CHAPTER EIGHTEEN | Holly
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Holly
H olly walked back into the bakery from her latest meeting with Mackenzie Morrison with slumped shoulders and aching feet. Hours of walking through the aisles of Crate and Barrel as the bride asked her opinion on everything from dinner forks to bed linens had tested her patience more than she thought possible. Holly could admit she was going a little above and beyond the call of duty for this particular client because of the potential payoff in referrals, but even without all the extra effort she was putting in, helping plan this particular wedding was the very definition of the word challenging. What she needed was a little pick me up in the form of some sugar and a hug. Luckily for her, both were readily available in her family’s bakery.
Holly looked behind the counter and saw both her mother and father restocking cupcakes and cookies, or rather, they were restocking in between flirting and touching one another. She smiled at their affectionate nature and hoped that she and Ben would have that when they were older. Was she getting ahead of herself? Very much so, but Holly couldn’t help it. She loved Ben and she almost admitted as much last weekend when they had come back to her apartment and fooled around on the couch. Sex has been reserved for a man she had deep, lasting feelings for, and Ben was that man. Waiting had been hard, but so worth it because it was phenomenal, and she knew that was because of how much she cared for and trusted Ben. It certainly didn’t hurt that he was gorgeous, had a great body, and clearly knew how to use it, but all that wouldn’t have mattered if she hadn’t been comfortable enough with him to let go of her own inhibitions.
Holly had also let go of them enough to admit her lack of experience to him. She’d been so afraid that he would freak out and run in the opposite direction, but he thanked her for her bravery, cuddled with her, and called her that night to talk some more about how much her trust meant to him. It went much better than she had expected and she couldn’t wait to go even further the next time they were together. The thought of being with Ben brought a smile and blush to her cheeks, and her mom clocked it within seconds.
“Someone’s having a very good day.” Holly’s mom drew her into a hug. Thinking of Ben had lightened her mood, but the warm embrace from her mom helped alleviate her stress almost entirely. “It makes me feel good to see you like this, sweetie.”
“Like what?” Holly asked, playing dumb. Her parents knew that she was casually seeing someone, but didn’t have many details beyond that.
“Smitten,” her mom said with a big smile. “I haven’t met this boy yet, but you keep him because you have never looked more joyful.”
Ben was definitely not a boy, he was all man, but Holly kept that thought to herself. “He is pretty great,” she admitted sheepishly.
“He better be.” Her father’s voice boomed from the doorway to the back as he brought out a tray filled with cranberry orange muffins. “No daughter of mine is going to date anyone that is less than perfect.”
Her mom slapped her dad’s arm with a chuckle. “Like you were perfect before I got my hands on you.”
“You loved me just as I was.” Grabbing his wife, he dipped her backward and planted a loud kiss on her lips.
Holly chuckled and shook her head. Yup, she definitely hoped she and Ben could keep the love alive like her parents had after all these years. Her mom and dad were still kissing, and when a couple of their regulars started to clap and whistle, Holly finally reached over the counter to break them apart. “Okay, guys. That’s enough of that. We don’t want to scare off the customers.”
“They love it,” her dad said to her mom with a cheeky grin and a wink.
Holly laughed at their antics and was about to snag a cookie for the sugar rush she’d been after, but the bell above the door to the bakery ringing drew her attention away. Peering over her shoulder, she nearly squealed with excitement as she watched Ben stride into the bakery. He looked as good as ever in light jeans and a tan sweater, a messenger bag slung over one arm, but it was the determined look on his face that drew her in. When he finally spotted her turning toward him, his eyes lit up and his mouth pulled into a wide smile.
“Hey, you.” Holly started to say more, but when he was in front of her, he cupped her face and leaned down to kiss her on the lips. It was a brief and sweet kiss, but it was enough to give her a head to toe blush as her insides turned to mush. She leaned back, slightly dazed from the kiss and the pleasure from seeing him unexpectedly. “W-what are you doing here?”
Ben smiled, wrapping his arms around her in a big hug. Holly’s arms snaked around his middle as he lifted her off her feet, slowly swaying her from side-to-side. “I had a really good day, and I knew the only thing that could make it even better was seeing you.”
