Chapter 11
Catalina couldn’t believe her ears. Had Benjamin really said that he would help her without requiring any sort of payment? Who did something like that, particularly when he could have had anything in exchange for it?
At first, she’d thought that he’d changed his mind because he wasn’t really that attracted to her after all, but his massive erection extinguished that thought.
And his subsequent words had confirmed that he still wanted her.
She’d never met a man like him, one who didn’t corner a woman to get what he wanted, but rather stepped back and left the decision up to her. That drew her even more to him.
Inside her, she felt the need to be with him rise. For the first time in her life, she knew what she wanted. And she wanted Benjamin. Without a word, she gripped the waistband of his tuxedo pants and popped the button open. When she touched the zipper, he suddenly put his hand over hers.
She met his gaze. “I want nothing more than to sleep with you.”
His eyes changed. The light from the kitchen made them shimmer in a golden orange all of a sudden.
The sight conjured up an odd feeling of foreboding.
Was her sixth sense trying to warn her of something?
Maybe trying to tell her that there was a risk in starting something with Benjamin?
A one-night stand was one thing, but entering into a relationship was different.
There was danger in it, maybe not for her body, but for her heart.
But if she didn’t risk anything, she didn’t gain anything either. That was life!
Benjamin’s lips parted as if he wanted to say something, but he simply removed his hand from hers and allowed her to lower the zipper. While she shoved his pants and boxer briefs down his legs, he kicked off his shoes and freed himself from his clothing.
Catalina admired his naked form. He looked like a Greek God in human form. She ran her hands over his torso and down to his stomach. Then her hands brushed against his cock, and a gasp rolled over his lips. In that moment, she knew what she had to do.
She lowered herself down to her knees to bring her face to the same height as his erection.
When she looked up, she saw him watch her, his lips parted, his eyes like molten lava.
Without hesitation, she wrapped her hand around his thick root and licked over the tip of his shaft, before she wrapped her lips around it and took him deep into her mouth.
She felt him shudder.
“Fuck, babe!” he ground out as if he was clenching his jaw.
She reveled in his taste. He was all male, all power and strength.
Sensual and sexy. Feeling him surrender to her touch sent an unknown feeling of power through her.
As she began to move in a steady but slow rhythm, she held on to one hip so she could direct his movements.
He wasn’t like other men, who would have started fucking her mouth at this point, but instead followed her movements as if he were keeping himself on a leash so as not to take over. She appreciated it.
When he put his hands on her face, she looked up at him while she continued sucking him.
“You’re beautiful, baby.” He threw his head back, groaning, before he looked back at her again. “But I can’t let you do that for too long, because it feels too good.”
At his words, she increased her tempo, sucking him faster and harder now.
“Oh no, you’re not…” he cried out and suddenly pulled himself out of her mouth.
A second later, he’d pulled her up. He sank his lips onto hers, kissing her with even more passion than before, while he tugged on her jogging pants and shoved them down over her hips.
A moment later, he lifted her off her feet.
When she felt a soft surface beneath her back, she realized that he’d placed her on the bed behind the partition and freed her of her shoes, pants, and panties.
He rolled over her, and she spread her legs without any conscious effort, while he sank his lips back onto hers and thrust inside her, seating himself to the hilt.
All air rushed from her lungs, and she welcomed how he filled her, stretching her to her limits.
He began to move inside her, thrusting and withdrawing, first in a slow tempo, then faster and harder.
He ripped his lips from hers, and she drew in a welcome breath.
“See, that’s what happens when you suck me like that,” he said.
“You shouldn’t have stopped me so soon,” she whispered breathlessly.
She looked at him. His eyes blazed in a mix of red, gold, and orange, even though there was little light that reached this part of the room.
The sight conjured up a strange feeling.
She felt a tingling sensation at the crook of her neck and couldn’t stop herself from rubbing her fingers over it.
But the more she touched the spot, the more intense the sensation became.
“Something wrong, baby?” he murmured, slowing his thrusts.
“No, no… just something itching…”
“I’ll make it better,” he promised and sank his mouth on the spot.
