The sight of her lying on his bed, her shirt open exposing her pink lace bra and her little pink lace panties, took his breath away. He lay next to her, holding her; kissing his way down her neck, as he reached behind her and unhooked her bra. He kissed first one shoulder and then the other as he moved each bra strap away. She moaned with each kiss and flick of his tongue as he skillfully made his way toward her breasts.
She had run her fingers through his chest hair, down his abs and slipped her hand under the waistband of his boxers. She ran her hand down the length of him, cupping his testicles before moving her hand back up. She’d only been with two men, well maybe three but she really wasn’t sure about that last one. She’d gone out with friends and gotten very drunk just after Phillip had come out of the closet and then walked out of her life. She’d woken up naked, hung over and alone in a hotel room the next morning, not knowing whether she’d spent the night alone or with someone. It didn’t matter, she was sure that Ben had the biggest penis she’d ever seen.
He took her left nipple in his mouth, moving slowing to the right nipple. Her breasts were very sensitive and seemed to have a direct link to her vagina because just as yesterday, when Ben took her nipple in his mouth she was suddenly very wet.
At the risk of sounding like a broken record she whispered, “I’m wet and I need to get these panties off. How do you do this to me?”
Ben pushed one hand down her abdomen, following it with his lips, as he reached under the elastic and pulled the panties down and off. He didn’t think it was because of any expertise he had, but he thanked God for it as he moved his hand to cup that sweet wetness. He gently moved her thighs apart and kissed his way to the source of that wetness. She moaned and raised her hips slightly, as his tongue flicked in and out. She reached down, wrapping both hands in his hair urging him to move back up.
“Not yet.” He whispered. “You taste so good and I’m just not quite finished yet.” And he went back to the exquisite motion he’d been making with his tongue.
Suddenly she thrust her hips up and screamed “Oh my God, Ben, please.”
“That’s what I was waiting for,” he said, as he moved his lips and tongue up her abdomen, pausing at her navel before moving up to first one nipple and then the other. He pulled his boxers off and entered her. As she screamed his name again, he covered her mouth with his. It was like her orgasms came wave after wave, the next one starting before the last one was over. No one had ever given her multiple orgasms let alone waves of orgasms like this. Dear God if this was what sex with Ben was like, then maybe she understood Lila Crane’s obsession. But there was no time to think about that because another wave was coming.
He was enjoying the ride so much that he didn’t want it to stop. She was begging him to come. “Please, please, it’s your turn now.” It was so easy to make sure Lane was satisfied and he finally let himself go over. They lay tangled in the sheets and in each other’s arms. “My God, will making love with you always be like this,” he whispered, as he kissed his way from her lips to her neck and back again.
She moaned. “I don’t know. I thought it was you, I’ve never experienced anything like this before.”
He glanced at the clock. It was 10:30. They’d spent more than an hour making love and he knew she was going to feel the need to get up and go home soon.
A few weeks ago, she had stayed with him because it wasn’t safe for her to be in her house. He had held her as she slept, but they hadn’t made love. He wanted to feel her sleeping in his arms again. She had her head on his shoulder and was tracing circles around his right nipple with the fingers of her left hand. He felt a twitch. He was getting hard again. If she kept this up much longer no one would be getting out of bed any time soon.
She kissed his chest. “I have a question.”
“The future Mrs. Bellini can ask me anything,” he replied. He lifted her hand and kissed it.
“You’re a lawyer, how do you feel about prenups?”
Yes, he was a lawyer. One who was planning to make the trip down the aisle only once in his life. He knew she’d been hurt in the past and he understood that they each had their own money, but everything he had was hers, and he would do everything humanly possible to make sure she was happy for the rest of her life. There would be no divorce for them and without the possibility of divorce, there was no need for a prenup.
“Are you already thinking about divorcing me,” he replied, as he kissed the palm of her hand and then ran his tongue to the tip of her middle finger and he took it in his mouth. She moaned and he wiggled her engagement ring. “I love you. I promise I’m going to love you forever. I’ll never cheat on you.” He lifted her chin and kissed her. “I’ll never abandon you.” He kissed her again. “And I promise always to make sure you have at least two orgasms before I think about having one.” He bent his head and took her nipple in his mouth. “Well maybe not before I think about it. I’m already thinking about it,” he whispered, as he lowered her onto her back and moved to the other nipple.
God, it wasn’t fair. He knew what that did to her. She moaned as she rolled him onto his back and straddled him, taking him inside. She stroked twice and said, “That’s Okay, you won’t have to wait long. I’m already having one.”
He rolled her onto her back without missing a stroke. “I love you,” he said bending his head and taking a nipple in his mouth.
She wrapped her hands in his hair and screamed his name. For months now, he had fanaticized about making love with her. Imagined her writhing beneath him, screaming his name. Reality was far better, but already he wasn’t sure he could keep the promise he’d just made. The urgency he felt was overpowering. He moved to her other nipple. She thrust her hips up and moved both hands to grasp the sheets to prevent herself from scratching the hell out of his back as she screamed. Dear God, where was this coming from?
She whispered, “I need to be on top.” He put his hand on her back and rolled them over, as she pulled her knees up and raised herself to a sitting position. She put her hand in the middle of his chest and bent down to kiss him. “You’ve kept your promise. It’s your turn.” She bent close to his ear. “Come with me,” she purred, and then she moaned and took his ear lobe in her mouth.
His body was completely willing to obey. “It’s a promise I plan to keep at least once a day for the rest of my life,” he said, as he pulled her down to lay on top of him. He wasn’t ready to break their connection yet.
Hell, if the woman wanted a prenup, she’d have one. She could have anything she wanted, now and forever. Before he could say anything she’d glanced at the clock. “My God, it’s midnight. I need to go home. Tomorrow’s a school day.”
Chapter 18
WOW that’s some rock
Since the wedding plans were still in flux, Lane was glad she hadn’t given her boss, Al Edwards, notice about her upcoming marriage yet. Al himself had eloped two months ago, and while that alone meant that he understood all about quick weddings, there was no reason to tell him until she had some solid plans.
At 2:30 Lane packed up her laptop and left for the dentist. She registered with Rochelle, the receptionist, and sat down with her iPhone to read. Since Jess was auditioning for the Harts in Time trilogy, Lane had pulled the first book in the series from her archives and had started reading it again. When Lane read, it was as though the book was playing like a movie in her head, only now when she saw Kit and Kate, the identical twin sisters at the heart (no pun intended) of the story, they had Jess’s face.