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Ben placed a kiss on her shoulder and pulled out of her. “I’ll
be right back.”

She sat on the step and watched him zip up his pants and
walk to the kitchen to dispose of his condom, cupping his dick in one hand and
holding his pants up with the other. She giggled.

He glanced over his shoulder and dark, brown eyes stared
back at her. Time froze momentarily while love burst from her chest. God, she
loved him so much. She closed her eyes for a second, soaking in every tingling
sensation rushing through her body. When she opened her eyes again Ben was
back, leaning over her, grinning.

“How about trying the bed next?”

She folded her arms around his neck. “My thoughts exactly.”

He covered her mouth with a very long and sweet kiss that
melted her from head to toe and everywhere in between.

“I’m sorry for being such an ass.”

He gave her a crooked smile. “Oh but you’re such a cute ass
I can’t help but forgive you,” he said, punctuating his words with a caress to
the body part in question.

She laughed, happy beyond belief, and pressed herself
tighter against him. They walked slowly up the stairs, arms around each other’s
waists, stopping only for another long, gentle kiss at the top of the stairs.
Then he hoisted her up, her breasts pressed against his muscular chest, her
arms encircling his broad shoulders as he held her.

She could have stayed in this manner forever—deliciously
aroused and insanely happy, kissing him until her lips became numb—but she
wanted more. She wanted all of him. Again. Bursting with love, she kissed the
corner of his mouth, and trailing her lips along his soft, bearded face, she
showered his eyelids with tiny kisses.
My God, is it possible to love
someone this much?
Yes! Oh yes! She wouldn’t have thought so a couple
months back, but now…

“I love you, Julia.” The intensity of his gaze, the warmth
of his touch and the softness of his voice sent waves of heat rippling through
her body. Shuddering, she tightened her hold on him, and closing her eyes, she
pressed her cheek to his.

“I love you too, Ben, so very much!”

He gave Julia a tight squeeze as he sat on the edge of the
bed with her still twined around him like a vine around a tree limb. He pulled
her back a little, locking eyes with her, then kissed her ever so gently. She
sighed deeply, taking it all in—the softness of his lips, his wonderful smell
and the aphrodisiac power of his touch as his hands moved up and down her back
with slow, steady strokes that set all her nerve endings aflame.

Ben had beautiful, capable hands and he sure knew what to do
with them, drawing an immediate and passionate response from her every time he
touched her. Toying with the hair tumbling down her back, he tugged it until
she opened her eyes again. “You’re so beautiful,” he said in wonder, love
oozing from him. “You had me dreaming of you from the moment I saw you.” The
emotion in his voice, more than the words, melted her insides, making her love
him even more.

“Make love to me, Ben.”

His dark, gorgeous eyes widened, and his nostrils flared up
as he leaned in. “I am,” he murmured, kissing her as he tumbled back on the
bed, taking her with him as they landed on their sides. Untangling herself, she
pushed his trousers and underwear down his hips and legs and swiftly straddled
his naked body. The sight of his broad chest covered with silky, dark hair that
hid small, brown nipples worked as a magnet, attracting her gaze. She lowered
her head and ran her tongue up one, then the other of his puckered nipples.
With a growl, he fastened his lips on hers and invaded her mouth with his tongue,
his cock pulsing under her wet pussy.

“I love it when you do that,” he rasped, shoving his fingers
through her hair. Cupping her head, he took her mouth and kissed her deeply,
sucking on her tongue until she all but came. “I can’t get enough of these luscious
lips of yours,” he said, chuckling. “I can’t get enough of you, period!”

This was music to her ears. A shudder of desire ran through
her body. “Glad to hear it.” She grinned as she wiggled her ass, nudging his
cock to her moistened entrance, then leaned down and sank her teeth into the
tender flesh of his hardened nipple. What control he had left snapped. He slid
his hands up her silky thighs and, grabbing her hips, hoisted her up before
dropping her on his quivering dick. She rolled her eyes in ecstasy. “
Aaah,
so good!
” She groaned and shimmied down his shaft, his hardness pushing
through her cunt as her inner muscles tightened around him, almost triggering
an orgasm. She breathed deeply before taking a bit more of him, stopping only
when her ass sat on his balls, then she reached behind and squeezed them. He
bucked upward and thrust deeper into her hot well, embedding himself in her to
the hilt. She threw her head back, cupped her breasts and prepared to give him
the ride of his life as she slowly undulated on top of him. She was in control
and that knowledge excited her. Aroused her. Tension built as her body ached
for release. His hands left her hips to cup her breasts, rolling her
pebble-like nipples between his fingers. She watched his bedroom eyes close as
he thrust again and again as hard as he could into her hot channel. She angled
herself, setting her foot by his hip, and pressed her finger to her clit.
Chanted moans echoed in the silent room as the smell of sex filled the air. She
was getting close. So close. She could feel the wave of a mega orgasm rapidly
moving through her. Pressing her palm to his solid chest, Julia spurred it on.

