“Because it’s you.”

“What does that mean?” I sit up, then glance back over my shoulder.

“It’s not what you’re thinking.” He pulls me down to his chest. “You as in, you’re fine as hell. Your body is heavenly. But beneath your tough exterior is a very loyal, caring, complex woman. And you don’t let circumstances get the best of you. Even with your dad’s challenge, you’ll do it.”

I kiss him. “Yes, Ben.”

He smiles, and it’s bright enough to light the room. “Yes what, Jo?” He climbs on top of me.

“Yes, I’ll be your girlfriend. But we need a better term. What about bae or boo?”

“How about mine?”

The quick kisses before are no match for this kiss. Ben kisses me deep, slow, and with intention, and I want it all. I grip handfuls of his shirt pulling it up and over his head. We roll over, I sit back, and he unbuttons my blouse, one by one. He sits up, sliding the fabric down my shoulders along with my bra straps. My bra is unsnapped, and his mouth covers my breast. I cradle his head, twisting beneath him.

The sting as he suckles is driving me mad. I blink, and I’m back on my back, naked. The glow in his eyes sends a streak of white lightning through my body.

“Are you ready, Jo?”

He crawls backwards on all fours, not taking his eyes off mine.

I nod, not trusting myself to speak. I’m in euphoria as he explores every inch of my body. His hands, his mouth, his tongue are a deadly trio branding my body. I’m falling, and it feels so good and so perfect that I can’t be in my right mind.

“Stay with me baby,” he whispers against my inner thigh.

“I’m here.” The crackle of the wrapper cuts through our labored breathing, and together, we slide the plastic over his glorious member. And he enters me, filling me to the core.

“Breathe baby.” I wrap my hands around his neck needing to taste him. He pulls out and presses harder, deeper, and I cry out. He inhales my plea, pushing me so close to the edge and pulling out before I fall over.

“Ben, you’re such a tease.”

“Nah, I’m just making sure your sweet pussy knows she’s mine.”

I bite back a whimper as he plunges deeper. It’s his, all his. He sets the tempo, and I gladly surrender, lost in the moment, my legs locked around his body, his hands gripping my hips.

“Ben…” He swallows my scream. The end is near, and it’s blinding me. My skin is tingling, the heat from our bodies melting into one is unbearably exquisite.

“Shhh,” he feathers across my lips. “We can’t wake Zoe because I’m not done with you.”

I beg for more, and he gives it until my body betrays me. Rallying for more of Ben’s touch, more of Ben’s kisses, more of Ben, the nearness of a spine-crushing release is so close, and I know it.

“Ben,” I try to whisper, but I can’t. He makes a hoarse request, and I flip over.

He fills me from the back, slipping his hands between my soaked thighs. One stroke and I’m sucked into a white haze of ecstasy. My body contracts, then a soul-quenching release has me screaming into the pillows as he slaps skin against skin ensuring, I’ll never be the same.

Chapter 9

Ben

I lay awake watching her sleep. I search my memories for anything that compares to this moment. And find nothing.

Jo is using my chest as a pillow, and I know she’s exhausted. We’ve been at it all night, and yet I still want her. I kiss her shoulder, tucking the covers around her. I lost count of the times she screamed in release. I’m surprised Zoe didn’t come running. I chuckle. That medicine knocked her out, and thank God because I needed tonight. I needed Jo.

And needing her scares me more than wanting her ever did.

Chapter 10

Hunter