Holly smiled and rested her head on his shoulder, enjoying the warmth and spicy cinnamon scent that seemed to follow him wherever he went. “I’m glad you had such a great day and I’m even happier that you wanted to see me after.” A throat clearing behind them caused Holly to stiffen slightly, and Ben released her, shooting the perpetrator his trademark scowl, but that cleared up quickly when he realized who it was behind the counter. Holly grabbed his hand and pulled him closer to her parents who were staring at the two of them, expressions blank. “Mom, Dad, this is Ben, the guy I’ve been seeing. Ben, these are my parents Bernie and Ellen Baker.”
Her dad’s eyes were narrowed to slits as he looked at Ben. “You’re the guy my daughter’s been dating, huh?” He leaned over the counter ominously, using every inch of his six-foot-three frame to intimidate her man before breaking into a smile and thrusting his hand forward. “It’s good to meet you, Ben.” Ben shook her dad’s hand looking relieved that her dad was indeed the big teddy bear of a man Holly had made him out to be.
Walking around to the other side of the counter, Holly’s mom pulled Ben into a hug. “So good to finally meet you!” It was slightly comical to see her short statured mother manhandle the tall, athletic Ben, but Holly kept her giggles to herself, enjoying seeing her parents be so welcoming to the man she loved. As her mom parted from Ben, a silent wow was sent over to Holly as she rejoined her husband behind the counter.
The tips of Ben’s ears were slightly pink, and Holly gushed internally at how cute it was to see him blush. “It’s good to meet both of you, too. You have a lovely daughter.” The last sentence was directed at her parents, but his eyes were on Holly. Love and affection shined through his silvery gaze, and she couldn’t help but beam it right back to him, leaning into his body and fitting like she’d always belonged there.
“Aww.” Holly rolled her eyes at her mom’s behavior and Ben smirked. They stared at each other for a moment before a plate of toffee snickerdoodle cookies was shoved at them by her dad. “Okay you two. That’s enough of that.” Holly took the offering and smiled at her dad in thanks as he winked at her.
Holly steered Ben over to a table by the window and sat down, trying not to swoon when he chose the chair next to her and scooted it closer so that he could put his arm around her shoulder. It was possessive and protective, but she liked that. It wasn’t about warning other men away, but about making her feel safe and loved. Needing to stuff something in her mouth before she blurted her feelings out in the crowded bakery, she picked up a cookie lifted it toward her mouth, but Ben grabbed her wrist and intercepted it, taking a huge bite.
Holly scoffed, but smiled at his playfulness. “It’s like that, is it?”
Ben smiled around a mouthful of cookie before swallowing. Holly watched his Adam’s apple bob and wondered when she had developed a thing for that particular piece of human anatomy, but if the ache blooming in her core was any indication, she’s unlocked a new kink. Ben smirked at her heated gaze. “See something you like, sunshine?”
Holly smiled brightly. “Yup, I do.” Plucking a crumb from his stubble, she popped it into her mouth.
Ben chuckled and shook his head. “I suppose I deserved that.”
Holly shrugged and took a bite of her cookie. “Tell me about your really good day.”
His eyes brightened and he sat a little taller in his chair, his obvious pride bringing joy to Holly’s heart. Ben had certainly come a long way in a short time, opening himself up more, and she was just as proud of him as he was. “A colleague asked me to help her with her new game design, but I thought it would just be doing the programming and some other stuff. It turns out she also wanted me to be there to help present the game to our supervisor.” He rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand, his nerves coming out. Holly nodded her head and held his free hand, encouraging him to continue. “Well, you know how nervous I get around other people, especially if I have to be the center of attention, but it turns out I did pretty well. My supervisor even said he was pleased to see me asserting myself and that there might be some bigger roles for me down the road even if this particular game doesn’t get greenlit.”
Holly smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in tight. “That’s so great, baby.” She held him closely for as long as she thought appropriate in the public setting, basking in their shared happiness. “I’m really proud of you, and I’m glad other people are getting to see other sides of you, too.”
“Thanks.” Ben smiled sheepishly as his cheeks tinged pink, but there was no masking how pleased he was with himself. “I thought it could be fun to take you out to dinner tonight to celebrate. What do you say?”
Holly bit her bottom lip, wondering if she could be as bold as she had been last weekend. “That sounds great.” After a fortifying breath, she moved closer to him, lowering her voice. “Maybe after we can go back to your place for dessert? I don’t have work tomorrow, and I could pack an overnight bag.”
