Page 70 of Rebellious Hearts
Ben nodded and pushed into me.
My head fell back, and he kissed my neck as he entered me. I moaned when he pushed into me, inch by delicious inch. He filled me and stretched me, and I moaned as he filled me up, my body adjusting to take him in.
He groaned and nuzzled my neck, pausing, clearly enjoying the feel of us being melded together, and I relished in it, too.
When his hips were flush with mine, he started moving. I wrapped my legs around his hips, my arms around his neck, and my body shuddered when he started to thrust.
He was slow and gentle, his movements measured, his mouth on mine or my neck, his hands stroking me, and his thrusts deliberate and careful.
This wasn’t like last time. Ben showed so much care and affection, taking his sweet time, teasing me, turning me on, coaxing me toward another orgasm.
Ben groaned, and his hips snapped, his thrusts gaining momentum. He slipped a hand between our bodies, rubbing my clit, and the familiar pleasure built again.
His cock rubbed against the right spot, and his finger flicked over my clit, and soon I was moaning, shuddering, and Ben followed me, his arms wrapped around me as I rode out the waves of pleasure. I closed my eyes and let the orgasm sweep me away, let myself fall because I knew Ben would catch me.
When the orgasm faded, Ben kissed me, his tongue in my mouth.
“Lie back,” I whispered.
Ben groaned and rolled off me onto his back, and I straddled him.
“You’re so sexy,” he murmured, his eyes traveling over my body. He reached up to my breasts and squeezed them, rolling my pebbled nipples between his fingers. I gasped and reached down, taking his cock in my hand. He was hard and slick, the condom still in place. I positioned him at my entrance and slowly lowered myself onto him.
“Oh, fuck,” Ben moaned, his hands moving to my hips.
I moaned when he filled me up, stretching me, driving in deeper from this angle. I rocked back and forth, riding him, and my breasts jiggled as my breathing became shallower.
Ben’s fingers dug into my skin, and he rocked his hips, thrusting into me.
I leaned forward and braced myself on his chest, my fingers splaying over the black ink, my hair tickling his shoulders and neck. His thrusts were slow and deep, and I ground against him when he was buried deep inside.
“You’re going to be the end of me,” Ben growled, his hands sliding up my back, pulling me down.
He kissed me hard, and his thrusts quickened. He drove his cock into me harder and faster, and the pleasure started building yet again.
My nails dug into his skin, and I gasped and moaned as his mouth moved down my neck.
“You’re so beautiful,” Ben murmured. “I didn’t expect any of this, and I thought I could fight it, but you’re like a magnet and no matter what, I can’t stay away from you. I can’t stop myself from…” He didn’t say the rest. He only thrust into me harder, hisarms wrapped around me, and I cried out as the waves crashed over me.
I rode him, shuddering and gasping. I couldn’t believe he’d been able to do that again.
I slumped against him, and Ben slowed, but he was far from done.
He flipped me onto my back again so that he was on top and in control. He kissed me, his tongue in my mouth. He slid into me and moaned, and then he thrust into me again.
He was gentle and slow, but his thrusts were harder and deeper than before.
Ben kept kissing me and his hand slid into my hair, the other arm under my back, hugging me to him. I felt surrounded by him, consumed by him.
He rocked his hips, his movements growing more urgent. He thrust into me, harder, faster, wilder, and I cried out as he stroked all the right spots. Ben growled in my ear, and his body tightened, his muscles rippling as the orgasm rolled through him. His cock twitched, his body shuddered, and he gasped and groaned, and his body tensed as he emptied himself into me.
Ben collapsed, and his lips were on mine again, his mouth desperate.
I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close, and his cock was still buried inside me.
When he finally pulled away, he rolled off me and lay on his back, breathing heavily.
“Don’t go anywhere,” he said, looking at me. “I’ll be right back.”
