Page 48 of Consumed By You
He positions himself against me. Yes. Oh please. He surges into me, knocking the breath right out of my lungs.
“Yes,” he hisses. The dance begins. When he moves, I move. We’re in perfect sync. His strokes are searching and deep, massaging the quivering tissues of my sex as we let go of our inhibitions. Grabbing a fistful of his hair, I bring his face to mine, desperate to kiss him. Our lip lock is brutally savage, his teeth clamping down on my lower lip as he pulls. It sends electric shocks straight to my clenched, dripping apex.
Who knew there was pleasure like this in this life?
“I could fuck you all day,” he growls.
Fine by me.
He took the words right out of my mouth, honestly. As the butterflies build in my belly, I grind my hips onto his cock faster, fearing my body will give out any moment from the shaking. He follows, meeting my rolling hips with every thrust.
“Oh my…Oh my god—” Words are lost as I spiral into my orgasm, sending him into his.
“Ah, god. Darcy.” Benjamin stiffens, overcome with pleasure as well.
Basking in the post-coital afterglow, I’m comforted by the heavy weight of him as he settles down onto me and he rests his forehead against mine, exhaling wildly. This man really is a machine.
When he raises his eyes to meet mine, I feel a quick moment of panic, worried what his expression will be like this time. I never want to see the detached daze I experienced the first time we slept together ever again. I’m overwhelmed by what I see now.
His gorgeous green eyes aren’t clouded, nor are they wary. He looks rather contented.
I can’t help the twisting, exquisite pain in my chest as he moves me to his side with gentle hands, curling himself against my back. Within minutes, he’s asleep and I’m left in wonder.
This is a completely different man.Did my leaving really make him want to change this much?
I’d like to believe so.
CHAPTER NINE
I wake up abruptly to a deafening alarm. Benjamin jumps at the noise as well. He reaches a long arm across me and the irritating sound thankfully disappears. He raises his head off my chest and meets my eyes with a cheeky grin.
I hope I look all right.
“Morning.” He rubs his hand over his face. When he shifts, my nakedness is revealed and I cover myself, my face heating up like wildfire. It’s daytime and the sun shining in his windows is undeniably bright.
The corner of his mouth lifts, and I know my move didn’t go unnoticed. “I’m sorry,” he says. “It seems I’m a cover hog.”
Taking some off of him, he drapes it over me. I’m eternally grateful. He lays back, stretching, and I’m unable to tear my attention from his rippling abdomen. I don’t think there is anyone who can rock bedhead like Ben.
I try to find words to speak so I’m not ogling him like a complete idiot. “You’re lucky your body is warm or I would have thrown you right off.”
“Oh, would you? And in my own bed? Itismy first time sharing it with someone. You could show a little mercy.”
“You’ve never slept in a bed with someone?” I fail to hide how stunned I am by that admission.
“No. I told you I’ve never gotten close to someone like that.”
“But surely you’ve fallen asleep with someone somewhere? Even if for a night?”
“No.”
I tilt my head quizzically. “Why not?”
“I don’t…I haven’t…”
My heart rate picks up as I realize by his rigidness that I’ve gone too far.
This man has just spent the night with you! Stop fucking this up!
