Page 124 of Between the Blue
“Go for it, Cap,” I breathe.
And that’s all it takes.
Ben sinks into me in one slow motion, and both of our jaws come unhinged once he’s fully settled inside.
“Oh my God,” I exhale at the same time he mutters, “Holy shit.”
“Can I move?” he asks.
“You better.”
So he does. He pulls all the way out of me, looking into my eyes as he tells me, “You asked for this.”
And then he slams back into me so hard that light explodes behind my eyes.
I reach for Ben’s hand, wrapping it tighter around my neck, and, as I expected, that unleashes something in him.
He pumps into me quickly and deeply, leaving both of us panting. It’s like we’re both in some sort of rush. Each of us grappling for any part of each other we can.
My fingers in his hair. His lips on my neck. My fingernails in his shoulder blades. His palms on my breasts. My hands wrapping around the back of his neck. His thumb continuing to torture me in the spot I need him most.
“How close are you?” Ben asks, breathy.
“Close,” I manage.
He shakes his head. “Not close enough, then.”
Then, all at once, he pulls out of me. I whimper at the loss of him, but the sound isn’t even fully out of me before he’s dropping down and his mouth is closing over top of my clit, sucking it gently while three of his fingers plunge deeply into me, curling upwards.
I come apart, letting out a cry that Ben covers with his lips as the hard length of him slides back into me. He’s so fast, I feel like I have whiplash, but in the best possible way. He removes his mouth from my own, pressing hot kisses down the side of my neck as he pumps into me the roughest he has yet as I ride out the rest of my climax, making every inch of my skin feel like pins and needles in the most raw, euphoric way.
And just as I’m fully beginning to come down, I feel every one of Ben’s muscles tense up above me. He lets out a deep groan, pulling out of me just as he comes, the hot liquid spilling all over my stomach.
Ben collapses at my side, the fingers of one of his hands still halfway wound into my hair and the other brushing my cheek as we both catch our breath.
I feel like I’m still in a complete daze minutes later when he rises from the bed and heads into the bathroom. Even still as he comes back with a damp towel that he cleans both of us up with.
I can feel my mind wanting to race as he comes back to the bed once again, wondering what happens next, but I don’t think either of us get a chance to think through that.
Ben falls back onto the bed next to me, and the next thing I know, everything’s dark, and I feel high above the clouds.
thirty-four
HIM, TWELVE YEARS EARLIER
It’s felt like my head’s been in the clouds for months.
But it doesn’t anymore.
Because summer finally came.
The season is over. I’m home.
It’s funny how that used to be a place, and now it’s her.
She’s in this little blue dress now.
God, I love dresses on women.