He kissed her there, his tongue licking over the spot, soothing her need to scratch it. He continued licking her and sucking on the spot.
“You’re gonna give me a hickey,” she murmured, though she had no intention of stopping him.
Maybe it was because her attention was diverted, because Benjamin now shifted the angle with which he plunged into her and brought one hand between them to caress her clit. His touch was magical. He seemed to know instinctively what she needed without her having to tell him.
With every thrust and every caress, her arousal took on another dimension.
Her body heated from the inside, perspiration now covering her skin and his.
Every time their bodies came together, the contact was smooth and sensual and increased the pleasure that was building inside her.
Everything else moved into the background, only the two of them existed in this moment.
She could feel his hot breath on her skin, and his talented hands awakened every cell in her body.
“Yes, just like that,” she murmured, one hand on his butt, the other on his nape, where she caressed him.
All of a sudden, she could feel the approach of her orgasm. One more breath, and waves of pleasure washed over her. A moment later, she felt Benjamin’s cock spasm inside her. Warmth flooded her. It was different than the previous night, more intense, more real. That’s when it hit her.
“We forgot the condom,” she said, panicking.
She couldn’t afford to get pregnant. She could barely survive on her own. This couldn’t be happening.
Benjamin lifted his face from the crook of her neck and looked at her. He brushed his fingers over her cheek.
“You have nothing to worry about. I was born sterile,” he claimed.
Her breath hitched. Could she believe him?
“Catalina, baby, trust me,” he murmured softly. “It’s the truth. I would never put you or any woman in that kind of situation. Or are you worried about an STD?”
“Both,” she admitted, though a pregnancy scared her more than an STD.
“I’m completely healthy. You can’t catch anything from me.”
He was still braced over her, his cock still inside her. She searched his eyes, but found no duplicity in them. They shone in a bright blue again. For some reason or another, she believed him on both counts. There was something about him that inspired confidence in her. And trust.
“I believe you,” she finally admitted.
He pressed a kiss to her nose, then withdrew his cock from her and swung himself off the bed. For a second, she thought he would reach for his clothes and get dressed, but he pointed to the door.
“Let me just get something from the bathroom.”
She nodded. He was gone only for a minute before he was back with a washcloth and a small towel in his hand. He sat down on the edge of the bed and bent over her.
“I’d better clean up the mess I made,” he said with a smile.
Gently, he pressed the washcloth to her pussy, and she realized that he’d soaked it in warm water. He cleaned her with tender movements before he dried her with the towel. Then he set the two items aside and joined her in bed. He pulled her on top of him, then drew the duvet over them.
“I’m too heavy,” she protested.
He put his arms around her. “You’re perfect. I love your weight on me. Besides, that way I’ll notice when you run off again.”
“I live here. I’m not gonna run off.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
He pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “I enjoy being with you. I hope you don’t mind if I stay here with you tonight.”
She felt a smile spread on her lips and lifted her face to look at him. “I thought men preferred to leave once they’ve gotten what they wanted.”
“You think that’s all I wanted? A quick romp?” He laughed out loud. “Don’t get me wrong—I very much enjoyed you sucking me—but I’ve barely started. I want a lot more.”
“More sex?”
“More than just sex.”
He shifted, rolling her off him so he could pin her underneath him.
“I admit that I love sex, and that I love it even more with you, but that’s not all.
I want to get to know you. I want to know what makes you tick.
” He paused for a second and brought his face closer to hers.
“But right now, I think you need another lesson about what will happen when you suck a man like you did.”
“What will happen?”
“His cock won’t give it a rest…” he explained. “And he’ll have to punish you for making him want to beg you for more of it.”
His words filled her with a new sense of power and satisfaction.
“Why do I think that what you’re planning isn’t gonna feel like punishment?” she teased.
“That’s because you’re a very naughty girl who loves punishment,” he said and slanted his lips over hers, preventing her from replying.
She welcomed his kiss. Was Benjamin a sign that the bad luck that had plagued her and her brother was coming to an end? Was this finally a glimpse of hope for a little happiness in her life?