at the same time he nudged her legs apart with his knees. Then that hugeness was pulsing against her black lace, and Josey officially stopped caring about more or less. She just needed to let go of the climax that had been building all night. Heck, if she was being honest, it had been building since she’d first seen Ben Bolton fill a doorway.
That’s all she wanted right now. She needed to be filled.
Lucky for her, Ben was up to the task.
“I like these,” he murmured against her belly, his hands slipping underneath her panties to cup her backside and pull her legs farther apart. “You’re beautiful in them.”
“I wore them for you,” she managed to say in between gasps.
Ben’s mouth moved lower and lower. He nipped at her thigh and traced a path to where she’d neatly trimmed her bikini line. He paused, and Josey found herself wishing she’d gotten a Brazilian. Ben was probably used to girls who were waxed bare, but she didn’t have the time, money or pain threshold to do that—man or no man.
As this panicked thought started to whirl around her head, Ben hummed, a noise that sounded suspiciously like satisfaction. “So beautiful,” he said as he parted her and ran his tongue—slowly—over her very center.
She let out a cry as he licked her.
Beautiful.
Here, with him, she felt beautiful in a way that had nothing to do with bikini lines or lace panties, but had everything to do with the way he made her feel. Like she was someone special to him. Someone more.
Her body rocked against his, but he wrapped his arms around her legs and held her open as he licked and sucked and kissed harder and harder. Their bodies fell into a rhythm. There was nothing for Josey to do but find something to hold on to and enjoy the ride. She buried her hands in his hair and held on tight.
Higher and higher she flew, until there was nothing left in her world except the pulsing point of contact between her flesh and his. With expert skill, he pushed her past anything she’d ever experienced before until her whole body pulsed with an exploding tightness and she cried out. Even as the climax unleashed its full force upon her, he swept his tongue over her, refusing to let her go numb and weak.
“So beautiful,” she heard him say as he sat back on his heels and wiped his face. She knew she should say something, but nothing came out. Not even his name.
If he was offended, he didn’t show it. Instead, with one corner of his mouth ever-so-slightly curved up, he leaned over and grabbed the condoms off the side table. There was nothing slow about the way he ripped the wrapper open, or the way he rolled it on. But the moment he was sheathed, he took his sweet time kissing his way back up to her lips. All his hugeness pulsed against where she was wetter than she’d ever been before.
“Tell me if I’m going too fast for you,” he breathed, his lips just barely touching hers. His voice was low and husky.
“Just right.”
He pulled back a little and ran a finger over her slick opening before fitting himself to her. “You’re just right.”
She braced herself for the pain of losing her virginity all over again, but it didn’t happen. Ben eased into her at a gentle pace, and Josey was amazed to feel her body take him in without so much as a whimper. All she felt was the sensual joy of his body joining hers. The way he filled her was breathtaking in its satisfaction.
“Josey,” he whispered against her neck, and it felt like a prayer.
Then he began to move. Back and forth, he rocked into her. She took everything he gave her and came back for more. And more. And more. Their bodies found that rhythm again, but faster and faster this time, until they’d left “slow” in the dust.
This time, when the world exploded around her, she cried out his name when she came.
With a guttural noise of satisfaction, Ben thrust harder and harder. Still vibrating through the climax, Josey couldn’t do anything but hold on to him. He drove deep and groaned as a third, smaller climax hummed through her body. Ben collapsed onto her, making it hard to breathe, but she didn’t care.
She’d never felt so whole in her entire life.
He kissed her neck as he pulled out, but he didn’t roll