Page 42 of Planning on Happily Ever After

Holly chuckled lightly. For someone who didn’t enjoypeopling, Ben was a natural at reading her every emotion. That too helped ease some tension, and she felt comfortable enough to continue, reaching up to place her hand over his. “What if,” she started, then stopped to lick her suddenly dry lips. “What if I’m not good at it? I don’t want to disappoint you.”

Her eyes slammed shut as the embarrassment at what she was feeling trickled into her system, but she blinked them open again when she felt Ben’s forehead touch hers. “You could never disappoint me. Whatever we do together will be amazing because we care about one another.”

“You care about me, huh?” Holly was going for light, but her voice cracked slightly as she echoed the question he had posed to her the week before.

“Very much,” he whispered before placing a kiss on the tip of her nose. His words, the reverence in his voice, and the small gesture of the kiss erased the last of her worries, the angry bees in her stomach replaced with a pool of desire. She loved Ben so much and she wanted to be able to express that physically.

Holly cupped his face and drew him down for a kiss. It was sweet, but quickly turned sultry as she licked Ben’s lips to part them before twisting and tangling their tongues together. Straddling him, Holly inched forward until she could feel his hardness against her core. As she moved, the hem of her cocktail dress rode up and exposed her legs, and Ben took advantage by slipping his hands from her waist down to caress them. Shivering as she felt his slightly rougher hands against her soft skin, Holly tilted Ben’s head to deepen the kiss, her hands sliding into his hair as he stroked higher up on her thighs until his thumbs brushed her panty-line. Holly ground down on him, but there were too many layers of clothing between them, and she wanted everything out in the open.

Breaking the kiss, she stared into Ben’s eyes, the gray now nearly black, and his breathing was as erratic as hers. “Take me to bed.”

Ben searched her eyes for two seconds before nodding, kissing her lips briefly, and grabbing her backside, hauling her up along with him as he stood and marched her to his bedroom. Holly squealed in delight at the show of strength.

“Wow, you’re really strong.” Her hands roamed over the hard muscles of his arms and chest as he brought her further into his room with seemingly little effort.

Placing her down on the hardwood floor gently, Ben toed off his dress shoes and socks. “You like that, huh?” he asked waggling his eyebrows comically. Holly snorted and quickly covered her mouth, embarrassed at the sound, but Ben stepped closer and moved her hand away. “Nothing we do in here is anything to be ashamed of, sunshine. Even weird noises.” He glanced at the ceiling and tilted his head. “Especially weird noises.”

Holly smiled, wondering how she got so lucky both with him as a partner and as the person she’d waited to experience this for the first time with. Ben reached out for her, but she took a step back, shaking her head at him. Channeling the inner boldness that had gotten her into trouble in the past but had seemed to pay off with him, she winked at the wry smile on his face before drawing down the zipper of her dress, letting the spaghetti straps fall from her shoulders until the whole garment pooled on the floor. Holly stood in nothing but the matching black lace bra and boy shorts she bought last Sunday after the little make-out session they had shared on her couch. Exposed and vulnerable, she had to resist the urge to cover her body with her arms, but when she looked at Ben, she realized she had nothing to be worried about.

Ben stood, raking his eyes up and down her body with undisguised appreciation, and if the large bulge in the front of this trousers was any indication, he definitely liked what he saw. “Beautiful,” he told her before stepping up and kissing her on the lips. “Absolutely beautiful.”

Holly peered up at him through her lashes. “Thank you.” Hands trembling slightly, she reached for the top button of his vest. “I want to see how beautiful you are, too.”

“I don’t know that anyone has called me beautiful before.” He’d said it with a bit of a laugh, but as he peeled off his vest and the shirt underneath, Holly could see how much it had meant to him.

Holly cupped his face to force his eyes to meet hers. “You are, you know. Beautiful.”

Ben smiled appreciatively and kissed her once more, their tongues tangling as Holly unbuckled his belt, the clinking sound turning her on more than she thought possible and her clit throbbing as she dragged the zipper of his pants down. She tried to shove them to the floor, but got distracted when her fingers brushed the springy hair of his happy trail. Ben kissed along the column of her neck, and Holly used the small break from his lips to admire his bare chest. Ben was clearly no slouch when it came to working out, the hard, defined muscles of his chest and torso on full display, and she couldn’t stop herself from tracing the ridges of his six pack with her fingers.