Holly hazarded a glance at Ben and caught his heated gaze, his Adam’s apple back at work as he swallowed thickly. “I would like that. A lot.”
Holly leaned over to kiss his cheek. “Pick me up at six?”
Ben nodded slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. “Absolutely.” The desire she saw in his eyes was mirrored in his hoarse voice, and she couldn’t stop herself from kissing his cheek one last time, needing the contact.
“I should probably finish up my work so that I’m ready for you.” They said their goodbyes at the door and shared a chaste kiss, something to tide them over until later that evening when they could really enjoy one another. Holly floated back through the bakery, not even bothering to hide the contented look on her face.
Her mom chuckled as she passed her on the way to her office in the back. “Like I said, you’re smitten.”
Holly smiled at her mom over her shoulder. “One hundred percent.” As she disappeared back into the office, she tried to concentrate on work, but was more focused on everything else she would need to prepare for tonight. She knew she was ready to take their relationship to the next level, she just hoped her nerves wouldn’t get in the way.
***
L ater that night, Holly was escorted into Ben’s apartment with his hand on her lower back. Their dinner at one of the nicer Italian restaurants in the area had been quite lovely, the dark walls, low lights, and violin music creating a very romantic atmosphere, and when Ben bought a rose from a vendor just outside on the way home, it had definitely put her in the mood for love. Sitting across from him all night had been both good and bad. Good because he looked amazing in his button-down white shirt, gray vest, and matching slacks, and bad because he looked so very tempting.
Each time Ben reached across the table, the fabric of his shirt would stretch across his biceps and each time he put the fork to his mouth, Holly was laser focused on his lips. To say she had a one track mind all evening was an understatement since she hadn’t stopped thinking about sex since the moment she suggested they have a sleepover. Now they were here, and Holly tried to temper her expectations before she chickened out.
Ben tossed his keys on an entry table before taking her coat, clutch, and overnight bag as Holly kicked off her heels and took a moment to look around his place. The light walls contrasted nicely with the dark beams that were exposed in the ceiling and were covered in simple art prints. Bookcases lined one side of the room, and as Holly started to imagine her romance novels next to his programming texts, she smiled. Then she peered through the open doorway to his bedroom and stared at the king size bed covered in a white bedspread, and suddenly the nervous feeling she had been suppressing all night reared its ugly head. There was a swarm of bees in her belly and she wanted nothing more than to smoke them into submission.
Ben slipped his hand into hers and steered her over to his modular gray sofa where she took a seat on the surprisingly comfy piece of furniture, breathing as deeply as possible to quell the tension in her body. It helped, but what grounded her most was Ben cupping the side of her face with his large hand. “Talk to me, sunshine. Where did you go?”
Holly exhaled shakily. “I’m still here, just getting a little nervous.”
Ben nodded and stroked his thumb across her cheek. “We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for, Holly. I can take you home or we can watch a movie. Whatever you want to do is what we’ll do.” His reassurance that they didn’t have to go through with anything tonight helped suppress some of the nerves, but there was something else that was bothering her. “What is it, sunshine?”
Holly chuckled lightly. For someone who didn’t enjoy peopling , Ben was a natural at reading her every emotion. That too helped ease some tension, and she felt comfortable enough to continue, reaching up to place her hand over his. “What if,” she started, then stopped to lick her suddenly dry lips. “What if I’m not good at it? I don’t want to disappoint you.”
Her eyes slammed shut as the embarrassment at what she was feeling trickled into her system, but she blinked them open again when she felt Ben’s forehead touch hers. “You could never disappoint me. Whatever we do together will be amazing because we care about one another.”
“You care about me, huh?” Holly was going for light, but her voice cracked slightly as she echoed the question he had posed to her the week before.
“Very much,” he whispered before placing a kiss on the tip of her nose. His words, the reverence in his voice, and the small gesture of the kiss erased the last of her worries, the angry bees in her stomach replaced with a pool of desire. She loved Ben so much and she wanted to be able to express that physically.
Holly cupped his face and drew him down for a kiss. It was sweet, but quickly turned sultry as she licked Ben’s lips to part them before twisting and tangling their tongues together. Straddling him, Holly inched forward until she could feel his hardness against her core. As she moved, the hem of her cocktail dress rode up and exposed her legs, and Ben took advantage by slipping his hands from her waist down to caress them. Shivering as she felt his slightly rougher hands against her soft skin, Holly tilted Ben’s head to deepen the kiss, her hands sliding into his hair as he stroked higher up on her thighs until his thumbs brushed her panty-line. Holly ground down on him, but there were too many layers of clothing between them, and she wanted everything out in the open.
