Chapter 65 - Sarah
SARAH
‘Oh fuck, Sarah!’ Ben growled. ‘I… I’m going to, you should…’
I shook my head and kept going.
Ben was attempting to get me to stop because he was about to come in my mouth, but I didn’t care. If this was going to be the last time, then I wanted to have all of him.
‘Are you sure?’ he panted.
I nodded, continuing to slide him in and out with enthusiasm.
His dick was so hard, so big and so perfect. I loved how salty his tip tasted and watching Ben’s chest heave like he could barely breathe. Seeing how much I drove him crazy was the biggest turn-on.
Ben was always prioritising my pleasure, so this time I wanted to let him be the first to get off.
He fucked my mouth harder.
Faster.
And I loved every second.
Ben’s body tensed, his eyes rolled back, he gripped my hair and a strangled cry shot from his lips before his hot seed spilled into my mouth.
‘Mmm,’ I groaned, satisfaction flooding my veins.
I was glad that I’d done this. Despite knowing that it wasn’t the most responsible thing to do, given what I sensed Ben planned to tell me.
When I saw his serious expression earlier, I got the feeling that he was about to say he’d be leaving.
I’d been hoping that we were fine and I’d convinced myself that he’d be staying, but when I saw his face, he didn’t even need to say the words.
Somehow I just knew.
And the truth was, I wasn’t ready to hear him say it.
I didn’t want to let him go.
So I’d cut him off. I just wanted us to have one more perfect evening together. One that I’d remember forever. And what better way to do that than by having one wild, filthy night in the library. My favourite place in the world.
Once I’d swallowed, I slid him out, wiped my mouth, then looked up.
Ben was still trying to catch his breath.
‘That was… fuck, Sarah. That was the best head I’ve ever had.’
‘Why, thank you.’ I did a little bow as pride filled my chest. High praise indeed considering how experienced he was.
My ex always made me feel like I was useless in bed. Ben on the other hand always made me feel like I was a sex goddess.
Sometimes I caught Ben looking at me like he was in awe. As if he couldn’t believe that I was real. I knew the feeling because I was sure that I looked at him the same way.
I think that was what also made being intimate with him so much better. Because of the connection that went beyond the physical.
‘Now it’s your turn. Sit on my face,’ Ben growled.
‘What?’ My head snapped up and my brows shot to the ceiling.
Of all the things I was expecting Ben to say next, that was not one of them.
‘You heard.’ His voice deepened. ‘Take off your knickers. You’ve eaten, it’s only fair that I get to eat too.’
‘I thought you wanted to eat pizza and talk.’ I cocked my eyebrow.
‘Screw the pizza and the talking. Like you said, that can wait until later. I’ve got something much better that I’d like to devour.’
‘This is just like what happens in Illicit Delight!’
‘It is indeed.’
Ben had finished the sequel in two days and it looked like he’d taken notes too.
God bless the spicy scenes in romance novels.
‘Do you want me to beg, woman? Hurry up and bring that pretty pussy over here right now,’ he growled.
Ben didn’t have to ask me twice. I slipped off my knickers, then realised that if I kept my dress on, I might suffocate him.
Fuck it.
I might as well take everything off.
After removing my dress, Ben reached up and unclipped my bra in one swift move, sending it tumbling to the floor.
‘That’s better,’ he said, his eyes darkening.
Next, I climbed onto his face.
This was the first time a man had ever done this to me and…
‘Oh… shit!’ I cried out as I felt Ben take a long, slow lick between my legs.
That felt sooo good.
Ben lapped at my clit like he’d been promised a million pounds for every tongue stroke. He always ate me out with so much enthusiasm.
And I was totally here for it.
Each agonisingly exquisite lick and suck of my sensitive bud made my insides quiver. My whole body buzzed with adrenaline and left me gasping for air, but still wanting more.
In what felt like seconds, but was probably minutes, I could already feel my orgasm building, and it was way too soon.
Ben was an oral aficionado, so I always came quickly when he went down on me, but this time everything felt even more intense.
I didn’t know if it was because sitting on his face put me in a position of dominance, the fact that I was butt naked, doing something so forbidden in the library or everything combined, but I was so turned on.
I started riding Ben’s face like I was competing in the Grand National.
Ben gripped my hips, then lifted a hand away and slapped my arse.
I threw my head back in delight, loving the stinging sensation.
‘Again!’ I cried out.
Ben did as I asked and with every bum tap, a zing of excitement rippled through me and I rode him faster.
I tried to hold off the tidal wave that was building at lightning speed, but when he started squeezing my nipples, I knew there was no going back.
‘Oh Ben! Fuck, Ben! Fuck!’ I screamed like a wild animal as my orgasm tore through me.
Jesus.
Wow.
Completely zapped of energy, I slumped forward onto the floor behind him.
Then I worried that having almost my whole body resting on Ben might suffocate him, so I slid myself down so that my head was resting on his chest.
‘That was fucking incredible,’ I panted.
‘For me too.’ Ben licked my juices from around his mouth. ‘And even better doing it in real life than reading about it in a book.’
‘Amen!’
I’d really hit the jackpot. A man who not only enjoyed reading my favourite romance novels but was willing to learn from them and recreate those scenes to give me the same pleasure that the fictional characters enjoyed really was the holy grail.
I supposed expecting him to be here forever was asking too much.
My stomach sank and I tried to remind myself not to think about the future and just enjoy the present.
Easier said than done, though.
‘So should we clean up, then eat the pizza now?’ I asked. ‘It’s probably cold, but pizza always tastes good.’
‘Later,’ Ben said. ‘Now that I’ve eaten you out in the library, will you allow me the honour of letting me fuck you here too?’
‘Hell yeah!’ I said without hesitation. Pizza was great, but it couldn’t compete with Ben.
And as he buried himself inside me and fucked me right in the middle of the library, I was glad that I’d stopped him from having the serious conversation and we’d had this one last night together.
We could worry about tomorrow, tomorrow.
But for now, I was going to let Ben continue to fulfil my fantasies.
One orgasm at a time.