Chapter 43 #3
She could tell she’d scored a point with that one, so she pressed her advantage.
“What I really want right now,” she explained as she continued to trace her nails along his scalp, “is to feel you inside me.” She gulped, marshaling her courage to speak words she’d never uttered before.
“If you really want, you can taste me next time.”
“Oh, I want,” Ben reassured, his tone dripping with lust, his eyes mirroring the same sentiment.
His eyes dipped down to her panties. Before she could predict what he was going to do, he slithered down her body and caressed her pussy with a long lick to her lace-covered slit.
Her eyes widened at the gush of moisture she felt pooling between her thighs. “Oh my God,” she moaned. Never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined the gentle abrasion of fabric could fire her up like that.
“I see you’re coming around to my way of thinking,” Ben teased. Maybe he’d managed to make her delirious with pleasure, but she could swear his eyes were twinkling again.
“You are a naughty man,” she restated, this time with a little more conviction.
“Only for you, beautiful,” he declared.
Call her crazy, but she couldn’t help but believe him.
Ben treated her to another one of his panty-melting smiles before returning his focus to the space between her thighs.
“You’re just so damn sexy,” he praised, as he nibbled at the skin around her panty line. As his mouth explored, he used his hands to caress the smooth skin of her thighs and hips.
“What happened to saving something for next time?” she asked breathlessly, her body still in hyperdrive.
Ben’s smile was positively sinful. “Let’s just call this a promise.”
Her breath caught when he tongued beneath the elastic of her panties, much the way he’d done with her bra.
Melody whimpered. Ben was making her feel so good it was almost painful.
“I think,” Ben mused as he lifted himself up enough to better maneuver, “that you’re wearing entirely too many clothes.”
Melody was in complete agreement. “I see you’re coming around to my way of thinking,” she teased, parroting back his earlier words.
Ben laughed. “Touché.”
Eager to divest herself of what little clothing she was still wearing, Melody lifted herself up until she and Ben were both sitting upright, facing each other. Keeping her eyes glued to his, she slowly reached behind her back to unhook her bra. She didn’t get far before Ben’s voice halted her.
“Don’t,” he requested, his voice husky. “Let me.”
Her hands dropped to her sides.
He leaned in and placed a warm, open-mouthed kiss just below the hollow of her throat. “I’ve been dreaming about this for a while now.”
She shivered at his revelation.
Gooseflesh spread across her chest and arms as Ben moved in closer and traced the sides of her body with his large, masculine hands.
She shivered when his fingers grasped the back of her bra, unhooking it with the ease of someone who knew what they were doing.
He took his time, sliding the straps over her shoulders and down her arms with slow, sensuous movements that only served to wind her up more than she already was.
He groaned when her bra slid off her breasts, revealing them in their entirety. He caressed the undersides, gently lifting them up and pressing them together. “These are a work of art more beautiful than anything I could have imagined.”
Melody smiled impishly. “You certainly know how to make a girl feel good about herself.”
“Oh, beautiful, you can rest assured that I want to make you feel very good,” Ben promised with a gruffness that made her shiver.
Ben’s fingers fiddled with the lacy scrap of her underwear. “May I?”
“Please do,” Melody entreated. She looked up at him from beneath her lashes, feeling bold but also a little shy. “Surely, you can tell how much I want you.”
Ben cocked his head to the side, the better to really see her. “I’m not taking anything for granted where you’re concerned,” he said as his gaze held hers.
Melody bit her bottom lip as the corners of her mouth quirked up into a smile. “So, you’re a naughty gentleman, it would seem.”
Ben’s eyes crinkled perceptibly as a smile lit his lips. “So it would seem.”
Melody reached her hands down her body until they were covering Ben’s. “Take these off of me,” she pleaded.
Ben curled his fingers around the sides of her panties and slowly slid them down her legs. “Your wish is my command.”
Her whole body heated at the way his appreciative gaze swept over her body. “Beautiful,” he said simply.
“Thank you.” There was so much tenderness in his eyes that she couldn’t bring herself to feel even a shred of self-consciousness. Maybe she would feel it later, but in this moment, all she felt was adored.
“Your turn,” she pronounced as she dropped her eyes to his belt buckle.
Ben didn’t waste any time, stripping out of his pants and briefs with impressive efficiency.
“Wow,” Melody praised as she took Ben in in all his naked glory. “I honestly didn’t think your body could get any better, but I’ve been proven wrong.” No wonder he was so confident.
