wanted to
rub him and make his erection grow harder. She had to get this out now while
she could still think.
“Ben, about
Saturday night…” she whispered into his neck.
“Hmm?” he said,
holding her to him. His hand had just made its way down her back to her butt
and he cupped her and squeezed while the other petted her hair.
Reacting to his
touch, she thrust her hip bones where they met up against his stomach. “Nothing, just that…I want you, Ben.”
“I want you too,
Hazel.”
Her hand
instinctively made its way down what was left of his t-shirt, traveling until
she found the warmest, hardest part of him inside his pants. Ben wanted her. Maybe even needed her.
He was so long
and hard, all man, and she wanted him too.
This was
happening tonight.
Chapter
Ten
Ben wished he’d
have met Hazel six years ago. She was the kind of woman he should have been
waiting for.
Smells of
cherry, mint and heat were stuck on his clothes, all coming from the woman
sprawled over top of him on her couch, ready to go.
His hands held
one part of her body only to ache with need to feel another. There was so much
of her creamy skin he had to explore. Now he understood what it meant, not being
able to get enough.
He cupped her
breasts, one in each hand, just as she raised up and
tugged her top off, temporarily knocking his hands away. She hesitated, fingers
ready to unclasp her raspberry colored bra when she reached down, grabbed his
hands and placed them back over top her breasts. Her nipples were hard under
the material and he found that rubbing his thumbs over them brought her extreme
pleasure.
She stared down
at him and ground her pelvis against his stomach. She was so warm there, the
rubbing heat was mind-blowing. He wished he wasn’t so tall so their bodies would
have matched up at just the right spots. He could have scooted her down but
enjoyed kissing her neck and lips so much, he didn’t want to lose that. And his
stomach wasn’t complaining. Her tilted head and slightly opened mouth told him
she enjoyed how he held her to him. Or so he thought.
She frowned for
a second. “Help me, please? In the back?”
Ah, she wanted
him to undo her pretty bra. “Yes,” he managed to say, and pulled her down so
that they were chest to chest. It took him a few tries but he got the little
clasps undone and when she raised herself back up, the bra fell to the floor.
“Oh, God, you’re
beautiful,” he said, clinging to the sight of her.
Ben had actually
seen plenty of breasts. It came with his line of work and the people he hung out
with. But he’d never seen any as beautiful as Hazel’s and none of those others
had ever been for him. He loved it when she lowered herself back down and
scooted up his body just enough so that one of her dark pink nipples landed on
his lips. The noise she let out was close to a purr so he gently kissed her
there and then sucked the little bead into his mouth. It felt like the first
time having her this way and he realized he might never get back the memory of
their actual first time together. He wanted to ask if that night had been this
good but her soft sounds of delight convinced him now was what mattered and he
needed to make sure tonight was perfect. That tonight was what they both
remembered.
“ Mmm ,” she said into his hair, distracting him from that thought
as he suckled her some more, pulling her nipple further into his mouth.
Her fingers
tightened in his hair when he moved to her other breast and licked, then blew
over that nipple until it too was beautiful, dark pink and hard between his
lips.
Nothing could
ruin this moment.
It got even
better when he felt her begin to tremble as she rubbed herself high on his
stomach. The crotch of her jeans scratched his skin but he would wait for her
to decide when those would come off.
Who in their
right mind had made this woman feel like she wasn’t enough? He licked his lips,
moved his hands to her sides and helped her
rub him and make his erection grow harder. She had to get this out now while
she could still think.
“Ben, about
Saturday night…” she whispered into his neck.
“Hmm?” he said,
holding her to him. His hand had just made its way down her back to her butt
and he cupped her and squeezed while the other petted her hair.
Reacting to his
touch, she thrust her hip bones where they met up against his stomach. “Nothing, just that…I want you, Ben.”
“I want you too,
Hazel.”
Her hand
instinctively made its way down what was left of his t-shirt, traveling until
she found the warmest, hardest part of him inside his pants. Ben wanted her. Maybe even needed her.
He was so long
and hard, all man, and she wanted him too.
This was
happening tonight.
Chapter
Ten
Ben wished he’d
have met Hazel six years ago. She was the kind of woman he should have been
waiting for.
Smells of
cherry, mint and heat were stuck on his clothes, all coming from the woman
sprawled over top of him on her couch, ready to go.
His hands held
one part of her body only to ache with need to feel another. There was so much
of her creamy skin he had to explore. Now he understood what it meant, not being
able to get enough.
He cupped her
breasts, one in each hand, just as she raised up and
tugged her top off, temporarily knocking his hands away. She hesitated, fingers
ready to unclasp her raspberry colored bra when she reached down, grabbed his
hands and placed them back over top her breasts. Her nipples were hard under
the material and he found that rubbing his thumbs over them brought her extreme
pleasure.
She stared down
at him and ground her pelvis against his stomach. She was so warm there, the
rubbing heat was mind-blowing. He wished he wasn’t so tall so their bodies would
have matched up at just the right spots. He could have scooted her down but
enjoyed kissing her neck and lips so much, he didn’t want to lose that. And his
stomach wasn’t complaining. Her tilted head and slightly opened mouth told him
she enjoyed how he held her to him. Or so he thought.
She frowned for
a second. “Help me, please? In the back?”
Ah, she wanted
him to undo her pretty bra. “Yes,” he managed to say, and pulled her down so
that they were chest to chest. It took him a few tries but he got the little
clasps undone and when she raised herself back up, the bra fell to the floor.
“Oh, God, you’re
beautiful,” he said, clinging to the sight of her.
Ben had actually
seen plenty of breasts. It came with his line of work and the people he hung out
with. But he’d never seen any as beautiful as Hazel’s and none of those others
had ever been for him. He loved it when she lowered herself back down and
scooted up his body just enough so that one of her dark pink nipples landed on
his lips. The noise she let out was close to a purr so he gently kissed her
there and then sucked the little bead into his mouth. It felt like the first
time having her this way and he realized he might never get back the memory of
their actual first time together. He wanted to ask if that night had been this
good but her soft sounds of delight convinced him now was what mattered and he
needed to make sure tonight was perfect. That tonight was what they both
remembered.
“ Mmm ,” she said into his hair, distracting him from that thought
as he suckled her some more, pulling her nipple further into his mouth.
Her fingers
tightened in his hair when he moved to her other breast and licked, then blew
over that nipple until it too was beautiful, dark pink and hard between his
lips.
Nothing could
ruin this moment.
It got even
better when he felt her begin to tremble as she rubbed herself high on his
stomach. The crotch of her jeans scratched his skin but he would wait for her
to decide when those would come off.
Who in their
right mind had made this woman feel like she wasn’t enough? He licked his lips,
moved his hands to her sides and helped her
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