Missy's Gentle Giant

by P D Miller

  “Oh Ben! Oh—so—good.”

  He was dying for sure. Pulling away from her, he forced himself up and moved lower. Shaking still, he took each one of her hands and placed them on his shoulders, never stopping the rhythm of his fingers. She dug her fingernails into him, and he saw her closed eyes, her hips rocking. Breathing heavily, he watched her for a moment. Her expression was mixed with fear, pain and need. She shook nervously, but he must move now or never.

  Carefully he descended for a taste of her as his fingers tried to give her pleasure. She groaned and dug her fingernails deeper into him. Her whole body tightened around him.

  “GO—OH BEN!”

  His tongue slipped in a heated rhythm as his hand caressed her, and his skin felt for her to reach a peak. So intent was he to have her feel an orgasm, Ben forgot his own throbbing pain for a moment. His left hand snaked up and teased a nipple, as he moved over her and rubbed himself against her. He was afraid to enter her. Her whole body tightened around him and she groaned deeply like a wounded animal. Quickly Ben’s tongue lashed out for hers, his penis rubbed against her faster, and he pulled her close while the ripples of an orgasm surged through her. Unconsciously trying to get closer to her and touch her more, his own inner tension exploded with liquid heat spurting between her legs and all over his hand. Relief waved through him and he pulled Missy closer.

  “Oh honey! My tight assed Missy.” His voice caught.

  She was so lost in the shattering she felt in her own body she tightened her hold on him.

  After several moments Ben remembered his weight, lifted enough to see her gown nearby, slowly moved his hand away and reached for the gown to dry himself. He rolled until he was on his back and she was on top of him. Then he sighed with a wave of relief he felt and enclosed her in his massive arms. For several minutes nothing could be heard but their heavy breathing slowly becoming softer and more relaxed. When Missy sighed deeply and audibly, Ben smiled. Tears rolled down his cheeks and he swallowed hard. Damn, he felt like a king when he heard her sigh, Reaching up, he touched her hair and reveled in her deep slow breathing. She was peacefully asleep, lying there on top of him. And if he was right, now she’d trust him totally, maybe even let him enter her next time. Never had he expected he’d have an orgasm too. Happily he closed his eyes.

  “Ben?” Missy shifted a little on him.

  “Mm.” He pulled her tighter.

  “Are you awake?” She snuggled into his hold.

  “Nope.” He smiled.

  “I’m too heavy.” She tried to lift herself.

  “No, you feel perfect here.” He tightened his grip. “Tell me how you feel.”

  “Mm.” She couldn’t have seen him ask the question, but she answered. She’d heard him? Reaching up he took hold of her head to hold it down against him. “Have you ever felt this way before?”

  “Never. Every inch of me was filled with tension until I wanted to scream, and then bang! Oh, I thought I went into a million pieces.”

  Ben closed his eyes and fought tears. She could hear him. How had it happened?

  “I want to ask you something.” She didn’t move from the security of his arms.

  “What?”

  “Why did you call me your tight assed Missy?”

  “Did I?”

  “You did—just after you came over me, right as I fell apart, you said—” She didn’t move, but he felt a tear on his chest.

  “Yes, well when you told me they called you—honey they paid you a compliment, and it was a gift to me when you said you’d been saving yourself. In a way, it’s a compliment.”

  “After what you said, I thought so.” She kissed his chest. “It doesn’t mean I’m abnormal at all; does it?”

  “Nope, it means you’re mine and you always have been.”

  “I love you, Ben.”

  “Mm, I know my beautiful.”

  “I feel terrible too.”

  “You shouldn’t. Why?” He pulled her closer. Did she know she was hearing?

  “You put up with so much. After you kidnapped me, you wanted me terribly and I hurt you. Then when we got married, you wanted me again, and I hurt you. Until tonight I thought I’d killed your passion and again tonight, I hurt—”

  “Nope, no way!” Ben lurched, started to push Missy up but stopped. “Oops.”

  “Nope? Oops?”

  “Yeah, we’re not going to move until we clear some very important things up.”

