Page 111 of Between the Blue
His eyes flick between mine, then down to my mouth. “I’m afraid you’re right.”
I part my lips to respond, but Ben surprises me, crushing them with his own, swallowing up any retort I could have had.
He pulls back after a few moments just enough to whisper against my lips. “Now stop distracting me.”
And then he’s gone, moving down my body. When the fingers of his left hand grip my thigh, forcing my legs open, I involuntarily arch, my eyes fluttering shut.
“You got it, Captain,” I murmur, half dazed.
Two fingers slide into me, so suddenly, so fast, that I let out a gasp, halfway sitting up on the couch.
“What did I tell you?” Ben asks.
“To– to stop–” I sputter, cutting off when he slides his fingers out and slams them right back into me. “Di–distracting you.”
“That’s right. Now…” I feel Ben shifting his body weight and peel my eyes open to look down at him. “Say it again.”
“Wh–what?” I question him.
Ben lowers himself down, his face so close to the apex of my thighs that I can feel his warmth breath against me with each word he mutters.
“Say. It. Again.”
My teeth sink into my bottom lip, my blood pulsing in the place between my legs. “Whatever you want, Captain.”
Ben’s mouth comes down on me in perfect unison with his fingers plunging into me, and I see stars as a shudder racks my entire body.
It wasn’t exactly what I had said before, but I think it’s fair to say that Ben liked the revision to my statement by his reaction. By the way he’s devouring me. The way he’s turned me into putty in his hands. The way he’s making me feel like I’m floating above my body and being turned inside out all at the same time.
It’s been mere seconds, and with the mixture of Ben’s mouth and fingers, I can already feel myself on the verge of coming apart. My brain doesn’t even have enough capacity right now to acknowledge what’s happening between us, and part of me wonders if that’s for the best.
Ben pulls back just enough to talk, his fingers picking up the pace in the absence of his mouth. I glance down at him and feel a pressure building so intense and threatening to explode, which isn’t made any better when I watch Ben swipe his tongue over his glistening lips.
“Nice lip gloss you got there,” I exhale.
“Thanks. It’s cherry flavored.”
My head falls back with a groan. “I can’t stand you.”
“Hmm…” Ben hums, switching to a leisurely pace with his fingers and making me feel like I’m going to go insane. “Are you normally this drenched for people you can’t stand?”
I open my mouth, but my reply gets caught in my throat as Ben presses his flat tongue against me, sliding it painstakingly slow up the entire length of my slit. When he reaches my bundle of nerves, he points his tongue, swirling around it and sending fireworks off deep within my belly.
I let out a strangled moan, which Ben responds to by thrusting his fingers in and out of me at the quickest speed yet, perfectly in sync with his tongue swiping against me.
“I’m gonna–”
“Come?” Ben mutters against me. “Yeah, I know.”
And right on his cue, I do.
Everything shatters in to a million pieces, pure ecstasy flowing through me like a warm heat, leaving me panting and raw.
“Huh. Looks like I can get something to come for me after all,” Ben muses.
I can hear the smirk in his voice, but I don’t even have the energy to try to come up with a response. I’ll let him have this one.
It’s not like he’s wrong.
