Chapter 37
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Paisley
When I reached the doors of the hotel, I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw Ben standing in the lobby. My heart started racing, and I brought my hand over my mouth as he turned and looked at me. He stood there, looking sexy with his hands in his pockets and a bright smile across his face. I ran to him and right into his arms. He picked me up and spun me around as our lips pressed tightly against each other.
“What are you doing here?”
“Are you mad?” he asked.
“Of course not. Oh my God, I’m so happy you’re here. I’ve missed you so much,” I said as I continued to kiss him.
“I missed you too, Paisley, and I had to see you. I couldn’t stand being away from you.”
I tightened my arms around his neck as he held me tight. “Come on. Let’s go back to my cottage. We have so much to talk about.”
He smiled and then kissed the tip of my nose. He grabbed his suitcase with one hand and put his arm around me. I couldn’t believe he was here. It felt like a dream, and I was scared that I would wake up.
“I thought you were Keaton when the desk called me. I was so mad and had everything planned out of what I would say to him.” I laughed.
“So you are mad?”
“No. If you were Keaton, yes. I’m so happy that you’re here. I’ve missed you.”
“I missed you more.” He kissed the side of my head.
We reached my cottage, and I slid the key card in the lock and held the door open while Ben wheeled in his luggage. I stared at him as he looked around the room.
“This is beautiful, Paisley.”
“It is. Isn’t it?” I smiled as I walked over to him, wrapping my arms around his waist and laying my head against his muscular chest.
“Would you like a drink? I have a bottle of wine sitting over there that I haven’t opened yet.”
“That sounds great. If you don’t mind, I’ll open it.”
“I don’t mind at all.”
We took our wine and sat on the lanai while we stared at the moon glistening over the ocean water.
“How did you know I was here?” I asked.
“I talked to Keaton, and he figured it out. I mean, I didn’t know for sure, but I took my chances. So this is where you spent your honeymoon?”
“Yeah, and it’s why I came back here. I needed to revisit my past, so to speak, to start my new beginnings. I find it very spiritual here and very therapeutic. I came back to the place where we were the happiest and to put closure on the darkest time of my life. He would have wanted it that way, and being here is when I finally realized it. I was ready to come home, and I was going to book a flight in the next couple of days.”
“Why didn’t you call me or text?”
“To be honest, I was scared that you didn’t want anything to do with me because of how I just up and left. I’m sorry. You’re such a good man. I couldn’t weigh you down with my issues. I needed to do this on my own.”
His lips curved into a small smile. “Come here,” he said as he held out his arms.
I sat down on his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“I wasn’t happy with the way you left, but I understand why you did it. I made a promise to myself that I would wait for as long as it took for you to figure things out. I wasn’t going anywhere, Paisley. Even if you took two years to come home, I would still be waiting for you.”
Tears filled my eyes as I stared at this remarkable man—this man who was brought into my life for a reason. I leaned forward and brushed my lips against his. Lips that were soft and smooth and that I desperately missed. We stole small, soft kisses as we looked into each other’s eyes. We both knew what was going to happen next, and I felt like I was ready.
I pushed my mouth into his so our lips locked, and our tongues met with desire. He placed his hand around the nape of my neck and pulled me even closer. It felt good to be kissed with such passion again and to be kissed by him. I broke our kiss and climbed off his lap, holding out my hand to him. He placed his hand in mine and stood up. The familiar ache down below was at an all-time high and begging for release. I slowly took down the straps of my sundress and let it fall to the ground, revealing my strapless bra and lace panties. He took in a sharp breath as he stared at me.
“You’re so beautiful, Paisley,” he whispered.
Our lips met again as he pulled me into him. I could feel his erection pushing into me, sending more heat than there already was between my legs. He lifted his shirt off and dropped it on floor as my fingers fumbled with the button and zipper on his khakis, releasing his throbbing erection. I deftly ran my fingers over his muscular chest. He was in such good shape and so well-defined that it sent shivers down my spine. His hands reached behind me and unclasped my bra, letting it fall to the floor. He swallowed hard as he tenderly ran his fingers along the edge of my breasts.
“I’ll say it again. You’re so damn beautiful.”
“So are you,” I whispered as his lips trailed along my neck, and his hand ran down my torso until it met the edge of my panties. He stopped, and I could tell he was unsure or frightened because of how I had reacted last time. I placed my hand on his and guided it down until he cupped me. A moan escaped his throat as he felt the wetness that emerged because of him. My fingers hooked around the waistband of his underwear and slowly moved them down his hips, taking his thick, rock-hard cock into my hands and stroking his shaft. His moans became deeper, and his fingers found their way inside of me.
“You feel so good, baby,” he whispered in my ear.
His hot breath swept across my neck as his breathing became shallow with each stroke of his cock.
“I want you so bad,” he said as he picked me up and laid me down on the bed, hovering over me and pushing the stray strands of my hair out of my face.
“I want you too, Ben.”
His lips pursed into a small smile as he reached down and placed his fingers inside me while softly stroking my swollen nub. Arousal swept through me like a tornado, and I was already on the edge of an orgasm.
“I want you to come like this first before I make love to you.”
I lifted my hips and threw back my head as I begged him not to stop.
“I’ll never stop,” he said as he made circles around my swollen nub while moving his fingers around inside of me, bringing my body pleasure and sending me into an exploding orgasm that left me breathless.
He smiled as he watched me reel from the excitement he gave. His mouth breathed warm air over my breasts as he brought his mouth down to my erect nipple and gently took it into his mouth, sucking lightly while his other hand grasped my other breast. The moment was drawing near. The moment when our bodies would become one, and we would give ourselves to each other for the first time since our spouses passed away. As he hovered over me, his lips left my breasts and trailed up to my lips. He placed his hands on each side of my face.
“I don’t want to ruin the moment, but I don’t have any condoms.”
“I haven’t been with anyone, and you said you hadn’t either. I’m on the pill anyway, so we’re safe.”
The corners of his mouth curved upwards as he kissed each corner of my mouth, and I lifted my arms and brought them over my head. As he hovered over me, he placed one hand around my wrists and stared at me. This beautiful journey we were about to embark on wasn’t just physical; it was more on an emotional level for both of us. He slowly thrust inside as soft moans escaped our lips.
“Are you okay?” he whispered.
“I’m more than okay.” I smiled.
He moved in and out of me with long, fluent strokes, kissing my lips with such passion that I never wanted him to stop. He let go of my wrists, and I wrapped my arms around him, digging my nails into his back as he sped up his movement. I prepared myself for the orgasm that was brewing inside of me. His mouth devoured my neck as I gasped for air from the intense pleasure this man gave me.
“Come with me, Paisley.”
“I am, Ben. I’m coming now,” I yelled as the intense and pleasurable waves took over my body.
He thrust deep into me and held it there as he filled my insides with his come. The pleasurable moans that accompanied his orgasm left me wanting more. He collapsed on top of me and held me tight, burying his face into my neck. His heart rate was slowing, as was mine. Our breathing returned to normal, and I could feel his smile against my neck. The same smile I had across my face. Holding him, stroking him, and being with him was so right.
He climbed off of me and pulled me into him. As I lay my head on his chest, he stroked my hair.
“Are you okay?” he asked as his lips pressed against my head.
“I’m wonderful. How about you?”
He let out a light chuckle. “I’m wonderful too. Thanks to you.”
I lifted my head and swept my hand across his cheek. “I’m so happy you’re here with me.”