek at her full breasts. Her brown hair fell over her shoulders, and the scent of lavender filled his senses.
“I’m going to burst out of my pants,” he said.
“We don’t want that.” Jane unbuttoned his pants and lowered his zipper. His aching cock sprang out. Now all he needed was for her to touch it.
But she didn’t. Instead she walked around the chair and bent down, kissing his neck. Her palms rubbed the length of his chest, stopping right above his waistline.
“I’m so wet right now,” she whispered.
“I want to taste.”
She moved from behind him and presented herself in front of him again. His dick felt like it grew another inch. She’d removed her bra and her fingers circled her nipples. Sucking his bottom lip in, it was taking everything in him not to touch her.
“Want a taste?” she asked.
He couldn’t speak, he just opened his mouth. She leaned forward and placed a nipple in his mouth. He drew it in deep and moaned as he sucked it. On instinct, he reached up and kneaded the other breast.
“I said no touching.” She removed her breasts from him.
“You little tease.”
“You agreed on our one rule. And if I’m a little tease I guess you wouldn’t mind if I touched myself in front of you and let you watch.”
His eyes widened. She was going to kill him and he was going to die in pure ecstasy.
Jane set one long, slender leg on the chair again. Wasting no time, she slid a hand into her panties and all he could see was the movement of her hand as it dipped in and out of her entrance.
“I want to see,” he finally said.
“What do you want to see?”
“I want to see your damn finger going in and out of your pussy.”
With her other hand she pulled her thong to the side and there it was, her finger pumping in and out, and the liquid on her hand made his mouth salivate.
“I don’t know how much longer I can take this.”
“Touch yourself then.” She eyed his dick.
“You want me to touch myself?”
“I want to see your hand wrapped around your cock, stroking it as you watch my finger enter my pussy.”
“I like this side of you, Jane.” He did as asked, and it felt so damn good to be touching himself. “But I want to come in you.”
She didn’t say anything. Her mouth opened a bit and her breathing picked up. He jerked harder on his dick, feeling the pleasure build as her finger thrust faster into herself. That was it, he couldn’
t take it anymore.
Ben stood, kicking his shoes off. He removed his clothes in record speed. He picked Jane up and tossed her on the bed, then roughly yanked her panties down. God damn she looked hot lying there spread-eagle. As much as he wanted to taste and feast on her he had to bury himself in her. On the dresser behind him was a box of condoms he’d picked up once he knew she was coming. He opened it quickly and rolled one on. Climbing on the bed beside her he pulled her so she was on top of him and straddling him.
“No more playing. Fuck me,” he demanded.
She lowered herself onto his cock, and he immediately let out a moan at how good her tight, little pussy hugged him.
“I don’t think I can go slow.” She panted.
“Go with it. Do what feels right.”
She bounced up and down his shaft, and her hands squeezed her breasts. Pleasure was building at a rapid speed through his body, and he was doing his best to hold off. Ben gripped her hips and dug his fingers into her ass. He held her still a moment and thrust up into her.
“Oh my…” she screamed.
Jane released her breasts and leaned forward, taking a hold of his shoulders as he kept her steady and drove into her. She cried out and her walls tightened around him. As she rode out her climax he finally exploded, and it was one of the best damn orgasms he’d had in a long time. They moved in a slow speed now, enjoying the pleasure and just feeling. Jane was the first to stop and relax on top of him.
He was completely spent and was one hundred percent relaxed. He rolled her off of him and wrapped his arms around her. She yawned and he whispered for her to take a nap. Having Jane in his arms just seemed right, and he fell asleep not long after her.
* * * *
This was heaven. Jane lay in bed with one of Ben’s button-down shirts on. He’d run out to get them something to eat. All afternoon they’d made love and napped. After he left she’d taken a quick shower to freshen up. She was sore and tender all over but wouldn’t have it any other way. Ben was an incredible lover. Hopefully, tonight they would get a chance to talk and maybe figure this thing out.