Page 33 of Love In The Shadows

He came back to the bed but laid on his back instead. He dragged me up to him, and I straddled his hips, feeling the velvety smooth tip of his perfect cock against the opening of my pussy.

“Damn, baby. You’re so wet and ready. Like a faucet. Mmmm…wet.”

I moaned and nodded frantically. “Please, baby, don’t make me wait. I want you inside of me.”

“I still want that taste.” He grabbed my hips. “Come up here. Sit on my face.”

I bit my lip, hesitating, but Bennett shifted his body down the bed, not waiting one second for me. He moved beneath me, and his tongue went between my swollen lips, licking up all the wetness there. He groaned, and the vibrations made me gasp and reach for the headboard.

My hips moved on their own, grinding against his face as he sucked and teased my clit. I arched back, and he slipped his tongue inside of me. He tongue-fucked me until I was all but screaming his name. When I came, my slick juices went all over his face, and I shuddered against the headboard, waiting for the spots behind my eyes to clear.

Bennett rolled me off of his face and grinned down at me as he positioned his large cock so that it teased my slit with feather-light touches that vibrated waves of pleasure through my whole body.

“Damn, Bennett,” I panted.

He dropped his mouth to my ear. “I get so carried away with you, sweetheart. You’re so sweet. It’s like licking a piece of Christmas candy.”

I shivered at his hot breath against my skin. “I’ll let you get carried away anytime you want.”

He rocked into me, apparently needing no other assurance, and my body lit on fire all over again. His silky soft skin moved inside of me, and my walls gripped him, needing every inch.

It was breathless and intense, and when Bennett came inside of me, our eyes locked and watched as we each crashed over the waves of pleasure and shuddered back down to earth.

Hours later, we lay together in his bed in the dark. Bennett kept me wrapped in his arms, and I could tell from how he breathed that he hadn’t yet fallen asleep despite the exhaustion he must be feeling from the long day and the hot night.

“Bennett?” I whispered.

“Hmm?”

“You awake?”

“Yep,” he replied, the smile audible in his sleepy voice.

I wiggled and rolled over to face him, though I couldn’t make out his face in the dark hotel room. The blackout curtains were pulled. I traced a finger over his face like a blind woman who could see him by touch.

“You make me feel safe.”

He kissed my fingertips, slow and soft.

“I’ll always protect you, Tori. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I never got over you after I left Vegas. I went back to look for you, but you were already gone. I figured you’d always be this ghost, haunting me. The one that got away.”

“You looked for me?” A warm rush of emotion filled my heart.

“I did. Seeing you at Parkston’s was an answered prayer.”

“You really prayed?”

“I did, every day.” He kissed me softly, and his cock went hard against my thigh. I smiled into the kiss, and Bennett rolled over on top of me. He enveloped me in his arms, a silent promise that he would never let me go. When he entered me, it was gentle and slow, and we moved together as one.

And this time, it wasn’t fucking.

It was making love.

Slow, sweet, intense love.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Tori

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