Chapter 35
Ben helped Mylie tie up the boat, and they dumped their fishing supplies on the dock. It was nearly midnight, but Ben got
the sense that Mylie wasn’t quite ready to call it a night as they walked back toward their respective houses.
“Do you want to come over?” Ben asked, catching her hand as they walked.
Mylie nodded. “Yeah,” she said. “I do.”
They walked wordlessly back to his house, and he let them inside. He wondered whether he should offer her something to drink,
or at least find something to say that would make this less awkward, but before he had time to say anything, Mylie pulled
him down to her level and kissed him.
It had the same fire their other kisses had, but this time, there was an urgency, a need, behind it that he was eager to meet.
“Take me to your bedroom,” Mylie said.
“Are you sure?” Ben asked her.
She kissed him again. “Yes.”
Ben pulled her up the stairs, hardly able to control his hands and mouth that desperately wanted to explore every part of
her. When she sat down on his bed and looked up at him through her lashes, he let go of any doubt, any waning control he had,
and pressed himself down onto her.
She moaned and grazed Ben’s bottom lip with her teeth, and the growl that escaped him startled them both. As Mylie reached up and tugged at his shirt, he allowed her to pull it off, and they began undressing each other between heated explorations.
Ben trailed his tongue down her chin and into the hollow of her collarbone. She arched her back when he encircled her nipple,
cool in the warmth of his mouth. Jesus, everything about her was perfect. He wished that his mouth wasn’t so preoccupied so
he could tell her.
Mylie writhed beneath him, and he couldn’t help but laugh into her skin.
“Be patient,” he murmured.
But Mylie wouldn’t be patient. She put her hands flush across his chest and shoved him up until he was lying on his elbow
beside her.
“What are you doing?” Ben asked.
“I want to be on top,” Mylie said. “Lie down.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Now it was Mylie’s turn to work her way down his body, her hands and mouth wasting no time, and he had to admit to himself
that it wasn’t as easy to stay still when he was on the receiving end. He idly wrapped a hand around her ponytail and then
tugged at the cloth band holding it in place, her hair cascading all around her.
He inhaled sharply when she gripped his thighs and took him, all of him , into her mouth. Mylie stopped for a moment to look up at him, her eyes glinting with something feral, and it sent Ben’s
senses soaring.
Just when Ben didn’t know how much longer he could control himself, Mylie paused, sitting up and settling herself on top of
him. She looked into his eyes.
“I need to feel you inside of me,” she breathed.
She grasped her hand around his cock, guiding him into her, and it was all Ben could do to grasp her hips as she rode him, back and forth, until he had to close his eyes with the pleasure of it all.
By the time he flipped her over onto her back, they were both glistening with sweat. Mylie wrapped her legs around him and
clawed at his back as he crashed into her, until they both cried out and he collapsed, his mouth finding hers.
“I didn’t know it could be like that,” she said later as he held her in bed. “I didn’t know I could be like that.”
Ben grinned. “I think there were a lot of things neither of us knew until recently,” he said.
“I should probably go home,” Mylie replied. “What time is it, anyway?”
“It’s too late to go home,” Ben replied, squeezing her tighter. “Stay.”
Mylie wiggled around so that she could face him. “Do you want me to stay, or is that just something you’re saying to be polite?”
“When was the last time I was polite to you?” Ben asked, kissing her.
“Okay,” Mylie agreed. “I’ll stay. But I’ve got to be up early so I can sneak in the house and get ready for work.”
Ben laughed. “Like we’re back in high school.”
“This never happened in high school,” Mylie reminded him.
“I guess that means we have some lost time to make up for,” Ben said, pulling the covers over his head. “We better get to
work.”