Misbehaving by Tiffany Reisz Page B

and let herself love him. She’d survived loving him and losing him before. She’d survive it again.
    “I want to do everything with you, Ben.”
    He grinned down at her.
    “Everything?” he asked.
    “Absolutely.”
    “Good. Your sex toys nearly train-wrecked a wedding today. I think we should put them to better use.”
    “I love the way you think.”
    They kissed again, kissed until Beatriz couldn’t stand it anymore. She had to have him inside her. Gently Ben pushed her onto her stomach and let her lay there relaxing while he gathered all the necessary supplies. He kissed Beatriz’s back, up and down her spine, and she shivered from the gentle pleasure. The kissing continued as he flipped open the lube, poured it onto his fingertips, and started to work it inside her. She pulled her knees into her chest to open herself up further.
    “You’re amazing. You know that, right?” Ben asked as he started to work his wet fingers into her.

    “Always nice to hear from a man with three fingers in your asshole.”
    “That’s what I mean. You’re so comfortable with yourself. Nothing scares you or freaks you out.”
    “I hate centipedes.”
    “Okay, other than centipedes. I just mean you’re so free and open. I love that about you.”
    “Well, you’re smart, hilarious, and you hunted Henry down like a dog and dragged him back to reality. I love all that about you.”
    Ben rolled a condom on and covered himself in lubricant. Slowly he started to push into her.
    “God, you’re tight,” Ben groaned.
    “That was a good groan?” Beatriz asked.
    “The best groan. I could live and die inside you.” He pushed in deeper.
    “And that…” she moaned the words. “I love that about you.”
    “What?” Ben pushed himself a few more inches into her.
    “Your cock. I love your cock. Especially when it’s in me.”
    “That’s its favorite place to be, I promise.” He sank into her all the way as Beatriz took slow deep breaths. Her body welcomed his in further with each exhalation.
    Carefully, Ben began to thrust into her—long, slow, thrusts, both gentle and deep. Her muscles twitched and tightened around him.
    “ Ay dios mío, que rico ,” she half breathed, half moaned.
    “I only caught the first part of that,” he said. “Oh, God, something something.”
    Beatriz turned her head to the side and he saw the smile on her face.
    “I said, ‘Oh, God, that’s good.’ When I’m this turned on, I forget English.”
    “Good sign then. Let’s see if I can get any more Spanish out of you.” Ben picked up the dildo that had arrived for Beatriz under Claudia’s name. Beatriz laughed a rich, throaty laugh. She’d forgotten the last time she’d been this turned on.
    “I knew you were the right man for this job,” she said as he knelt behind her again.
    She shivered as Ben ran his hand up and down her naked back again.
    “Beatriz…you should know, this might just be work for you, for your column, but it’s not for me. I mean, for me, this isn’t work. I hope that’s okay.”
    She heard the sincerity in his voice, the hunger and the heat, and also something more. More than passion, more than lust. It penetrated her right to the heart.
    “It’s okay, Ben. It’s more than work for me, too. A lot more.”
    “Good,” he said softly and Beatriz swallowed hard and said nothing more. If she said anything it would be, “I’m falling in love with you again,” and she wasn’t ready to say that yet. So instead she spread her legs wider as Ben came up on his hands and knees behind her. What she couldn’t say with her words she would say with her body. Ben pushed the dildo into her vagina. That was the easy part. Once more Ben started to enter her anally. He went even slower this time, which she appreciated. She wanted him inside her, filling her up completely, but she didn’t want him to rush it.
    “Is this too much?” he asked as he started to work his way into her again. With the dildo inside her,