  “Okay, such as?”

  “What makes you think you hurt me?”

  “When I was kidnapped you wanted to love me, but you didn’t want to after we became engaged or since we’ve been here.”

  “I’ve never stopped wanting to love you.”

  “I—I know, but you loved me less.”

  “You thought I loved you less? I never loved you less, just showed it less.”

  “I—I don’t understand.”

  “Let’s see if I can explain. Funny thing about sexual desire.” He smiled. “Sometimes it takes so much energy to do one thing, the outward desire seems to disappear.”

  “You’re talking in circles.”

  “My outward desire was only diminished because I used so much energy during the drug bust and then fighting all your brothers.” Especially getting the bastard Mario Moreno. Triumph waved through him. “Inwardly I wanted you more than ever, but I didn’t want to rush you and could control myself better. But as time dragged on, it got harder. Ask Gonzalo, he’ll tell you I’d go running every night just to keep up with what your good night kisses did to me.”

  “So that’s why you were running on our wedding night.” Her eyes opened wide.

  “Yeah.” Ben chuckled. “Gonzalo even teased me about trying out for the Olympics. I thought I was going to have to take up swimming too.”

  “But you wanted to love me after we were married. What happened between my going home and tonight to make you be so casual?”

  “Gonzalo didn’t tell you?”

  “Gonzalo told me you were with the girl over business, couldn’t stand her and she was trying to come on to you. Is there something more?” She raised herself showing worry.

  Ben pulled her back down to his chest, so she couldn’t see him talk. Damn, he loved this! Talking to her and knowing she could hear. “Honey I was aching with passion all those days—in fact, I thought I was going to die. I worked until I couldn’t hold my eyes open any longer, went home and slept.”

  “Then, what happened?”

  “Your brothers again. They stomped into my office accusing me of being with another woman, and something just clicked inside me. I was hit with a blind rage and decided it was time to kill them all, especially Gonzalo. I was ready to finally give it all up until Gonzalo sent me a letter telling me you’d gone to the doctor.” He chuckled. “Then I decided the only thing for us to do was to get away from everyone so we could work it out.”

  “Oh.” She didn’t move.

  “Something wrong?”

  “Ben, who packed all those—those—”

  Ben laughed. “I did. I thought you were just overly shy about your body. It never occurred to me you might think you were different from other women.”

  “Oh.” Missy rubbed her nose against his chest. “Have you given any thought about when we leave?”

  “When we leave?”

  “Yeah, I have three choices. Either I wear one of your T-shirts or my old gray nightgown or I dress like—”

  “Oops.”

  “You didn’t think about leaving did you?” Huge dimples appeared with her grin. “Are you planning on staying here forever?”

  “Mm, now there’s a thought.” Ben grinned and pulled her down again.

  “But I still—tonight you didn’t—”

  “Oh tonight, I forgot you wanted to know about it.”

  “I do want to know.”

  “Oh honey, you made me feel wonderful.”

  “I did?” A frown deepened on her face. “But you didn’t—�
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  “One of the reasons I’m not letting you get up is because of it.”

  “One of the reasons?”

  “Yep, one of two. I don’t know how it happened exactly but just by knowing I pleased you and made you feel wonderful, I felt the same thing.”

  “Like me? You did?” She tried to raise herself.

  “Yes, and if you get up, you’re going to know what happened because you’re all sticky.”

  “Oh Ben.” She raised herself some and grinned showing dimples.

  “Oh Ben.” He mimicked and smiled. “I think we need a trip to the sauna; don’t you?”

  “I guess you’re right.” She giggled. Ben released her and let her roll to his side.

  “You stay here while I turn it on.” He kissed her forehead, shifted and rose. On his way to the bathroom, he laughed. “Don’t you move your beautiful body; okay?”

  “Okay.” She lay back and closed her eyes. Ben made her feel so beautiful.

  “Did you move?”

  She opened startled eyes when he pulled her into his arms. “Nope.” She kissed his nose and grinned as he carried her to the bathroom.

