was, and the reason why she instinctively trusted him. She sensed there was fire there, too, waiting to ignite, but he wasn’t going to allow it to consume either of them.
She cupped his balls and kissed the very top of his shaft. He shuddered, his gaze riveted to the tip of her tongue as she licked him like an ice cream. He tasted of himself and, emboldened by his stillness, she sucked him deep into her mouth. Unlike the other two guys she’d tried this with, he didn’t immediately start shoving himself down her throat, but let her play and proceed at her own pace.
Only at the end, did he lift his hips and he quickly controlled himself, lying flat again, with a muttered curse. When she felt that she’d teased him enough, and the heaviness between her own thighs was begging for relief, she lifted her head, and found him looking right back at her, his brown gaze steady.
“You okay?” she asked.
He nodded. “You?”
“I’m... good.” She regarded him seriously. “So, this reverse cowgirl thing? Would that work?”
He blinked at her. “What?”
“The sex thing when I face the other way and wave my arm over my head like a cowboy on a bucking horse.”
He stirred. “I was thinking more of good old missionary for your first time, but—”
“Well, thank goodness for that.” Silver flopped down beside him. “It looked really complicated to me.”
He came up on one elbow and regarded her intently. “If you don’t mind me asking, where did you get that idea?”
She felt her skin heat up. “One of my boyfriends made me watch porn. He thought it might inspire me.”
His disgusted expression said it all. “How about we do it the old-fashioned way, and when we get good at it you can try anything you like?” Ben suggested.
“Sounds way better to me.” She smiled up at him.
“Then stay there while I get some protection.”
She waited for him to crawl back to her, cocooned in the warmth of his sleeping bag and surrounded by his scent and the sound of the rain. He set the foil package to one side and spread her thighs wide.
Silver held her breath, but he did nothing more frightening than touch her gently between the legs while he leaned forward and kissed her in the same rhythm. After a while she was pushing up against his fingers, and his thumb was planted firmly over her now-sensitive bud.
“More,” she demanded.
“Nope, you’re not the only one who gets to take their time.”
He nipped her throat, as his other hand found her breast. Everything he was doing was coalescing into a ball of pure sensation that she recognized for what it was.
“Ben . . .” She gasped his name as she climaxed, and he slid his fingers even deeper inside her, rocking them back and forth until she came again.
He raised himself over her, one hand reaching for the foil packet. “Do you still want me? Want this?”
“Yes.” Silver held his intense gaze. “Please.”
“So polite,” he said, his attention on rolling on the protection and lowering himself over her. “Hold on to me, bite me if it helps, and tell me to stop if you want.”
“I will.” She stilled at the first thick press of him at her entrance and forced herself not to tense up. He brought his mouth to hers and kissed her so thoroughly that she almost forgot about the gradual rocking intrusion until he stopped moving.
“You good?” he asked through clenched teeth.
“Yes,” she said again, her feet instinctively climbing his thighs so that she could cradle him more completely within her body. “Oh yes . . .”
* * *
Ben woke up with a naked Silver draped over him. She was smiling in her sleep and so beautiful that he wanted to roll her onto her back and make love to her again. He waited for the all-too-familiar guilt to swamp him and felt nothing. Being here with her like this felt right, and he wasn’t going to allow anything to spoil that. They’d have to go their separate ways soon, and, for once in his life he damn well wasn’t going to destroy anything before he had to.
He checked his watch and grimaced. It was still raining, and he’d have to get up, check the campsite and the horses, and contact BB. He gently rolled Silver over onto her back and her blue eyes opened. He tensed, waiting to see if she was the one who would be swamped with regrets, but