Chapter 43 #4
He released a sexy growl as she increased her tempo. “God, sweetheart,” he groaned. His voice was pure pleasure-pain if she’d ever heard it. “Keep going. I’m not letting you go until you come so hard you soak my fingers and your juices run down my hand.”
Melody lost it after that. Between his dirty words and the magic of his fingers, her mind was blanking on anything but the pleasure flooding her system. It had been such a long time since she’d felt anywhere close to this good that all she could do was chase the climax she felt building.
“I’m so close,” Melody whimpered. “I just need—”
She screamed when Ben hooked his fingers into what she could only guess was her metaphorical and hitherto yet-to-be-found G-spot. Pleasure crashed down upon her in waves.
“Oh my God. Oh my God,” she chanted as Ben worked her through her climax.
Her nipples tingled. Her pussy throbbed. She was spent, but also not ready for any of this to end. Sex with Ben was absolute magic.
“Holy shit,” she breathed when she started to come down from her orgasmic cloud. “That was . . . That was . . .” So incredible that words didn’t seem like they would suffice.
“Just the beginning,” Ben observed.
He held her gaze before bringing his hand up to his face and licking her moisture off his fingers. Ben’s eyes closed and a happy smile lit his lips.
“Delicious,” he observed as his eyes popped back open.
“Are you ready for more, sweetheart, or do you need a moment?” Ben asked.
She gulped but nodded. “I’m ready.” She cleared her throat, the better to regain the full strength of her voice after all the screaming and moaning she’d just done. “I want to feel you inside me.”
Ben’s smile was all man. “Just give me one second,” he said. He took a few long strides away from her and bent down to pull his wallet out of his discarded pants. He flipped it open and extracted a foil packet.
Ben ripped the packet open with his teeth and dropped to his knees. Melody stared, no small bit transfixed, as he rolled the condom down his impressive length.
Melody eyed him appreciatively. “Next time,” she said, “I want to taste you, too.”
His cock visibly bobbed up and down, as though nodding its excitement at the mere mention of the idea. Melody stored the information away for future reference.
Ben settled himself between her thighs and lined himself up with her. He cradled her face with one of his large but oh-so-gentle hands. “I don’t plan on ever letting you go,” he explained with passionate tenderness. “We have a lifetime to try it all.”
Ben brought his lips down to hers in a sweet kiss before easing inside her.
Melody’s breath caught as he edged inside her, inch by careful inch. He took it slow, allowing her body the time it needed to stretch in order to accommodate him.
Her breath caught when he finally bottomed out. She couldn’t remember anything feeling as good as the sensation of Ben’s length between her thighs, but she couldn’t believe how full she felt. No doubt, every single millimeter of her sheath was squeezing around his cock.
Her eyes flicked up to his as she took a couple of deep breaths.
Warm fingers caressed her cheek. “Just take a moment,” he soothed. “I’ve got you, sweetheart.”
She felt her heart contract at the way he looked down at her with so much care. A surge of emotion for this sweet, thoughtful man welled up inside her breast. Nothing had ever felt quite this perfect and she was sure that had something to do with how much she was coming to care for him.
Melody lifted a hand to caress his cheek in return. “I love the way you feel, buried so deep inside me,” she shared. Now that her body had had a chance to get used to his invasion, her pleasure was starting to build up again.
She flexed her pelvic floor muscles experimentally.
Ben groaned. “I do, too, sweetheart. I do, too.”
He pumped his hips into hers, making her groan at the intimate sensation of his cock massaging her inner walls. She writhed beneath him, wrapping her legs around his hips.
“Is this okay?” Ben checked in, his eyes searching hers. “Do you need another minute?”
Melody pumped her hips into his, drawing him deep inside her. “No.” she reassured. “I’ve had all the minutes I need.” She surprised herself by nipping his bottom lip. “What I need now is for you to take off the kid gloves and fuck me.”
His groan was music to her ears.
“I can’t tell you how many times I’ve imagined this,” Ben told her as he withdrew and filled her in firm, measured thrusts. “Imagined us together like this.”
Melody caught his eye before admitting, “Me, too.”
Heat flared in his eyes before his lips met hers in a drugging kiss. His kiss was sweet but, somehow, also a little feral. Melody loved it.
He locked her legs around his hips before giving in and fucking her with the intensity they both needed. She met him thrust for thrust, instinctively swiveling her hips every now and then to achieve an even more pleasurable angle. He felt so good, she couldn’t get enough.
“You have the sweetest pussy,” Ben growled against her mouth when a particularly deep thrust caused her to squeeze her inner muscles tightly around his shaft.
Ben slid his hand between their bodies and started playing with her clit, rubbing, stroking, pressing, and flicking by turns. Her inability to predict his actions drove her further toward the edge.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” Ben urged. “Let go.”
He thrust deep, sinking to the hilt, before withdrawing and pistoning his hips into hers again and again with just enough force to drive her wild. Her cries of pleasure rent the air as he fucked and fingered her like he’d been doing it all their lives.
“Come on, sweetheart,” Ben urged. “Come for me again. Let me feel you come on my cock.”
She cried out in surprise when he gave the bud of her clit a gentle squeeze, stimulating the bundle of nerves in a way she never imagined possible. Before she knew it, she was screaming his name as her body spasmed with the force of her orgasm. She saw stars brighter than the ones overhead.
Ben slammed into her with increasing force, his movements becoming a little jerky, until he collapsed on top of her with a guttural groan.
His labored breath fanned the hair at the side of her neck.
She barely had time to register the weight upon her before he rolled her onto her side, wrapped his warm, strong arms around her, and drew her close, spooning her back to his front.
She wrapped her arms over top of his and hugged him close. “That was . . .” Melody fought to find the right word while at the same time fighting to regain her breath. How did one even begin to put the most incredible experience of their life into words?
Ben dropped a gentle kiss on the top of her head before lowering his head until his warm lips brushed the shell of her ear. “Magical,” Ben murmured in a sated bedroom voice that sent soft ripples of pleasure flooding through her system.
As she lay cocooned in Ben’s arms, her body relaxed and spent, with a blanket of brilliant stars overhead, she couldn’t help but agree that “magical” sounded just about right.