by Asrai Devin
“What?”
“You on top. It’ll be okay. We need a condom.”
“On the nightstand.”
Where? Oh there, she saw the economy sized box on his nightstand. She crawled over and pulled one from the box. She returned to him, but stared at the item. How did one use a condom? Proper use was important. He took the foil wrapper from her hand. She watched while he tore it carefully and rolled it over his cock. What would it feel like without it? What about birth control going forward? Did he want kids someday?
Why was she thinking about this now? He urged her to stretch her legs, so she hovered above him. She held her breath while he guided their bodies together until they were locked.
He held her eyes while her body adjusted to his intrusion. He seemed big, but she had nothing to compare him with. She had one dildo, but it was on the small side. He moved a little inside her, little thrusts, teasing.
Her hips started moving without her. Slowly then faster as the pressure built. He put his hand behind his head. She looked down at him, he wore a blissful smile while she used her thighs to move up and down.
He smacked her ass lightly, a slight sting in her skin. Her mouth fluttered to a smile and he did it again. She moved faster and he dropped his hand away, a moan slipping from his lips. She bent and captured the next one into her mouth. She liked being in control. She liked watching him shudder from her movements.
He held her hips and thrust up into her. Electricity built up inside her belly. She moved faster, rubbing harder against him. He recognized her need, he used his thumb to open her further so he could rub against her clit. Again it was like shoot electricity into her from his fingers. She twitched and moaned and gripped his biceps. “Yes,” she couldn’t help shouting. “Yes, Ben.”
“Yes, what?” he asked, with a crooked smile. His thumb stopped moving against her. Was he trying to tease her or make the experience last longer?
“Please, I need to. I need.”
“I’m teasing you a little sweetheart. Relax, let me help you.”
He caressed her while she thrust against him faster. He met her thrusts with his own, his finger still teasing her clit.
The lightning struck, and she exploded into a million pieces. He caught her and held her while she came back together. He must have come as well because he stopped moving.
He rolled her to her back without breaking their join. “I love you my little kitten. Is your curiosity about sex sated for now?” He bent and kissed her.
“For a bit, Sir.”
He grinned at her and kissed her again.
“I love you too,” she replied. He pulled out of her and disappeared into his bathroom. He came back and pulled a t-shirt from his dresser drawer and offered it to her.
“Approved clothing for this weekend. I am serious about keeping you in bed except to eat.”
He was going to not work the entire weekend. She’d believe it when it happened. She didn’t care if they had sex all weekend or not.
“I have to find a doctor.”
“For what?” he asked as he pulled boxers on.
“Birth control. Unless you bought stock in a company and are going to buy all their supply.”
“All their supply? How much sex are we having here?”
“Considering the long term here, I assume we are at least a year before we consider pregnancy. And I know the failure rate of birth control is high, but condoms are a pain.”
“Pregnancy?” His eyes went wide.
“It is a possibility. I’ve never asked if you wanted children. And I’m not assuming anything there. I don’t know where I stand.”
“We should wait until we get married, I think.” He looked a little dazed.
“Last week we were both thinking this would never happen, it would never work.”
“Now we are talking pregnancy and weddings.” He squeezed his eyes shut.
“Is this scaring you?”
“Scary no. I dreamed of this. I wanted this so bad. I can’t quite believe it’s real.” His eyes opened and they shone down on her, like her personal stars.
“I know. It’s weird. You were a dream, a fantasy last week. And now I’m talking marriage.”
“You’d marry me?” His eyes penetrated her soul.
“Sometimes you look at me and I’m sure you can see inside me.”
“Maybe it’s because I know you so well, but all your emotions are in your eyes. If I look close enough, I can see everything.
She melted. “I’d marry you in a heartbeat. Whatever you want is what I want.”
“I want you. Remember when you asked what I wanted for Christmas and I said you? It was a little late, but I got my wish.”
“Me too.”
He lifted her hand and kissed her knuckles.
She laughed. “Now we only have to tell Mom and Dad.”
“I think we’ll keep our secret a little longer.”
“They are visiting in three weeks.” She didn’t want to tell anyone. She wanted to stay in a bubble where it was only her and Ben. She wanted to love him in secret for a little longer. She didn’t want to discuss it, explain it, or think about it too much.
“So we’ll keep us secret for at least one more month.” He kissed her neck. “We need to leave the bed before I forget my good intentions.”
“We just… twice? Again?”
“With you? Always again.”
She swung her legs off the bed and pulled him out with her. He put boxers on but she could see the outline of his cock, half hard already. She got damp staring at him. She grabbed her panties and pulled them on. He watched her and her pulse ramped up. This was the rest of her life. Ben watching her, loving her, holding her every night.
Chapter 17
When she woke the following morning, her inner thighs were sore. Her mouth was tender from where his beard rubbed her. What was most important was she was alone. She closed her eyes, wondering if he ran or if he was making coffee.
Then she heard the shower. Her mouth curved. He was naked. She would go in to catch a quick glimpse then make coffee. She walked into the steamy bathroom, but since his bathroom was bigger than most people’s bedrooms it was clear enough, she could see him.