“I can’t complain,” Ben said with a cheeky grin.
“No kidding,” she agreed as her eyes dipped back down to the impressive appendage flying high between his muscular thighs.
“I’m glad you aren’t disappointed.”
She snorted. She actually snorted.
“Are you laughing at me, Dr. McGuire?” Ben teased. “I take my clothes off for you and you laugh?”
Melody tittered. “No?”
Ben crossed his arms over his chest and huffed out a mock aggrieved breath. “Oh, I see how it is.”
Before she could guess what he was about to do, Ben launched himself onto her and tackled her to the ground. He then locked his mouth onto the side of her neck and blew a raspberry.
“Ahhh!” Melody squealed amidst bursts of laughter.
Ben’s smile was playful and just a little bit self-congratulatory when he pulled away from her.
Melody narrowed her eyes and looked at him thoughtfully. “I think I might have to revise my earlier assessment.”
“Oh?” Ben asked as his eyebrows rose in a silent question.
“Yes,” she said decisively. “You aren’t just naughty. You’re downright wicked.”
“Who? Me?” Ben posed innocently as he lifted one of her hands and proceeded to lay a gentle kiss on each of her finger pads.
“Yes, y—” Her words halted abruptly when Ben took one of her fingers into his mouth and began to suck.
He swirled his tongue around her finger and gave it a long lick before allowing it to pop out of his mouth. “You were saying?” Ben asked with a single, inquiring raised brow.
Melody blinked, momentarily speechless. It took her a moment to recover her words. “I feel like I’m only encouraging your wicked ways by admitting it, but I want you so much,” Melody revealed with a helpless laugh.
Ben smiled that heart-melting smile of his before taking her face in his hands, pressing his lips to hers, and proceeding to set her on fire again.
His kiss was full and possessive. His lips pulled at a thread deep within her, warming her and suffusing her with an unflagging need for him.
Somehow, she felt certain he wouldn’t be happy until she was fully unfurled and desperate for him.
Ben ran his hand up her sides and palmed one of her breasts, massaging it with just the right amount of pressure.
“Mmm,” she moaned, “that feels good.”
“Maybe I can make you feel even better.” Ben’s words were half tease and half prurient promise.
She sucked in a startled breath when he pressed her breasts together and started to suckle first one and then the other in rapid succession.
Her eyes popped at the incredible sensations that exploded in her core as he quickly alternated between her nipples.
Each pull sent moisture gushing between her thighs.
“Oh my God,” she keened when he managed to suckle both nipples at once. She was thrashing so hard she would have dislodged him had he been any less sturdy.
She wailed when he gently bit down on one of her nipples.
“Oh my God, Ben. Please,” she begged.
“Please what?” he prompted as his eyes met hers.
She was too aroused to feel embarrassed over her next words. “Please fuck me.”
Ben’s voice was husky and laced with potent desire when he answered her. “With pleasure, sweetheart.”
He ran his palms up the inside of her thighs and eased them apart with gentle insistence. He ran his thumb up her seam, collecting moisture, before drawing a damp circle around her clit.
Melody drew in a sharp breath when he pressed down on the nub of her pleasure gently, teasingly, before moving down to slide a strong finger inside her.
“God,” Ben groaned as he used his finger to explore her inner walls. “I love how wet you are for me.”
She moaned her pleasure while he continued to finger her. “That feels incredible.”
“I’m just getting started, sweetheart,” Ben revealed in a tone laden with gravel.
She cried out in both surprise and pleasure when he slid a second finger inside her.
It was Ben’s turn to groan. “God. You’re so tight,” he observed, withdrawing his fingers slightly before pushing them in deeper. “We’re going to need to loosen you up if you’re going to be able to take my cock.”
Melody whimpered her acknowledgment. Now that she’d seen him in all his naked glory, she couldn’t help but agree.
“Let me help you, sweetheart,” Ben appealed as he brought his thumb into play to caress her clit and outer lips. “Let me help you feel good.”
Melody rocked her hips experimentally.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” Ben encouraged. “Fuck my fingers.”
Unable to resist heeding his directives, Melody did as he bid her, pumping her hips up and down onto his hand.
“That’s right,” Ben instructed. “Use my fingers to make yourself feel good.”
Melody allowed herself to let go in a way she never imagined she could. She canted her hips this way and that, experimenting with different angles and depths, using Ben’s fingers to bring herself closer and closer to orgasm.
“Keep going,” Ben praised. “You’re almost there.”