Breaking the kiss, she stared into Ben’s eyes, the gray now nearly black, and his breathing was as erratic as hers. “Take me to bed.”
Ben searched her eyes for two seconds before nodding, kissing her lips briefly, and grabbing her backside, hauling her up along with him as he stood and marched her to his bedroom. Holly squealed in delight at the show of strength.
“Wow, you’re really strong.” Her hands roamed over the hard muscles of his arms and chest as he brought her further into his room with seemingly little effort.
Placing her down on the hardwood floor gently, Ben toed off his dress shoes and socks. “You like that, huh?” he asked waggling his eyebrows comically. Holly snorted and quickly covered her mouth, embarrassed at the sound, but Ben stepped closer and moved her hand away. “Nothing we do in here is anything to be ashamed of, sunshine. Even weird noises.” He glanced at the ceiling and tilted his head. “Especially weird noises.”
Holly smiled, wondering how she got so lucky both with him as a partner and as the person she’d waited to experience this for the first time with. Ben reached out for her, but she took a step back, shaking her head at him. Channeling the inner boldness that had gotten her into trouble in the past but had seemed to pay off with him, she winked at the wry smile on his face before drawing down the zipper of her dress, letting the spaghetti straps fall from her shoulders until the whole garment pooled on the floor. Holly stood in nothing but the matching black lace bra and boy shorts she bought last Sunday after the little make-out session they had shared on her couch. Exposed and vulnerable, she had to resist the urge to cover her body with her arms, but when she looked at Ben, she realized she had nothing to be worried about.
Ben stood, raking his eyes up and down her body with undisguised appreciation, and if the large bulge in the front of this trousers was any indication, he definitely liked what he saw. “Beautiful,” he told her before stepping up and kissing her on the lips. “Absolutely beautiful.”
Holly peered up at him through her lashes. “Thank you.” Hands trembling slightly, she reached for the top button of his vest. “I want to see how beautiful you are, too.”
“I don’t know that anyone has called me beautiful before.” He’d said it with a bit of a laugh, but as he peeled off his vest and the shirt underneath, Holly could see how much it had meant to him.
Holly cupped his face to force his eyes to meet hers. “You are, you know. Beautiful.”
Ben smiled appreciatively and kissed her once more, their tongues tangling as Holly unbuckled his belt, the clinking sound turning her on more than she thought possible and her clit throbbing as she dragged the zipper of his pants down. She tried to shove them to the floor, but got distracted when her fingers brushed the springy hair of his happy trail. Ben kissed along the column of her neck, and Holly used the small break from his lips to admire his bare chest. Ben was clearly no slouch when it came to working out, the hard, defined muscles of his chest and torso on full display, and she couldn’t stop herself from tracing the ridges of his six pack with her fingers.
As she continued to explore him, Ben’s harsh breathing ticked her neck. “Keep touching me,” he commanded softly.
Not needing to be asked twice, Holly mapped the planes of his body with her fingertips, looking forward to the time when she knew every inch of him by touch. It would take many more of these sessions for that to happen, and she was all for that. As he licked and sucked on her shoulder, Ben reciprocated by running the back of his fingers along her soft stomach before tracing the underside of her breast. A shudder racked her body, and the slowness with which they were moving was like a delicious form of torture.
Ben’s pants dropped to the ground, but he barely noticed, his hands still caressing her body as he moved her back toward the bed until she tumbled down on top of it. Holly stared at him, enjoying the sight of his naked body encased in nothing but a pair of black boxer briefs that thankfully left little to the imagination. Wanting to keep things moving, Holly peeled off her bra and tossed it to the side. Her breasts weren’t ever anything she was particularly proud of, but she wasn’t ashamed of them either. Clearly, Ben was a fan because he immediately dropped down to take one in his hand before lifting it to his lips, his tongue flicking over her taut nipple before he sucked it into his mouth completely. As his other hand tweaked her other nipple, Holly failed to contain her moans and whimpers.
Ben popped off her breast before nipping at it with his teeth, causing a pleasurable sting to go straight to Holly’s center. “Do you still want this, sunshine?”