He tipped his head back under the stream of water. She traveled down his body to his hand wrapped around his cock, pumping slowly. He helped her touch him last night. But she hadn’t gotten a good look.
She couldn’t help the gasp that escaped her. Loud enough for him to hear over the water. Or maybe he sensed her presence. His eyes turned to her. They looked at each other for several heartbeats. He opened the shower door. “Come here kitten.”
She walked toward him. He grabbed her hand and pulled her in. When the water drenched her shirt, she realized she hadn’t undressed.
He kissed her, his tongue sliding along her fuzzy teeth. He took her hand and wrapped it around his cock. “See what you do to me, kitten.” He helped her stroke him and once she had the rhythm, he dropped his hand away. He grabbed the hem of her shirt and bared her breasts. She sighed and gripped his upper arms. He licked the water drops that splattered her left breast then her nipple. His hand cupped the other side and his thumb rubbed her nipple.
“Oh sweetheart. I’ve been teased too long. I won’t last.”
She grabbed his hair with her free hand, not slowing the strokes. She pressed her legs together, a now familiar ache building between. It was different ache than before, she knew he would soothe it from her.
“That’s not my fault.”
“I know. I woke up like this and I wanted to give you a chance to rest.”
“You always take care of me, Ben. Always worried about my needs. I want it as much as you. Maybe more.”
He groaned against her breast, the stubble of his beard scraping her skin, spinning her arousal higher. His hips thrust into her fist and the rest of his body went tense. She looked down to see the spurts from his cock spraying her hip and the shower wall behind her.
He kissed her again. “Thank-you kitten. Let me wash quickly then I’ll take care of you.”
She smiled, dropping her hand from his cock, feeling self-conscious. She could handle a little frustration, a little delayed gratification.
“Do you want to wash?”
She was already wet. She peeled off the T-shirt and dropped it on the floor then she pushed her panties down and kicked them off. When she looked up, and he was watching her, the water streaming over his shoulders and chest. She leaned in and licked his nipple.
His arms came around her. She looked up at him, her eyes searching his face. “I could lick every drop of water from your body.”
“That was my plan for you. To start.” He grabbed the shampoo bottle and squeezed some into his hand. “Time to get clean.”
They washed quickly, taking turns under the stream, then he turned off the taps. He used the towel to dry her hair and body. “If you could grab me a towel from the closet, then lay on the bed and wait for me.”
She was ready to agree until he told her to lay on his bed naked. He wasn’t planning on making love to her now was he? He mentioned licking.
“Selene, wait for me there.” He saw her hesitation. He was wiping himself off with the towel.
She shook her head. “I have to work past my self-consciousness with you. It’s not like you haven’t seen me.”
He kissed her shoulder. “It’s okay. We’ll work on it together.”
She wanted so desperately to please him. He put his arm around her and moved her in front of the mirror. She focused on his reflection. His hands covered her breasts. “You are beautiful and sexy. I love you more than anything. All I want is to make you happy.”
“I love you too. I want to make you happy.” She turned around and wrapped her arms around him. “Are you happy?”
“Kitten, I’ve never been happier than since Christmas. Even when I was fighting this, I was so damn happy. Before you, I was lonely. I tried a few times to find someone to fill the void. But they weren’t you.”
His penis moved against her left butt cheek. She bit her bottom lip. Every day she woke thinking she couldn’t love him more. By the end of the day she found a reason that deepened her feeling. Something romantic he said, the way he kissed her, the way he was inside her head. He knew what she was thinking, what she was feeling. He felt it too, but where she lacked words to describe it, he could explain it with words, a sentence, or in the way he touched her.
“Come my love. Let me love you.” He kissed her neck. Heat traveled from the spot and coursed through her body. If she was going up in flames at least it would be a pleasure cruise.
He unwrapped the towel from her and laid her on the bed. She closed her eyes and covered her face with her hands. He pulled them away. “I want to try this again. I want to taste you.”
“What?” he kissed the arch of her foot then her ankle, his lips dragged up to her knee. His tongue licked a pattern up her inner thigh.
“I’m going to lick your pussy, Selene. Are you okay with that?”
She laid her head back. “Go easy on me.”
“I’ll try.”
Maybe now that she wasn’t so nervous or deeply aroused, she wouldn’t freak out. It was too much, she felt as if she might come apart or cry. Too much. She wanted to do this, she wanted to experience it for him. His tongue on her clit, made her jump.
But it wasn’t as intense, it was a low hum inside her. As he licked, sucked, flicked his tongue inside her, lapped up what he drew out, the hum grew louder. He stopped as it reached a high. “Good?”
Her hips made a restless circle. “Please,” she gasped. The sudden removal of the stimulus left her throbbing.
He thrust a finger into her. “Like this?”
She tossed her head against the blanket. He bent his head and his tongue touched her clit. The electric current pushed her over the edge. The shiver started in her thighs but shot through her whole body. What he did to her was a new level of intense and he didn’t stop his sweet torture until she pushed at him. “Oh my god,” she moaned, when he crawled up beside her.
“Good?” he repeated.