“Yes, that’s it, baby, come for me.” She opened her eyes and
found his still closed. By the set of his mouth and the deep tone of voice she
could tell he was as close to the edge as she was, though fighting hard not to
come.

She kissed his lips. “I want to come when you come.”

She watched his sultry gaze struggle to focus on hers. “I’m
not protected.”

Jesus!
She hadn’t even thought of protection. By now
millions of sperm could already be swimming upstream, trying to be first in her
womb. What if she got pregnant? Part of her brain warned her it was perhaps
premature to make a baby while his marital situation wasn’t sorted. But the
other part told her to go right ahead. What could be more wonderful than making
a baby with the man she loved above anyone else in the entire world? She needn’t
wait six months or a year to make a baby with him. She was ready.
I’ve never
been so sure of anything in my life
. But what about Ben? He might not be of
the same opinion and she would have to respect that. “I don’t care if you don’t.”

That caught his attention. His eyes locked with hers as he
stilled. He watched her for a few seconds, which seemed like a long time before
he smiled. “Let’s make a baby.”

Because his words matched her own feelings so completely,
she shrieked with delight and kissed his mouth with all the passion trapped inside
her. He pulled her against his chest and rolled with her, reversing their
positions on the bed before he started to move again inside her. Slowly.
Deeply. Her arousal revved up to high gear as she watched his semi-closed eyes
and the pleasure etched in his gorgeous face, matching her own, as he moved his
hips in a steady pace.

She didn’t know if a baby would be made today, but she would
forever remember this as the day they’d pledged their love to each other and
had committed to making a family together. And that was enough for her.

Ben continued to move, his rhythm harder and faster as his
cock thrust into her with fluid motion. She threw her legs around his waist,
heels pressing against his ass, her hands clasping his strong biceps, crying
out as he hit her clit time and time again, driving up her arousal to near
climax.

When her breath turned to pants and a staccato of yeses
passed her lips, Ben sped up the pace—their bodies slapping as his tongue
thrust with the same fury as his cock, their groans mingling in crescendo.

Her body belonged to him, as did her heart. “Ben,” she cried
out. “I love you!”

Tremors ran through him. She tightened her grip on his arms
and took his kiss. Her inner muscles began to spasm, squeezing his cock hard,
and she came, crying out his name. His cries joined hers a few seconds later as
he convulsed above her. When the last eruption left his body he collapsed on
top, his full weight pinning her to the mattress. She had never been so happy.
She heaved a sigh and kissed his hair. Enfolding him in her arms, she closed
her eyes.

“I love you, Ben.”

“And I you,” he murmured beside her ear.

She fought hard not to cry but a single happy tear left the
corner of her eye, ran down the side of her cheek and disappeared into her hair
before she could stop it.

Ben’s head popped up. He stared at her. “Are you okay?”

She nodded. He still looked unsure even when she smiled, and
by way of an explanation, she kissed him—a slow, deep kiss that told him all
about her love. Ben pulled out of her and, sliding an arm under her butt, he
rolled them on their side.

He kissed the tip of her nose and snuggled closer. “Thank
you for making me the happiest man on earth. I never thought life could get any
better than what I already had, but it has. A hundredfold.” He grinned, his
dark eyes brilliant. “And it’s all because of you.”

She melted as she immersed deeply into his eyes. “It will
only get better,” she whispered.

Strong arms pulled her in close. “I know,” he whispered
back, pressing his lips to hers.

 

The End

 

About Francesca St. Claire

 

I was born on a ship in the middle of the Indian Ocean. This
unique event set the scene for an exciting life of romance and adventure, basic
ingredients for my sexy short stories.

After having experienced life in six different countries,
I'm currently living in southern Europe with my incredibly supportive husband,
1 of our 5 children, and my beloved 14 years old cocker spaniel.

When not writing, I enjoy watching period BBC series,
trekking and baking for myappreciative family and friends.

As a new author with three books published in my first year,
and two more to be released in the next six months I'm grateful to my
publishers for having believed in me, and to readers and critiques for giving
me the incentive to continue to write.

 

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Electronic book publication February 2014

 

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