Page 88 of Once Upon A Small Town Secret
"Was it weird?"
"God, no," he growls. "You have the sexiest fucking tits I've ever seen."
My cheeks flush again.
"Ben," I whisper.
He kisses me, his tongue stroking into my mouth.
My nipples tighten and brush against his chest.
I shift my hips and gasp.
He's so hard, he's practically quivering.
I want to touch him, but I hesitate. How could I have been so brave not too long ago, but I can't bring myself to touch him now?
"You can touch me," he murmurs against my mouth.
Still, I hesitate.
"Go ahead."
I reach between us, and he lifts a little.
My hand closes around him.
He hisses.
I run my fingers up the length of him, marveling at the heat and silkiness of his skin.
"Paige," he says, and his voice is pained.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Whatever feels right," he says. "Just move your hand."
I wrap my fingers around his cock and move them up and down.
"Like that?"
"Fuck, yeah," he breathes.
His hand slides over my hip, and his fingers stroke my inner thigh.
My breath catches, and he smiles.
"I told you, baby," he says. "We've got all night."
His fingers find my clit, and he strokes me gently, coaxing me to hardness.
I move my hand, and he closes his eyes, his breath hissing out.
"Fuck, Paige," he rasps. "If you keep doing that, I'm going to embarrass myself."
"You're kidding," I breathe.
"I'm not."
