Ben (The Sherwood Series Book 3)

by Lee Wardlow

  “Face it, brother, she was faster than us both.”

  “Not anymore,” he declared. “That cow couldn’t beat me in a race if I gave her a ten-minute head start.”

  I clenched my teeth and braced myself. Disa turned her head towards AJ. The only time Disa lost her temper was when people were mean, and she was friends with Daisy. “That isn’t nice, AJ.”

  “Don’t mind him,” Heath informed her. “AJ has hurt feelings still. She broke his heart when they left for college. He thought they were forever. Daisy had other ideas.”

  AJ shook his head at Heath.

  Disa frowned. “Neither of them is married,” she said. “Maybe they should give it a second chance.”

  “Don’t you start,” AJ informed her, shaking his forefinger at her. “I don’t need that kind of trouble.”

  She chuckled at him.

  Then it got quiet except for the sound of Asia taking her bottle. While Heath was wild looking with his long hair and beard, my brother AJ was clean cut, clean shaven. It suited his position. On weekends, he might let his beard go until Sunday night or Monday morning.

  He wore dress pants every day of the week. At least I could wear jeans to the plant. AJ was meticulous about his attire. His pants were neatly pressed, so they had a crease in the front with button down shirts that were equally prim and proper. He liked his desk job. He wore contacts and sometimes his glasses. So, this dark side to him, surprised me.

  Sure, he was a big man like all Hatfield men were. He was like stone most of the time. AJ rarely smiled. He was gruff and intimidating but still he was an accountant. A big nerdy man who loved numbers. The glasses really made him look like an accountant except for the physique. The man was built like the linebacker he was in high school and college. He was a tank. While AJ had size, Heath had crazy. A quiet fierceness that spoke of his strengths.

  Now, I wondered what they were up to. Was Jameson a one-time thing? How much did Dad know about their antics as Sherwood’s vigilante duo?

  “We should get going, Heath,” AJ informed him.

  My brother rose with my daughter. He cradled her carefully in his big hands. Then he kissed her forehead. The more I saw him with Asia, this different side of him came out. This tender side that few ever saw of Heath Hatfield.

  He handed her to me. Then he looked at Disa. “Don’t worry,” he told her. “We’ll take care of everything.”

  We walked them to the door. We stayed inside watching them head to Heath’s truck because the evening air was cold, and I was holding Asia. Disa glanced up at me. “Should I be concerned about what they are going to do?” She asked me.

  “Yes,” I replied but I couldn’t tell her anything else because I had no clue about what they were up to.

  We closed the door. I carried Asia to her room and put her down. Then I met Disa in the hallway. “I’m going to shower, she said.

  “I’ll meet you in bed,” I told her.

  I undressed to my boxers and crawled beneath the cool, cotton, sheets. I could hear the water running in the bathroom just on the other side of the wall. I closed my eyes trying to unwind but images of a naked Disa swam behind my closed eyes. I wanted to join her in the shower but that wouldn’t do. She wasn’t ready for that yet.

  A sigh escaped me. A heavy, frustrated sigh. I hadn’t been with a woman in nearly a year. A long stretch for me. It couldn’t be just any woman. I wanted to be with the woman in the shower.

  I hadn’t realized that the water was off now or that Disa was in the room with me until she cleared her throat. I opened my eyes. She was standing inside the door, wearing only a towel. Her hair was piled on her head secured with one of her many hair bands.

  “Do you need a shirt of mine?” I asked. I started to get up and she stopped me cold with her words.

  “No, I don’t.”

  My legs hung over the side of the bed. My hands were gripping the edge of the mattress ready to push myself to a standing position when I glanced up at her. “You don’t? That’s right, you have a nightgown or pajamas in your suitcase.” I remembered.

  “I don’t,” she replied. The corner of the towel that was tucked in at her breast came undone so easily when she pulled it loose.

  Disa dropped the towel to the floor and stood in front of me bare and unashamed. I can honestly say that I forgot breathing was a necessity. She was stunning, more beautiful than I could have thought possible.