As she continued to explore him, Ben’s harsh breathing ticked her neck. “Keep touching me,” he commanded softly.

Not needing to be asked twice, Holly mapped the planes of his body with her fingertips, looking forward to the time when she knew every inch of him by touch. It would take many more of these sessions for that to happen, and she was all for that. As he licked and sucked on her shoulder, Ben reciprocated by running the back of his fingers along her soft stomach before tracing the underside of her breast. A shudder racked her body, and the slowness with which they were moving was like a delicious form of torture.

Ben’s pants dropped to the ground, but he barely noticed, his hands still caressing her body as he moved her back toward the bed until she tumbled down on top of it. Holly stared at him, enjoying the sight of his naked body encased in nothing but a pair of black boxer briefs that thankfully left little to the imagination. Wanting to keep things moving, Holly peeled off her bra and tossed it to the side. Her breasts weren’t ever anything she was particularly proud of, but she wasn’t ashamed of them either. Clearly, Ben was a fan because he immediately dropped down to take one in his hand before lifting it to his lips, his tongue flicking over her taut nipple before he sucked it into his mouth completely. As his other hand tweaked her other nipple, Holly failed to contain her moans and whimpers.

Ben popped off her breast before nipping at it with his teeth, causing a pleasurable sting to go straight to Holly’s center. “Do you still want this, sunshine?”

Holly nodded, her mind addled with lust but clear enough that she knew exactly just how much she wanted to be with him. “More than anything.”

Ben smiled and kissed her as he lay her down on the mattress, winking at her when he pulled back. “Then hold on tight.”

Kissing his way down her neck and between the valley of her breasts, he paid homage to each one with his tongue until Holly was sure that she would go mad with need, her clit swollen and her core dripping for him. When he’d pushed her to the edge, he moved on, kissing down her stomach and along the hem of her panties before he hooked his fingers inside to slip them off her body. She lifted her hips to help him and tried to relax as he kissed his way back up the inside of her legs, lifting one to rest over his shoulder and pressing the other back on the bed.

Holly felt his warm breath ghost over her most sensitive parts, and she lifted her head to look down at him, his eyes already on hers. “Ready?”

“Please,” she said breathlessly. Ben smiled softly and used his fingers to spread her wide before dragging his flat tongue from her hole to her clit. Holly shivered with pleasure, nerve endings she didn’t even know she had suddenly coming online. “Oh, my god.”

Fingers tangled in his hair as he repeated the action before spreading her even wider and driving his tongue inside her core, thrusting it in and out then bringing it back up to her clit and swirling it around the hard bud, only to do it again. Holly could hardly believe that all the sensations she was feeling were real and not the result of some fever dream. Every shudder and shiver of her body took her further from disbelief, just as every flick of Ben’s tongue brought her closer to release. He slid one thick finger inside her and started to stroke. Holly cried out blissfully as he curled it back and added another finger.

Ben continued to lick her and stroke her from the inside until she felt every muscle in her body tense, every bone near breaking as he kept her standing at the edge of a cliff. Only when he sucked her clit into his mouth and drove his fingers deeper did Holly tip over the edge, coming so hard that she felt her juices dripping down the inside of her thighs. Her vision became a sheet of white and she cried out over and over as he prolonged her orgasm until she thought she would pass out from the pleasure, her clit practically humming from the stimulation.

Gripping his hair lightly, Holly brought his eyes back to hers, the fierce expression he shot at her as he crawled his way up her body making her want more of everything he had and could give her. Ben hovered above her a moment before leaning down to kiss her, passing the tangy flavor of her core between them. Holly moaned at his having done something so wonderfully wicked to her, and she couldn’t wait for him to do it again.

Ben ended the kiss with a small peck to her lips. “You, okay?”

Holly laughed lightly, still catching her breath and wondering how she’d ever gone a day in her life without feeling this amazing. “I’m freaking fantastic.”

“Good,” he said with a chuckle that quickly turned into a groan when he felt Holly’s hand palming the front of his briefs. “We can stop here if you want, sunshine.”

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