Page 12 of A Sip of Sherry

He grabbed my chin, bringing his lips down on mine, tongue lashing out in a kiss that was more demanding and dominant, making me forget all about maintaining control.It stole the air right from my lungs, along with every ounce of resistance I had against his annoying charm and sexiness.I melted into his arms, my hips circling back and forth, riding the palm of his hand like my life depended on it.

A moan escaped, and my back hit the cold stone, but I didn’t care.All that mattered was his finger inside me, his other hand roaming my body like he already knew every inch, knowing exactly where to touch.It was delicious torture, and more moans surfaced.I wasn’t the quiet sister right now.I wasn’t the good one, either.I was a desperate woman who wanted this man who should be entirely off limits.

“Why are you in your head?”he growled.

I hated how he barely knew me, yet he could read me as if he’d known me my entire life.“I’m not.”

“If you weren’t, you would have come already.”

“Maybe it’s you.”My voice cracked as his finger plunged and his thumb pressed down on my clit.

“Want to say that again?”Another finger slipped inside of me, both moving at a deliciously punishing pace.The rebuttal was there, but the words got buried beneath the cries of ecstasy.“That’s what I thought.”He curved his finger again, and an electric current surged, a plume of light burst behind my eyes, and the world slipped and swayed.My arms tightened around Ben, afraid if I didn’t hold on to him, I would collapse into a pathetic pile of nothingness.

He continued to pump into me, riding the wave, my muscles seizing and stuttering on each stroke.He spun me from the wall, dropping my ass onto the cold wood of the table.His hands grabbed my thighs, yanking me toward the edge.“Still on the pill?”he asked.

I barely nodded before he thrust inside of me.I cried out, my hands flinging back on the table, my body arching as if he was exorcising a demon.Or maybe he was stirring one awake.This was not me.One-night stand.Sex with no barriers.But this wasn’t the first time.I allowed it on Halloween night, mainly because I was so desperate for him to be inside me.Neither of us had expected the spark between us, the fervor of need that consumed us when he walked me to my door.

He said he was clean, and I trusted him.I got tested right after, and he hadn’t lied.And for whatever reason, maybe it was the way he always caught me when I tripped, or showed up to our meetings early, how he always did exactly what I asked at work.Whatever it was, I still trusted him.

His hands cupped my cheeks, dragging me to his lips.Red, hot heat spread through me as his mouth moved over mine, demanding and unyielding.It was more than passion; it was carnal need.Raw and ruthless.

My body responded to his without hesitation, and I melted into his every touch.My eyelids fluttered open, locking onto his intense gaze.Darkness filled his green eyes, and he grasped the nape of my neck.So much swirled behind those irises, thoughts that echoed mine.He wants me.I want him.He’s craved this moment since Halloween.I’ve craved his body for two months.Ecstasy is within reach… but if we rush it, it’s gone too soon, too fast.

His head dipped, taking my nipple into his mouth before moving to the next.His hands tightened on my hips, slamming me into each mind-numbing thrust.

My head lolled back, absorbing the pleasure.His hand pressed into my back, urging me toward him.My breasts met the hard, hot skin of his chest, his hairs a harsh contrast to my smoothness.I tightened my hold around his neck, my legs wrapping around his waist as his rough pumps slowed into deliberate strokes.

“I shouldn’t want you this much.”His voice rumbled against my ear.“But I can’t fucking get enough of you.”

“Then you better make this last,” I said, taking a breath to steady my voice.“Because it’s never happening again.”Even I knew how weak those words sounded, but when the sex haze lifted and reality set in, I’d find a way to stick to my resolve.

“If this is the last time.”His lips brushed my chin, trailing along my jaw until his hot breath was against my ear.“Then I’m going to make sure you never forget it.”

“There’s that arrogance again.”

He slammed into me.The legs of the table scratched against the stone floor.My head lolled, body arched, proving he could back up his ego.

I lifted, bringing my body back to his.Our mouths found each other in a frenzied crash of lips, teeth, and tongues.His hands pressed to my cheeks, pulling me closer, holding me as if he never wanted to let me go.

Loud breaths mingled.Sweat coated our skin, and every thrust of his hips brought me closer to the peak.My eyes opened, immediately locking on the desire filled green of his.A new sensation coursed through me and went straight to my heart.

Visions of a future together.Of waking up in the morning to these same eyes.A happiness I’ve never known myself, but have seen in my siblings and best friend, feeling like it was in my grasp.

It was too much.

I pressed my hand to his chest and forced him back.He didn’t even question me, just went with it.When his cock slipped from me, I felt the loss instantly.I bent over the table, spreading my legs to accommodate him.

His large hand circled my waist, heat spreading from every place his fingers touched.He guided me toward him, swiping his engorged head into my slick folds.His body draped over me, yanking me into his solid muscles.The corded veins in his arms bulged as he surged forward, impaling me in heated bliss.His lips found my neck.One hand held my hip while the other roamed, sparking my skin.He cupped my breast, his thumb and forefinger pinching my beaded nipple.

Pleasure overwhelmed me.My body shook, unable to contain it.Ben’s hand on my hip moved, sliding across me until he found the sensitive bud.He circled it, eliciting an uncontrollable plea from my lips.His finger worked in tandem with his other as it continued its delicious assault on my nipple.

The sensations grew, sprawling out like grape vines, twisting and turning through my body, weighing me down with unadulterated bliss.

It was too much, yet not enough.Never enough.I wanted more.I wanted every drop of him.

He pulled back, my muscles tightened, and he slammed into me.A carnal growl rumbled his throat, and my muscles tightened more.

“Fuck,” he bit off as his pace quickened, his finger circled faster and his lips sucked harder on the spot behind my ear that might as well had a line straight to my clit.

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