Living Again (45 page)

Ben opened the front door and stepped back, letting Kayley in and shutting the door behind him. As she stepped away, he grabbed her arm, turning her around to face him. Taking her purse off her shoulder, he flung it to the ground, the contents scattering.

“Hey!” she laughed. “What…”

“I told you, every room,” Ben said, his voice deep and his expression scorching her. Her eyes widened and her body pulsed with need for him. Desire curled around them, filling up the room. He stepped forward, pressing her against the front door. “Screaming my name,” he reminded, his eyes dark with longing. Kayley swallowed, her throat dry and her pulse pounding at the raw sex that he exuded. She licked her lips, wetting them, and his eyes zeroed in on them. He leaned forward and bit her lip gently, and she gasped, feeling the sensation zapping her everywhere. “Remember the last time I had you against this door? I didn’t have you the way I’m going to have you now. Touch me.”

Kayley watched his intent gaze follow her as she put her hands on his chest, pulling his shirt off of his head. She sucked in her breath at the sight of his beautiful chest. No matter how many times she saw him, she could never stop the reaction she had to seeing him. “I love your body,” she murmured, leaning over and pressing kisses along his shoulders, neck, and chest. She leaned over, kissing the hard ridges of his stomach, feeling his slight hair tickling her nose. He ran his hands through her hair as she kissed down his body. She breathed in, smelling the intoxicating smell that was inherently him. Reaching the waistband of his jeans, she looked up at him. He smiled seductively, causing her stomach to flutter. Unbuttoning his jeans, she pushed them off his hips, smiling when she heard him suck in a breath. He hauled her to her feet and slammed her against the door, almost frantic as he reached under her shirt and flung it off, followed quickly by her shorts.

His eyes wild, he scanned her body, pressing himself against her in the most delicious way. She moaned, leaning against the door, her eyes closed. The sound fueled him further, and he kissed her frantically, sucking her lips, then her tongue, followed by biting her softly, then licking. His hands cupped her breasts, teasing and arousing as his mouth went down her neck, to her chest. He slid the bra straps off her shoulders, then used one hand to unclasp it from the back. Throwing it, he sucked one nipple into his mouth, his arm around her waist, holding her up against the door, and the other headed south, to her most sensitive area.

They both groaned in mutual ecstasy as his fingers found her though her small lace thong. He moved the scrap of fabric out of the way, moving his mouth to the other breast as he moved through her wetness. Kayley arched back as he explored her with his mouth and fingers, her senses everywhere all at once. She reached down and pushed his boxers off, taking him in her hands. As soon as she touched him, he growled and became more urgent, rocking his fingers into her. She rubbed his soft tip, feeling the moisture there. Running her hand slowly up and down his manhood, adding slight pressure, she felt it. His suckling, his fingers, touching him, it was all too much.

Standing back up, his lips found hers again, his other hand teasing her nipples as he made love to her with his mouth again. Just as hard and intense as he was before, he intensified their kiss, his tongue and mouth so consuming, she didn’t know where he stopped and she began. Her chest heaved with arousal and excitement, and she continued touching him, making him even harder than before.

Abruptly turning her around, he pressed her from the back. He rubbed himself along her backside, his hands around her, touching her everywhere. He moved both hands to her panties and pulled. She was shocked when she heard them tear, and he growled as he threw them to the ground. She reached around behind her to try to touch him again, but he gripped her hands and put them on the door, holding her there. She didn’t know who this Ben was- but she loved it. He was only driven by pure, hot need right now, nothing else.

“So. Hot,” he grunted, rubbing at her entrance. She whimpered, practically begging but unable to formulate any words. “What do you want, baby. Tell me.”

She leaned back against him, not able to move her arms but trying to move herself as close to him as she could. She opened her mouth, but nothing would come out. She panted, closing her eyes as he continued to rub himself right at her entrance.

“You don’t have any words for me? Damn, you’re so hot. I need you, I want you,” he murmured, letting go of her hands so he could run his down her body.

“I want you, now,” she finally forced her brain to connect to her mouth.

Ben kissed the back of her neck, his hands on her hips. Thrusting himself inside her, she immediately clenched and screamed. The sensation was too much. He felt so good, so right. He pulled her hips back and forth as he stroked in and out of her.

“Harder,” she spit out, leaning her forehead against the door. Ben groaned and happily obliged, pushing into her as hard as he could, over and over again. She felt the sensations building, knowing she wasn’t going to last much longer. She reached behind her and wrapped her arms around Ben’s head, pulling him as close as he could be. He panted into her ear, both of them moving in sync with each other. He ran his tongue along her ear, making her shiver. She started squeezing him tighter, and knowing her body, he knew she was close. He reached his hand around her, touching and feeling her so her slickness coated his fingers. He loved feeling himself inside her, and he took his finger and began rubbing her in circles as he continued the pace from behind, matching his stroke to his finger.

“Yesssss,” she bucked, putting her arms behind her and pulling him closer, into her. He gritted his teeth, trying to make it until she let go.

“Let go with me, baby,” he grunted, his voice like hot lava. The combination of his touch in multiple places, coupled with his words, sent her body convulsing on him, over and over and over. She felt like her body was freefalling out of a plane without a parachute. She closed her eyes as her body shuddered and let go, feeling him pulsing inside her, doing the same. They continued like this for longer than she could count, allowing their bodies to come down from the greatest high they had ever imagined.

Ben panted, feeling like he had just run a marathon. But, oh, my god was it so much better than that. He rested his head on Kayley’s shoulder, bringing his arms around her waist and holding on for dear life. He kissed her softly, relishing in the taste of her slightly sweaty skin. Sweaty from their lovemaking.