  “Say something, Ben.” Disa’s voice was soft and afraid now. She twisted a loose curl between her thumb and forefinger.

  “I can’t speak,” I whispered. She chuckled at me. “I don’t know what to say.”

  She smiled at me. Then she walked to me and stood at my feet. Her pretty, pink painted toes touched mine. She reached out and caressed my face, rough with a couple days’ worth of whiskers.

  Honestly, I was afraid to touch her. Afraid this was all a dream and if I touched Disa, she would vanish, and I would awaken.

  “Ben, I want you to show me how it could be between us,” she said. She picked up my hand and guided it to her waist. I was grateful she didn’t put it anywhere else. I exhaled sharply.

  My thumb rubbed across the soft firmness of her skin. My eyes traveled the length of her. She glistened like silk, like she felt beneath my fingertips.

  Her waist dipped in where my hand rested. Her breasts were in my face and oh boy were they enticing me. “Baby why are you doing this? You’ve waited this long. Wait until we’re married.”

  She sighed. “That sounds wonderful, but I don’t want to wait a moment longer. Ben, seeing Elder Ron today…hearing my parents are dead, reminded me that I don’t know what tomorrow will look like and I don’t want to live my life and never know what being with you is like.”

  I laid my forehead against her belly. I wanted this more than anything, but I wanted her to do it for the right reasons. “Disa, we can wait,” I reassured her and kicked myself in the ass for saying so.

  “We can but I don’t want to.” She choked on her words when she replied. I didn’t want her to cry. “Ben, don’t you want me?”

  I tugged her roughly to me, gripping her arms in my hands fighting with myself about what I wanted and what was right for her and for us.

  I laid Disa on the bed and hovered over her. “I want you so much I can’t stand it but Disa, I don’t want you to regret this. I want to do this the right way for you, for us because baby, I love you so much.”

  She was pinned beneath my weight. Unable to move but one arm. She used that to reach out and caress me. That was my undoing. I crushed my lips against hers. Disa pulled me closer. I dragged my lips across her cheek. Trying to regain control. Not wanting her first time to be like this, out of desperation and fear of a man we had run into in the park.

  I wanted it to be because we loved each other and no other reason. I breathed into the skin of her neck; her soft scent of flowers overwhelming me, making me ache that much more for her.

  “Disa,” I groaned.

  “Ben, I want this,” she whispered. “I want you.”

  I pressed my lips to her neck and she purred like a kitten. She was naked in my arms making wanton sounds without me even touching her. How could I resist?

  I raised my head and looked at her. “Ben, touch me. Please Ben. I don’t want to wait anymore,” she begged. Her eyes searched my face, waiting for me to make the first move.

  My hand snaked down over her collarbone to her chest. I rested my hand above her breast but my eyes they never left her face while my lips hovered near hers.

  I let my fingers trace with agonizing slowness between her breasts, teasing her. Disa growled at me. I chuckled then kissed her sweet lips. She nibbled on my lower lip, biting gently.

  She almost shot me off the bed when she reached between us and stroked me again. My eyes flew open, hers remained closed. Her palm was flat against my cock that was only semi-rigid until her touch on me.

  Slowly, my eyes closed, and I let her explore me while f
eeling like my entire body was on fire. The nerves just below the surface of my skin were sparking, anticipating her next move. She slipped her hand inside my boxers and caressed me bare.

  “You’re so soft,” she groaned, her hand sliding up the length of me.

  “Hardly,” I ground out between my clenched teeth.

  “Ben,” she said my name and I knew she was smiling. “That isn’t what I meant.”

  “I know,” I replied becoming more pleasantly, uncomfortable in her hand. I brushed my lips across Disa’s. “I want you to be sure of this.”

  “Ben, are you sure of this? Of us? One day are we going to get married?” She asked me.

  I didn’t hesitate. “You bet your pretty ass we are.” I responded then I kissed her again and again. I wanted to consume her. Make her mine.