Holly nodded, her mind addled with lust but clear enough that she knew exactly just how much she wanted to be with him. “More than anything.”
Ben smiled and kissed her as he lay her down on the mattress, winking at her when he pulled back. “Then hold on tight.”
Kissing his way down her neck and between the valley of her breasts, he paid homage to each one with his tongue until Holly was sure that she would go mad with need, her clit swollen and her core dripping for him. When he’d pushed her to the edge, he moved on, kissing down her stomach and along the hem of her panties before he hooked his fingers inside to slip them off her body. She lifted her hips to help him and tried to relax as he kissed his way back up the inside of her legs, lifting one to rest over his shoulder and pressing the other back on the bed.
Holly felt his warm breath ghost over her most sensitive parts, and she lifted her head to look down at him, his eyes already on hers. “Ready?”
“Please,” she said breathlessly. Ben smiled softly and used his fingers to spread her wide before dragging his flat tongue from her hole to her clit. Holly shivered with pleasure, nerve endings she didn’t even know she had suddenly coming online. “Oh, my god.”
Fingers tangled in his hair as he repeated the action before spreading her even wider and driving his tongue inside her core, thrusting it in and out then bringing it back up to her clit and swirling it around the hard bud, only to do it again. Holly could hardly believe that all the sensations she was feeling were real and not the result of some fever dream. Every shudder and shiver of her body took her further from disbelief, just as every flick of Ben’s tongue brought her closer to release. He slid one thick finger inside her and started to stroke. Holly cried out blissfully as he curled it back and added another finger.
Ben continued to lick her and stroke her from the inside until she felt every muscle in her body tense, every bone near breaking as he kept her standing at the edge of a cliff. Only when he sucked her clit into his mouth and drove his fingers deeper did Holly tip over the edge, coming so hard that she felt her juices dripping down the inside of her thighs. Her vision became a sheet of white and she cried out over and over as he prolonged her orgasm until she thought she would pass out from the pleasure, her clit practically humming from the stimulation.
Gripping his hair lightly, Holly brought his eyes back to hers, the fierce expression he shot at her as he crawled his way up her body making her want more of everything he had and could give her. Ben hovered above her a moment before leaning down to kiss her, passing the tangy flavor of her core between them. Holly moaned at his having done something so wonderfully wicked to her, and she couldn’t wait for him to do it again.
Ben ended the kiss with a small peck to her lips. “You, okay?”
Holly laughed lightly, still catching her breath and wondering how she’d ever gone a day in her life without feeling this amazing. “I’m freaking fantastic.”
“Good,” he said with a chuckle that quickly turned into a groan when he felt Holly’s hand palming the front of his briefs. “We can stop here if you want, sunshine.”
Holly shook her head at him as she continued to stroke the hardness that was currently trapped in a cotton prison. “What’s the fun in that?”
Holly gripped him tightly, but Ben reached between them and grabbed her hand before thrusting it above her head and holding it there, his forcefulness earning another rush of wetness from her core. “Gotta stop that, or this will be over way too soon.”
Holly smirked at him and he nipped at her lower lip, as he reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a box of condoms, but Holly stopped him from opening it with her hand on his forearm. “I’m on the pill, and I’ve never done this before, so I’m clean.”
Ben blew out a hard breath. “I haven’t been with anyone in over a year and I always used protection. I’m clean and can show you the test results if you want.”
Holly cupped his cheek with her hand. “I trust you, Ben. I want to feel you, all of you.” Ben groaned and slid his arm beneath her, lifting her to the top of the bed.
Holly bounced slightly and giggled, but her laughter trailed off as she looked into his stormy eyes. “You can’t say things like that and expect a man to have control, sunshine.”
Ben shifted and got rid of his boxer briefs, the last of Holly’s giggles dying completely as she took in the rest of him, her eyes widening at the sight of his cock. Ben was not a small man, and he was packing some serious heat at the moment. He stroked his hand up and down his thick length, Holly’s eyes glued to every inch of him before she looked up and caught the smirk on his face.
“Like what you see?” Holly didn’t even mind his arrogance because she did like what she saw, nodding as her mouth watered as she licked the excess from her lips. Ben groaned and crawled up the bed, his hands bracketing both sides of her face as he leaned down and kissed her. “We’ll make use of those pretty lips another time.”