Suddenly, Kayley’s shoulders started shaking. “Kay? Are you okay? Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry, baby,” Ben turned her so she was facing him.

She shook her head, tears still pouring from her eyes but the hugest smile crossing her face. “No, no, babe. I- you- that was amazing. I mean, you have always been a fantastic lover. But that? Holy shit, Ben. You need to do that…again.”

Ben laughed, throwing his head back. “I missed you.”

“Well, then I need to make you miss me again,” Kayley said, wiping her tears.

“Oh no, never again am I going to miss you like that. But I will, however, do
that
whenever you want me to.” Ben raked his eyes up and down her gorgeous body, becoming aroused again. “Why the tears?”

“Happy,” Kayley said, her eyes roaming him as well. “So damn happy, I can’t hardly stand it. I wasn’t crying. My heart was leaking from my eyes. It’s so full. Thanks to you.”

“It’s going to be my mission in life to make it full,” Ben said huskily, touching her where he had just been. “Now, let’s move to the next room. I’m thinking kitchen.”

Kayley laughed, her eyelids fluttering closed as he teased her with his fingers. She didn’t think she could possibly be ready again after that, but maybe her body knew just a little better than she did. “K-kitchen?” she mumbled. “I may need to lay down after that. My legs may not hold me for a second round like that.”

Ben scooped her up like she was a feather, carrying her into the master bedroom. “In that case, kitchen later. I’m going to do some naughty, naughty things to you, Ms. Carson.” Sitting her on the bed, he crawled over her, pressing his hardness into her. She arched her back, wanting him. “Oh no you don’t,” he teased. “You don’t think you’re going to get that already, do you? I must make you really, really want it first.”

She writhed beneath him, trying in vain to put him where she wanted him. “Done,” she said, looking up at him with such longing, he almost gave in. But seeing her, laying here on the bed they had shared so many nights over the last several months, he wanted to take it really slowly this time, so her body remembered his kisses he gave it like tattoos branded on her skin.

Kayley opened her eyes to the bright sunlight, hearing her soft alarm playing next to her head. Wanting to groan but grinning like a fool instead, she stretched her arms and legs, turning side to side. She was so sore and completely exhausted after very little sleep, but it was delightful. She would gladly walk around with both of those things today after last night.

After he had made love to her almost excruciatingly slowly in their bed, he had moved her into the shower. Hitting snooze on her alarm, knowing she could push it just a little longer, she closed her eyes, relishing in the memory of last night.

“Time for the shower,” Ben had purred in her ear, running his tongue where he had just whispered. She shivered, and he laughed. They were sitting at the kitchen bar, feeding each other fruit, cheese, and crackers at 2am, starved after hours of love making, talking, and holding one another. Neither of them wanted to sleep, wanting to prolong the amazingness of this night. She thought they had probably spent
more
time kissing, passing food back and forth to one another, than eating. She loved every moment of it.

She took a grape in her mouth and then leaned over, hungrily sucking his lips in. When he opened, she rolled the grape in with her tongue. He accepted it and groaned, rolling it to the side of his mouth and continuing licking into hers. Finally pulling away, he crunched the grape, his gaze hot on hers.

She sat back in the barstool, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “So, let’s see how we’ve done tonight. First, at the front door. After, the master bedroom. Then, the couch. Is this the final act, the shower?”

Ben looked offended. “Last act? You think I don’t have enough stamina to last until we have to go to work? He wiggled his eyebrows at her, and ran his finger down her chest, successfully opening the robe she wore. Using his whole hand to push it off her shoulders, his face darkened with desire again.

“We could make it barstool next,” he said, using his thumbs to rub her breasts.

Kayley had no idea how in the world either of them were even still walking, much less still desiring to continue this, but she was just as hot for him as she was six hours ago. The way he touched her, looked at her, and made love to her, she may just lock him in her room for the rest of her life. She leaned her head over close to his ear. “But, I think I just may be dirty,” she purred, mimicking him by licking his ear. “Do you think you know how to help me with that?”

Ben sucked in a breath, blowing it out slowly through his teeth. “Maybe I like you dirty.”

“But I think being clean is really, really fun.” She walked her fingers down his abs until she got to his basketball shorts, where she knew he was going commando underneath. Taking hold of the waistband, she stood up, pulling him with her into the master bathroom. Letting the robe fall from her shoulders, she reached into the shower and turned on the water. Leaving it to warm up, she turned to Ben.

“These don’t belong in the shower,” she stated, taking control. She slid her hands in either side of the shorts and pushed them down, and just like that, they were standing in front of her bathroom mirror, looking at each other like they were a buffet and they hadn’t eaten in weeks. Ben pulled her closer, his hands tangled in her hair.

“I love every single part of your body. It was made for me. You were made for me.”

Her emotions a puddle on the floor, she tipped her face up. “We were made for each other.” She released him and stepped into the shower, curling her finger at him so he would come in after her.

As they stood under the water, they rubbed shampoo into each other’s hair, relishing each moment of this new experience. Kayley squirted body wash on a washcloth and used it to caress every part of her lover’s body. Moving slowly and sensually, Ben did the same, until they were both clean and very, very turned on.

Determined to take the lead, Kayley put her finger on his lips when he tried to kiss her. He frowned, and she smiled. Reaching down to cup him, his eyes widened. He reached out to touch her and she shook her finger at him.

“What are you doing, my love?”

“It’s my turn,” she said against his mouth, trailing her mouth down his body. The water from the shower ran down both of them, and she licked the water off his stomach. His breath hitched as she pushed him back against the built in bench seat. She continued her path, then took him in her mouth. He gripped her hair, smoothing it back as the water ran over both of them. Kayley reveled in the power she had over his body as he struggled to maintain control.