Wild for You (Crave #2) - C.C. Wood Page 0,15

said, putting me on my feet on top of the mattress. I kicked off my shoes and dropped to my knees on the bed, which was high enough that my position put us nearly face-to-face.

Ben's hands moved from my waist to my ribs, his thumbs tracing the bottom band of my bra. My nipples tightened, aching for more contact but he moved his fingers, trailing them over the shoulder straps and just along the top of the line where the cups of my bra covered my breasts.

Finally, I'd had enough and I took his hand and curved it around my breast. "Touch me," I demanded.

The corner of his mouth lifted in a half-smile. "I was."

I shrugged the straps of my bra off, letting them fall to my elbows. "I want your hands on my skin. Everywhere." In this case, my tendency to say exactly what I was thinking came in handy because the words flew out of my mouth without giving me time to rethink them. I reached behind me and unhooked my bra, letting it fall to the floor between us.

"Fuck," he whispered, staring at me with hot hazel eyes.

I gasped when his hands cupped both my breasts and he ran his thumbs over my nipples. His palms and fingers were covered with calluses, giving his touch a roughness that felt amazing against my sensitive flesh.

"More," I demanded, my thoughts automatically emerging from my mouth.

Ben kissed me again, kneading my breasts gently at first then with more firmness. I arched into him as the heat in my belly turned into a sharp ache between my thighs.

I wrapped my arms around him and dug my fingers into his shoulder blades as his mouth moved down my neck. He bent over me, leaning me back onto the bed until I was settled on the mattress with my legs hanging off the side. He put a knee on the mattress between my legs and moved his lips down my sternum to the space between my breasts.

His hand cupped my right breast and his lips closed around my nipple, sucking hard. I couldn't control the sound that escaped my mouth, a mixture of a gasp and a moan, and I arched my back, lifting my breast closer to his lips.

He gave my nipple one last lick before moving to my other breast and giving that nipple the same treatment.

I writhed beneath him, my thighs closing around his where it rested between my legs. "Oh, God," I whispered. The change in position put pressure against my clit and I couldn't control the shiver that shot through me.

Ben lifted his head and I nearly grabbed him by the hair to bring him back to my breasts.

"Are you sure—" he started to ask.

"I'm sure," I interrupted him. I moved my head a little and realized that I was still wearing my beanie. I reached up and removed it, tossing it over the side of the bed. When Ben stayed in position, leaning over me with his fists on the bed next to my ribs, I lowered my hands to the waistband of my leggings and shoved them down. It wasn't until I had them halfway down my thighs that he moved.

I appreciated that he wanted to be sure I was still willing, but couldn't he see that I was burning up? I needed more of him. More of his mouth, his hands, his dick.

Ben curled his fingers around the elastic waist of my leggings and tugged them the rest of the way down my legs. I lifted my feet so he could pull them off. I twisted and shoved my socks off because being naked in socks in front of a hot guy for the first time wasn't on my list of top ten sexy things.

I froze. Mostly because I just remembered that I might not have shaved my legs. Oh, my God. I was about to have sex with an extremely gorgeous guy and I might have sandpaper thighs.

But it was too late to worry about it because his hands closed around my ankles and stroked up to my knees. He didn't recoil in horror or act as if my legs were disgusting so I figured that morning was one of the two days a week I remembered to shave.

Ben stroked up to my inner thighs and moved his leg from the bed. I lifted my head and watched as he toed off his shoes. I sat up completely when his hands left my thighs

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