The promise of Holly getting her mouth on him had her turned on so much it hurt, but Ben was there to ease her pain, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss as he slid his cock through her folds, hitting her clit at the end of each pass. It was a thrilling action that he repeated until Holly’s core was begging to be filled and she struggled for breath, breaking away from him to suck in some air.
“I need you inside me,” she panted.
“Anything for you, sunshine,” Ben vowed before lining himself up with her center and slowly pushing himself in. As much as they had prepped her, and as wet as she still was, the stretch burned slightly, and when he hit her barrier, Holly stiffened in his arms. “Relax, baby. I’ve got you.” He distracted her with more sweet words and kissed until she was once again a whimpering mess beneath him, finally pushing all the way in and swallowing down her cry of pain. It only hurt for a moment, but it was enough to bring a tear to her eye. “I’ve got you, Holly. I’ll take care of you.” Ben kissed the tear away as it tracked down the side of her face.
“I know you will.” Holly moved her hips, testing out the feeling. Now that the initial pain was gone, she wanted him to keep going, and keep going he did.
Ben’s thrusts were initially shallow and steady, but as Holly wrapped her arms around him and met him thrust for thrust, they became harder, deeper, and more pleasurable. It felt so good, and Holly felt that pressure in her lower belly rising once more as his movements turned almost erratic, their hips slamming together as he pounded into her. Reaching between the small space their colliding bodies provided, Ben found her clit and stroked it with his thumb, the small move throwing Holly over the edge of her release as she called his name.
Ben followed right after, groaning and kissing the side of her neck, his hot breath fanning her damp skin as he spilled inside her. As her body stopped clamping down, his movements slowed and finally came to a stop. Ben kissed his way up her neck and across her face before crashing their mouths together for another deep kiss.
When he pulled back, his stormy eyes searched hers, the worry she’d seen so often making a reappearance. “Are you okay?” Holly was too blissed out to answer right away, but her simple nod earned a smile from Ben before he leaned down to kiss the tip of her nose as he eased out of her. She didn’t enjoy the loss of the closeness and she felt a small twinge of pain when he pulled out completely. Ben’s brow furrowed for a moment before he jumped from the bed. “I’ll be right back.”
Holly rested an arm over her eyes and smiled as she listened to him rummage around his bathroom. Despite the sting in her now broken-in vagina, she felt so overwhelmingly good. She hadn’t just had sex for the first time, she had made love with Ben for the first time. That’s what it felt like, and she couldn’t wait to do it again, though as she shifted and her muscles protested, she realized that next time may need to wait a bit. She was sore in places she hadn’t known existed until that very moment.
When Ben returned, he was still gloriously naked, and Holly admired the moving work of art as he made his way back to her, holding up a damp washcloth in his hand and leaning down to clean up the mess between her legs.
“I-I can do that,” Holly protested, but Ben batted her hand away and used the warm cloth on her before tossing it into the hamper in the corner. Smiling, he stroked the sweaty hair back from her face and placed his arms under her back and knees before lifting her off the bed. “What are you doing?” she asked, slightly amused and very curious.
Ben brushed his lips against hers in a feather light kiss. “I told you I’d take care of you, Holly.” Any playfulness was gone, his gaze now intense and serious. “I meant it.”
Carrying her over to the side of a large, garden tub that he had filled with water and some kind of lightly scented bath salts, Ben placed her down on the tile before helping her ease into the water. The warm liquid felt good on her sore muscles as well as other sore body parts, and she groaned at the wonderful tension release.
When he handed her a washcloth and some body wash, Holly peered at the label and raised a brow at him. “You use cherry blossom body wash?”
“No, I don’t.” He flicked some water at her, but the tips of his ears turned pink and he suddenly looked self-conscious. “I figured if you were staying the night, I should have some essentials on hand for you. It’s not that big a deal.”
Holly beamed at him and pulled him down to her for a kiss. “It is a very big deal. Thank you for being so thoughtful.”
“You’re welcome,” he said gruffly before standing up and moving toward the door. “I’ll be right back with dessert.”
Holly smirked. “I thought we just had dessert.”
Ben chuckled and shook his head. “Oh, sunshine. That was only an appetizer. Just you wait until we get to the main course.” He winked at her before exiting the bathroom, leaving Holly both bewildered and aroused.
If what she had just experienced with him was really just the beginning, Holly couldn’t wait to see what else he had in store for her.