  I had no doubts about her and I being together for the long haul. I had lost her once because of my stupidity. I wouldn’t repeat that mistake twice. “Disa, I won’t let you go again,” I warned her.

  “Then make love to me,” she declared. “I want you to be my first and my last. You are everything to me Ben. I want this tonight and tomorrow and the next night too.”

  “Slow down,” I whispered to her. “Just slow down.”

  I was suddenly nervous. I didn’t know where to begin. I wanted to give her pleasure first because I knew the actual act of making love would hurt her the first time.

  I moved away and lifted her, moving Disa into the center of the bed. I pressed kisses to her shoulder. I could feel her watching me, unsure of what I was doing. Unsure of what to do herself.

  “Relax,” I explained. “You’ll enjoy this.”

  I licked my lips and let the moisture on my tongue glide across her nipple as I traced circles around and around her breasts until she clutched at my head holding me to her. I could see her breath quicken. I could hear the little sounds of pleasure coming from her throat.

  I let my teeth glide gently over her sensitive nipple until she was squirming. I moved down pressing my lips in a line down the middle of her belly.

  “Where are you going?” She sounded breathless. I glanced up at her, halfway down her stomach just above her belly button. I winked at her.

  “You’ll see,” I told her.

  She rose up on her elbows watching me with a mixture of curiosity and concern. Soon she wouldn’t be concerned. Soon, Disa would be begging me to make her come.

  My tongue traced circles around her belly button. I was inching my way lower, giving her time to get used to the idea that I was going to lick her where she had never been licked before and she was going to love it.

  Her belly rose and fell beneath my lips as her excitement grew. Anticipation was half the fun. “Ben,” she moaned as I moved further down settling between her legs on my stomach.

  “Relax, love,” I told her.

  She nodded then she swallowed. I pushed her legs wider apart. I loved every inch of this woman as I gazed at her spread, ready for me to feast on her delectable body.

  I glanced at her and thought she was holding her breath. I kissed her inner thigh and she exhaled. If she hadn’t I was going to inform her she needed to breathe, or we weren’t going to get much farther because she was going to pass out.

  I touched her with my fingers and her head tilted back on her shoulders. I watched her chew on her lower lip as her eyes closed. Then, I slid my finger inside her warmth and she flopped back on the bed letting her arms go out from beneath her.

  I stroked her gently. “Are you okay?” I asked.

  She nodded.

  “Can you talk to me?” I asked.

  She shook her head no.

  I chuckled at her.

  I kept stroking Disa and when she least expected it I let my tongue caress her clit. “Holy shit, that feels amazing,” she gasped.

  In all the years, I had known Disa, I had never heard a curse word come from her sweet lips. I chuckled at her then I stroked her again and her hand flew to my head. She tangled her fingers in my hair. I wasn’t sure if she was trying to push my head away or pull me tighter to her.

  “Ben,” she moaned my name with such sweetness that I knew she was enjoying this.

  “I got you, baby,” I informed her.

  She nodded.

  I let my tongue slid against her warm, wet skin while my fingers rhythmically fucked her. Her legs were already trembling around me.

  “Disa, play with your nipples,” I commanded. My breath hot against her opening.

  Her head shot up and her eyes blazed with confusion and need. “Play with your nipples,” I told her between strokes of my tongue.

  She laid her head back against the mattress. She licked her lips then she rolled her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and it was a beautiful thing. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. She was an angel like this.

  Her cheeks were flushed pink as she got closer to orgasm. Her legs trembled hard around my body. Her back arched off the mattress and her stomach muscles coiled with need. I knew she was damn close.

  “Come for me, Disa,” I told her.

  I received a low moan of pleasure as a response. She released her nipples and her arms went over her head. She turned her face into her left arm. She was nearly biting her bicep to keep from screaming so she didn’t wake Asia.

  I sucked her clit into my mouth and sucked hard. “Ben,” she gasped my name with a low moan following it. Then her body gave way to me. She throbbed against my tongue and I didn’t release her until she begged me. “Ben, stop, please, stop.”