“I may never move again. But yeah, I’m good.”
He kissed her. A heady mix of her desire and his sweet tongue. “Hungry?”
“Why are you making me something?”
“Sure I can burn the bacon and eggs.”
“Right, I’ll help, but I need a few more minutes. I cannot move my legs. If I press my thighs together, I’ll come again and I don’t think I can handle it. Can I borrow another shirt?”
“Nope, there was limit of one for you. You ruined it.”
“You pulled me into the shower. I was not the only one at fault. And I am not cooking bacon naked. That’s a no go.”
“I’d hate to burn your beautiful skin with bacon splatter.” He rolled off the bed and tossed her a new shirt from his drawer. He wrapped himself in his robe and watched her as she dressed.
“I almost didn’t fall asleep last night. I wanted to lay there all night and watch you. The way your hair fans out on my pillow. You snore softly and you look so peaceful.”
There it was. Deeper in love. How deep did it go? Was there an end to how much she could care for him? How much closer could they get before she became part of him? He was as necessary as breathing for her. He was everything.
She drew in a shaky breath. She pressed the shirt to her nose. It only sort of smelled of him, but only the laundry detergent, the softener that was used on his clothing. Not his soap or cologne or sweat. She tossed it back in his drawer and pulled one from his hamper. His scent surrounded when she pulled it over her head. That was better.
She padded down the hall. He was measuring the coffee out into the machine. She pressed herself to his back and lifted on her nose and kissed his shoulder.
“I think after I eat breakfast, you’ll be my dessert. Right on this counter. Or maybe the table. If you’re up to it.”
“I’m up for it. Don’t let me wear you out. You’re ten years older than me.”
“Ah well, I’ve been working out lately. My stamina is pretty good. For an old man.”
She ran her fingers over his belly. “Maybe I’ll be the one struggling to keep up to you.”
Once the machine was running, he turned around and gripped her ass and pulled against him. He was hard again. “We’ll see who calls for mercy first.”
Chapter 18
Ben wrapped his arm around Selene as they wound their way through the airport crowd. “Don’t look so worried.”
“We should have told them before they flew out.”
He kissed her temple. “I’ll protect you kitten.”
“Who will protect you?”
“Dan will not freak out.”
“I’m not worried about Dad. Mom worries me more.” She smiled up at him. She had tried to tell her mom a hundred times, but she couldn’t find the words.
He winked at her. “There they are.”
She shoved away from him when she saw her mom and picked up her pace. She looked over her shoulder and Ben smiled at her with his indulgent smile.
The last three weeks had been a whirlwind of romance, lust, and work. Lucky for her dating the boss meant no worrying about PDA’s at the office although they were minimal. At work Ben remained focused on his business and she was excited to be by his side to help him build it.
She loved the business. She was starting to love the city. And she loved him. She loved him so much it still hurt. But that hurt was easy to soothe now. A look, a touch, a kiss. Making love every night. She wanted more, and she was glad to find he wanted the same.
She hugged her mom tight. “I missed you,” they said at the same time.
“Dad,” she said, her mom refused to let her go, so Selene reached for him.
“It looks as if Ben is treating you well,” Dad said, wrapping her arms around them.
“He is. I love the job. Everything.” She smiled up at her dad.
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“I threatened him if he didn’t,” Mom added. She let go of Selene and hugged Ben. “Thank-you for taking care of my little girl.”
“Thank-you for letting me take her away. She’s a great asset to the company.” And his life. Selene shared a smile with him.
“Let’s go find your bags,” Selene said. She took her place by Ben’s side, but kept her hands off him. It felt too weird to touch him when their family could see. And it felt weird not holding his hand too. She hadn’t found the right moment to tell her Mom, not yet.
The grabbed the bags and headed for Ben’s car. Dad whistled when he saw it. “She’s more beautiful in person.”
“I know. I’ll let you drive her tomorrow.”
“Thanks. I’m proud of you kid,” he said, patting his brother on the neck.
He popped the trunk and put the luggage inside while Mom hugged Selene again. “I missed you so much.”
Ben unlocked the doors and Selene walked to the passenger side without thinking she put her leg into the car.
“Sorry,” she said looking over her shoulder at her dad. “I’m used to sitting in the front.” She flipped the button to open move the seat forward so she could crawl in the back. Ben was helping her mom in the other side.
“I’ll ride in the back. I guess you ride to work in style every morning,” Dad said.
“Yeah. He even let me drive once.”
“Once?”
“He’s a control freak. We’re working on it.” She patted him on the arm. Then let it rest there. It was killing her to keep her hands to herself.
“So how long have you been together?” Mom asked.
“Oh, well.” Selene threw a panicked look at Ben, then turned to her mom. “Oh. What do you mean?”
“Oh please. You can’t stop touching or looking at each other. I suspected from the phone things were getting intimate.”
Selene sighed. “Three weeks ago.” Of course her mom knew already. “You could have told me you knew.”
“I knew when you accepted the job. I knew when you couldn’t stop bouncing in the kitchen waiting for him to arrive at Christmas. You ran for the door and came back to the kitchen flushed.”