Page 21 of One Weekend in Perth

He shook his head at her offer, though. “As much as I’d love to be bare inside of you, I also need to protect you. Not from pregnancy, but from other things. I haven’t slept with Fern for the last month. She wanted our wedding night to be ‘special’, and we haven’t used condoms for a while. I need to make sureI’m safe. I don’t know how long she’d been sleeping with the other guy.”

Fuck, this was not the conversation he wanted to be having before he and Clara had sex for the first time, but it was one that needed to be had. It didn’t matter that they were both naked and Clara had just had an orgasm, it was how they rolled. It was how their relationship was—unconventional but worked for them.

Clara held out her hand and he took it. “Thank you for thinking of me. For protecting me.”

Ben sat on the bed next to her, brushing away some strands of brown hair that clung to her cheek. “I’ll always protect you.

God, this woman was so important to him, and they’d wasted so much time. Time they could’ve been together. But they were now, that was all that mattered.

He pressed a kiss to her lips before he rolled the condom on and lay back down next to her. The heat from their earlier encounter had cooled, but he was okay with that. Building up her arousal again was something he would do with pleasure.

Before he could touch her, Clara pressed her hands against his chest, forcing him onto his back, and she straddled him. His cock rested against her ass. Bossy Clara was back and he liked it.

“Now it’s my turn to torment you.” She took his nipple in her mouth and gave it a slight tug. Arrows of pleasures dove through him, tightening his balls. Her fingers trailed down his belly until they closed around his cock. He moaned as she stroked up and down his hard length.

There was no way he could take much more of this; he was ready to blow, and that was the last thing he wanted. If he was going to lose it, he was going to lose it buried deep inside of her.

Ben grabbed her hand, halting her exploration. “Much more of that and it will get embarrassing.”

She pouted but her blue eyes sparkled with mirth. “Can’t have that, can we?” She bent and pulled at his bottom lip withher teeth, before releasing it and swiping her tongue across the part she’d bitten.

He never would’ve thought Clara would be so bold in bed. This was another side of her, and he loved that she felt so comfortable to be like this with him.

Ben hooked an arm around her waist and turned her so she lay under him. Her hands clutched his shoulders and she looked at him, eyes soft and full of trust. Trust that he wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. And he wouldn’t.

They were perfectly aligned. Chest to chest. Thigh to thigh. Cock to pussy. They were made for each other and he knew, deep in his soul, when they joined it was going to be magical.

Once again, he captured her lips. He didn’t think he’d ever get tired of kissing her. His body yearned to be inside of her. Yearned to fill her and have her heat surround him. His heart was bursting with an abundance of feelings. Ben reached between them and teased her clit, pleased to see that she was still wet from her earlier orgasm.

He’d drawn this moment out for far longer than he normally would. He wanted his and Clara’s first time to be special. To be one that they both wouldn’t forget.

“Now, Ben. Don’t make me wait any longer,” she pleaded, her fingers scraping down his chest.

“Look at me, Clarabelle. I want to watch you as I possess you.” Now he was the one who sounded possessive and demanding, but Clara met his gaze, desire burning brightly in her eyes.

He reached down and grabbed his cock, resting it against her pussy. There was only ever going to be one first time between them, and he took a moment to soak it all in. Clara smiled at him, a beautiful smile that took his breath away, and he slid into her, gritting his teeth as he fought to stop himself from thrusting with no finesse.

Her gasp filled his ears once he seated himself fully in her. Her hot, wet heat surrounded him.

“Ben, you feel so good,” she moaned and lifted her hips, encouraging him to move.

“So do you.”

He began to move in earnest, pulling out and then pushing back in. Clara met him thrust for thrust. Her hands clutched his shoulders, her nails digging in, and he loved the sting of pain. With Clara he was finding he liked a little pain, maybe it was because he felt safe with her. Or maybe it was just Clara. He didn’t care, all he knew was he wanted more.

Trying to keep it slow was impossible, and soon he was pounding into her. Her moans of delight filled his ears and urged him on. His balls tingled, and he knew his release was coming, but he didn’t want to come without Clara.

Reaching between them, he found her clit and pressed down on it. She shuddered in response and tensed, a second later her climax ripped through her, her inner muscles clenching his cock hard, sending him over the edge. Their cries of release echoed around the room.

Ben clutched her close as he rolled over, not wanting to break their connection. Her hair flowed across his chest, and he loved the sight of it.

He had to ask himself again, why had it taken so long for them to do this?

Chapter 10

Why hadit taken so long for them to do this?

The thought rotated around Clara’s mind like a merry-go-round as she lay in Ben’s embrace. His arms were tight around her and his breath lifted wisps of her hair. Her body buzzed with the sensations they’d created together. Sensations she’d never experienced before. Of course, she’d had orgasms but the ones she’d shared with Ben were next level. Even seeing him naked for the first time hadn’t been awkward. It was breathtaking.

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