  Ben climbed into the sauna and sat, then reached out for her and pulled her inside. “Mm it feels good, no vinegar either.” He turned her around until she was over him, against his chest again.

  “Are you planning on keeping me glued to you forever?” Her dimples showed.

  “Yep and out here for the next forty years.” He pulled his arms around her.

  Missy sighed and there was a long comfortable silence for a few minutes. She rolled all the things he’d said over and over in her mind. She knew he hadn’t entered her. How could he feel so great? He acted like everything was wonderful and still he hadn’t done what she thought he’d do. Slowly she pulled herself away from him.

  “You said there were two reasons why you felt so good tonight.” She shook her head. “But you didn’t—you know, you didn’t—”

  “It will come in time.” He held her close. “Now after you’ve felt what I wanted you to feel, I think you’ll want to share love with me in every way. Won’t you?”

  “Oh yes!” The words burst from her. “I’ve always wanted to please you.”

  “Well, tonight you have. Don’t worry about the rest.” He rubbed her back. Yes, they would work it out, but he was going to have to be careful and take it a little at a time. She was so damn small. If he got carried away, he could hurt her.

  “You said two reasons.”

  “Oops. Damn, I forgot something.” He pushed her away and jumped from the sauna. “Honey stay right there and relax; I forgot something on the beach.”

  “Ben?” She blinked.

  “I’ll be right back, two maybe three minutes.” He stopped at the door. “Maybe ten minutes, but I’ll run as fast as I can.”

  Missy watched him disappear, glanced down at herself on her knees in the sauna, shook her head and sat down. He was crazy. A grin formed on her face, and she closed her eyes. He had no idea how wonderful he made her feel. She swished in the water. She loved him crazy.

  “I’m back.” Ben leaned against the door jam catching his breath. “Did you miss me?”

  “Oh, were you gone?” She couldn’t resist.

  “Honey—”

  “Of course I missed you silly. I had to scrub my back myself.” Her dimples flashed.

  “Oh honey, have I ever told you what your dimples do to me?”

  “No.” She pulled herself up and reached for a towel, flashing more dimples. “Tell me what they do.”

  “I can’t.” Ben reached out and hauled her into his arms. His tongue lashed out to touch her dimples.

  “I’m still wet.”

  He dropped his knee on the bed and they fell together. His tongue traced the outline of her ear while he climbed over her. When his tongue touched hers, a little war started. Her hands wildly shot up to his shoulders and hair. He groaned at her touch, pulled away gasping and burned a trail to her breasts with his tongue. Once he’d sucked the life out of one nipple, his tongue searched for the other and his hand shot down to her heated peak. Gently rubbing her, he felt her arch.

  “Ben I want—” Her hands were frantically trying to touch him. One slid down his side and touched the hair on his lower abdomen. Ben’s hand shot out, grabbed her hand and pulled it down to touch him.

  “Do you want this?” He whispered as the muscles in his cheeks rippled showing the tension he felt inside.

  “Yes.” She arched again.

  “Honey, it might hurt.” Damn, he was going to die. A light bulb flickered in his head. He couldn’t hurt her. It had to be different.

  “I trust you.” She stroked him.

  “Damn—” He groaned deeply, shifted and dropped to her side. Easily he pulled her around on her side to have her back against his chest. “Oh, I love you, and I’ve got to get inside you this time.”

  “Yes, I want you.” Startled at the position she was in, she reached out for him. “Ben?”

  “Hush.” He rubbed her peak with his thumb and sent her body to new burning heights. Slowly using his fingers as a guide, he entered a little, waited for some sign of fear or pain, felt none and withdrew to enter again with a loud groan. “Honey, I want to go with you this time.”

  Her response was a cry of pleasure. Slowly he increased his thrusts as beads of water formed on his forehead. He closed his eyes to the pleasure he felt as he neared a peak.

  Like a bolt of lightning it hit Missy why Ben had her on her side and she stiffened. Not only did she stiffen, but she straightened out forcing his withdrawal, and she flipped to her back. “I know what you’re doing, and it’s not going to be this way!” Her eyes flared with anger and tears. She got to her knees and glared at him.