  I kept my finger against her throbbing, aching body and moved up beside her. I kissed her lips, knowing she would taste herself on my own lips.

  She cupped my face between her palms. “Oh my gosh, that was the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me,” she whispered against my mouth. “I feel like I’m floating on air.”

  “I’m afraid that is the best part about tonight,” I told her.

  She nodded. “I know the first time will hurt Ben but being connected with you will be worth it.”

  I leaned over and got a condom out of the drawer.

  “One day, I don’t want to use those,” she told me.

  “One day, when Asia is older, we won’t,” I promised her.

  I slipped out of my boxers and got between her legs. She was fascinated with my body as I was with hers. She sat up and stroked me. Touching my chest first. My stomach and letting her fingers slide down to my cock. She encircled it with her tiny hands and stroked me while I held the condom waiting for her to get her fill of me.

  She wanted to put her mouth on me and I stopped her. “Disa, I can’t. Not tonight. It’s been too long.”

  She nodded. “Then show me how to do this. I want an excuse to touch you.”

  She took the condom from me and I showed her how to put it on me. She was eager and curious, and I loved her more than I thought was possible. I laid her down against the pillows needing to be inside her then I covered her with my body.

  I brushed some hair from her face so I could see her clearly and so she could see me. “I love you,” I told her.

  “I love you, too.”

  Disa’s sweetness and innocence was obvious. I couldn’t believe I was this lucky to get another chance with her after everything that had happened.

  I buried my face in her neck and teased her opening with my cock, sliding in gently. She gasped when I was no more than an inch inside her, so I slowed down letting her get used to my body entering her for the first time.

  She clutched at my back, holding me, holding on. Her breath was warm against my ear. I moved my weight up on my hands and moved inside her, inching in further each time. Her eyes were closed tight, and her teeth were clenched at first. I almost laughed at her expression.

  “Disa, baby, open your eyes,” I told her.

  Her eyes slowly opened, and she gazed at me. “This isn’t so bad,” she said. “It feels really good.”

  I pressed further, again
st her barrier and her eyes opened wider. “Want me to stop?” I asked.

  “No,” she replied if a little shaky.

  Her body felt so damn good wrapped around mine it was difficult to keep going so slowly. Disa moved her hands down to my waist holding me closer, urging me to go deeper, wanting me to break through. I kept this slow, steady pace hoping it wouldn’t be so bad for her first time.

  “Ben, get it over with,” she declared. I was frustrating her. I hated this part. I had never been with a virgin, but I knew it wasn’t pleasant.

  I thrust hard and fast and she gasped. I crushed her with my weight and held her close. I stopped moving. “Are you okay?” I asked.

  She nodded. Then Disa kissed my shoulder. I moved gently inside her knowing she could still be hurting a little. She wrapped her legs around my waist and moved with me. “Not hurting anymore?” I asked.

  “No,” she breathed. “I’m good.”

  Our bodies moved as one together. I had never thought sex could be like this. To me it had always been about satisfying my needs. Scratching that itch. This was a whole new experience for me making love with a woman that I had feelings for. It was scary as hell, but I loved this woman, I reminded myself and we would be just fine.

  Disa clutched at my back, her fingers digging into the muscles beneath my skin pushing away all the bad thoughts. The room was quiet except for the sound of our increased breathing and our bodies joining as one. I tugged her closer feeling the release coming at me hard and fast.

  Her hands moved down over my ass. I thrust harder causing Disa to groan near my ear. I kissed her neck. Then I pushed up on my hands again needing to go deeper inside her. She moved her hands up to my chest and over my shoulders. Her fingers on my skin created a shiver that ran down my spine. I tilted my head back on my shoulders and felt the need to come wash over me.

  I nearly roared when I came. Disa’s eyes were wide waiting for the baby in the room next to mine to start crying. Then she pulled me to her and kissed me with a fierceness that surprised and amazed me. Disa was passionate and loving. When she released me, I laughed with her “That was an amazing experience,” she told me. “You are lucky you didn’t wake your daughter.”