Big Ben (See No Evil Trilogy #1) - Nana Malone Page 0,87
this. With Ben Covington owning me.
And that should’ve terrified me, but it didn’t because I was ready. Any way he wanted to have me, any way he wanted to own me, I was his. And I had known that long before I had gotten on the plane and come to Paris. It had just taken that moment of his raw need to make me realize it.
He pulled his fingers from me. “How do you like it? Soft? Hard? Gentle presses? Hard presses?”
“I don’t know. Just anything... something.”
He slid another finger back in. “Like this?” His thrusts deepened, but the single penetration of one finger wasn’t enough. My inner walls pulled him in, and he gave me a devilish smile as he glanced back up at me. “Do you like it like this? Or do you like it like this?” He slid another finger inside me, and I arched my back.
“Like this. Like this, God.”
“Now do me a favor and come for me once, because I need to see it.” His voice had taken on this smoky quality.
And then his mouth was back on me. Sucking, licking, taking me to the edge, making me feel alive. Begging me to fall, begging me to come apart and give him what he needed from me.
And I was close. So close. Writhing on his big palm and underneath his mouth as he owned me. I reached for freedom. Reached for the new me. The woman he promised was underneath everything else. I reached for her and she danced on the edges, hair wild, smile bright, hips swaying, calling to me, telling me that I could be free. I could have everything. All I needed to do was fall. She may have been wearing the devil’s own wings, but I didn’t care. I just wanted everything he could give me, and God, I was so close. “Yes, right there—”
Somewhere in the room, music started to play. The sounds of Lizzo asking why men were great till they had to be great filled the room, and I froze.
Ben didn’t seem to notice at first because his mouth kept working. Sucking. Licking.
And he almost managed to drag me back under and make me forget. But Lizzo’s voice only grew louder, talking about how she’d just taken a DNA test and turned out she was a hundred percent that bitch.
And I knew who was calling. Telly had changed my ringtone for Dexter. I shook, my orgasm within reach, so damn close. But instead of all-encompassing bliss taking over, a feeling of dread settled over me.
“Ben, wait.”
His snapped his head up. “Livy?”
I scooted away from him and he released me immediately, his finger sliding out of me, as he groaned.
“Stop. Please stop.” I scooted to the edge of the couch and covered my face. As if that was going to solve my problem.
Ben backed off immediately, allowing me some space but not too much. “Hey, you’re okay.”
“I’m such a mess.”
“No, you’re not.” He inched closer. “Let me hold you.”
When I only bit my lip in response, he gave me a soft smile. “I’m only going to hold you. It’s okay if you’re not ready yet.”
“I’m sorry.”
He took my hands and tilted my chin up, so I had no choice but to meet his gaze. “Don’t be. This is happening. And when it does, it’s going to blow the bloody roof off of both of us. You left things a little unsettled back home. So you come to me when you’re ready.”
“I—”
“We’re happening. I’ve come to terms with that. Now it’s your turn. I should also warn you that I’m impatient, so if you take too long, I’ll be forced to remind you how good we are together.”
I shook my head. “You are so damn arrogant.”
“I know. It’s why you’re going to fall in love with me.”
I froze. L-O-V-E. Did he just say that word to me? He didn’t seem to even notice. He just grabbed the blanket and pulled it over us as he tucked me into his side, seeming so sure that I belonged there.
24
Ben
As rain pelted the windshield, And our driver traversed the rain slicked streets, I held my fingers entwined with Livy’s for most of our trip back. Waking up with her was the most relaxed I’d been in years maybe.
This was a dangerous game.
I knew the stakes. But once everything had aligned in my mind, I couldn’t fathom giving her up. Like it or not she was mine. Mine to protect. Mine to cherish. Mine