  “Honey?” Ben was struck cold. Damn, he’d been feeling so good inside her, and then?

  “Make love to me, dammit!” She hit him on the shoulder.

  “I am!”

  “No!” She jumped from the bed and ran from the room.

  Ben was instantly off the bed. What the hell had happened? He was sure he hadn’t hurt her. Damn, did just entering her do this? She was curled up in a chair staring out the window with tears streaming down her cheeks.

  “Missy—“”

  “Go away.”

  “Okay.” Ben blinked and turned toward the bedroom totally confused.

  “No stay, dammit.”

  “Okay.” He turned back to face her.

  “Do you have to be so damned agreeable?”

  “Honey, I just—“”

  “Go away!”

  “No, dammit!” Rage surged through Ben.

  “No?” She blinked.

  “No!” Ben reached out for her and yanked her to her feet. He bent enough to throw her over his shoulder.

  “Ben?”

  “No! I’m not going to protect you any more. I’ve had it!” He marched to the bedroom and dropped her unceremoniously on the bed.

  “Are you mad at me?”

  “Damn right, I am.” He glared. “Madder than hell.”

  “Are you going to hurt me?”

  “What the hell do you think? I’m twice as big as you and you’re so damn small—you’re damn right I’m going to hurt you—probably hurt you like hell. You’d better be damn ready.” He dropped and lunged over her with a glare.

  “Are you really mad?” She grinned and giggled.

  “Shut up! I’m mad as hell.”

  “Make love to me now.” Her dimples shined; his anger left him as quickly as it arose.

  “I just didn’t want to hurt you.”

  “I know, but Mama said it always hurts the first time.” Her tongue lashed out for his in a searching kiss. “I want all of you, all your love, all your need—”

  Their tongues battled until the need for air caused them to pull away. Damn, what she did to him. What she was asking. Tongues and hands warred over places to touch and taste and tease. When Ben sucked on a nipple, her h
and shot down to touch him. Ben groaned and sent his tongue searching lower, and she curved her body searching with hers. There was a lot of groaning as each reached different peaks of desire. Their bodies were soaked with sweat coming from their inside heat. Touches and tastes burned their insides. Ben could take no more when he heard her low groan and felt her stiffen. Fear mixed with anger and total love was then mingled with his need, and he thrust inside her.

  “Like a virgin!” Missy gasped and cried out.

  “Yes, mine!” He withdrew and thrust again. “Mine, only mine.” His brain was totally useless now. Fears and worries were forgotten. Giving, loving was all he had on his mind. He didn’t hear his own groans of pleasure as he sought to hear hers and feel her body beneath him respond. Her hand shot down to feel their joining. His hand met hers and spoke of love. Then he rubbed her tender peak and felt her tighten with anticipation. When she cried out and stiffened to her body’s explosion, he withdrew and thrust again and again quickly until her legs slid up and clamped around him to hold him inside her. Right then his insides exploded and went a million ways. She wouldn’t let him withdraw, so his thrusts were directed to crawling totally inside her.

  Peace.

  Missy beneath him, holding him inside her and peace. All the turmoil, fear and pain were gone, just leaving peace. It was all Ben felt as his body returned to him. Never had he felt such peace. Dazed, he lifted himself to his elbows and saw Missy’s closed eyes with tears streaming down the sides of her face and her dimples. His eyes glistened.

  “Do you know I’m your slave forever?” He whispered and shifted to get some of his weight off her tiny body.

  “Mm, yes mine.”

  “If you’ll pull your legs back, I’ll roll with us until you’re on me.” He mumbled and was surprised she slowly unhooked her legs. Placing his hand on her bottom, he rolled and kept himself inside her. Damn for the first time in his life he felt total peace. When she snuggled against him, he sighed and closed his eyes. Peace, dreamless peace.

  Five minutes later—actually five hours, Ben awakened to a wild tongue tasting the edge of his ear. He turned his head so his hungry tongue could touch hers.