his.
Heart racing, I try to form a reply, but I can’t think straight. My entire body is humming with awareness to the point that I’m not even sure I could sing the ABC’s right now, let alone come up with a logical response.
“Hey, Marcy?” he whispers, inching a little closer.
“Yeah?”
“I’m going to kiss you now. Help me not overthink it, okay?”
My mouth pulls into a smile as I release a breathless laugh against his lips. “I’m not sure how to help you out in that regard.”
“I’m sure you’ll think of some way to distract me,” he quips before closing the last millimeter of distance between us. His mouth connects with mine like a puzzle piece clicking into place as he gently sucks my lower lip into his mouth before running his tongue along the seam of my lips. Opening up to him, I let our tongues tangle together and smile as the taste of whiskey explodes across my tongue.
Angling his head to the right, he continues making me dizzy with his kisses as his hand slides a few inches above my knee. My legs spread as if they have a mind of their own, and Ben catches on with ease. Unbuttoning my jeans, he towers over me and pushes my back into the cushions until I’m caught between couch cushions, the armrest, and a sexy doctor who obviously thinks the whole just friends thing is overrated.
And I couldn’t agree more.
These last few weeks have been the best kind of torture a girl could ever ask for, but I’m more than ready to take this to the next level and finally give in to this tempting man.
Running my hands beneath the hem of his shirt, Ben’s muscles bunch and flex under my palms as he removes my jeans, along with my underwear, and throws them over his shoulder with one goal in mind. I laugh as the scruff along his jaw tickles my neck before he continues his journey down my body and spreads my legs wide.
With a moan, I arch my back and squeeze my eyes shut as Ben’s mouth explores every single inch of me.
Every.
Single.
Inch.
My fingers tangle in his short hair, and my jaw drops open as he hits the perfect spot, his tongue swirling around the little bundle of nerves until an orgasm rushes through me like a damn tsunami.
Screaming at the top of my lungs, I drag him back up my body and fumble with the button on his jeans before using my foot to push them down to his knees until his thick cock springs forward.
“I need you inside me,” I whisper. My desperation is palpable as he lines us up and presses into me.
I’m panting into his neck as he gives me a second to adjust before slowly pulling out, then sliding right back in. His groan is the sweetest of sounds, making my soul sing as he picks up his pace and hits the perfect spot inside of me.
“Right there,” I breathe. “Right. There.”
Squeezing my eyes shut, I scrape my nails against his back and finally let go of every reservation I have. Every insecurity. Everything. Because this man has me. He knows me. He sees me. And I kind of love it.
With another low groan, his hands press into my butt to position me however the hell he damn well pleases before he burrows his head into my neck. Then he pulses inside of me and comes.
“Fuck, Kate––”
I freeze, my once liquid muscles turning into granite beneath him.
What did he just say?
Maybe I misheard him. Maybe he said something else. Maybe I’m imagining things.
As if in slow motion, I raise my hands from his heated skin, but I don’t say a word as I wait for him to make the next move.
His forehead is pressed against my shoulder as his back rises and falls in an unsteady rhythm. I can feel his softening cock still buried deep inside me, but he doesn’t move a muscle, which only amplifies my insecurities. The silence suffocates me, and it doesn’t take long before I can’t handle another second of it.
“W-what did you just call me?” I whisper, praying I’m wrong.
“Marcy….” His voice sounds like he gargled broken glass, but it does nothing to soothe the ache in my chest.
“Answer the question.”
“Marcy––”
My eyes well with tears. “Answer the freaking question, Ben.”
“Marce….”
“Get off me, Ben,” I order, my voice cracking as I push against his solid chest.
He pushes himself up but doesn’t give me the space I’m desperate