“If someone is trying to kill me, then I want to have tonight with you. I promise I won’t ask for more, or expect wedding bells and picket fences. But tonight, just tonight, I want you.”
“Laney you’re killing me. I want to be with you, but after the night you’ve had, maybe you should sleep on it.” Damn being the good guy was hard, but if anyone deserved it Laney did. When she nodded sadly and closed the bathroom door, I knew I’d done the right thing.
I wanted Laney, badly. But this shit was serious. After hearing a more detailed description of her research, I knew things would get worse if I didn’t hurry up and find the source of the leak. Not that it mattered so much who it was anymore. The fact that at least one foreign government knew what she was working on meant others did as well. I fell back on my own bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking about how I could keep her safe. And her research.
This sexy little woman would change the world, and it was up to me to keep her alive so she could do it. No pressure.
“Bennett.”
I looked up and choked. “Shit, Laney.” She stood in my doorway wrapped in a big green towel that highlighted her curves.
“I’ve thought about it,” she stepped inside the room, and I swallowed hard. “And I know my own mind. I want you like I haven’t ever wanted a man.” She untucked the towel at her cleavage and let it fall to the floor. “So I want this. I want you. Tonight.”
“Be sure Laney. Be sure, because if I touch you, I’m not going to stop.” Oh hell, I knew I wouldn’t be able to, not after taking in those plump pale tits. “Raspberries,” I moaned, looking at her nipples. And fuck me that strip of red just above plump pink lips made my mouth water.
“I know it’s very anti-feminist of me to say this, but when you talk all rough and dirty like that, I get damp between my thighs.”
I groaned at her words, gripping her waist and pulling her down onto me. “So you’re saying dirty talk makes you wet? Let me see.” I slid one finger between her pussy lips, pulling a groan from her. “Yeah, nice and wet. Swollen too.” She cried out when I pinched her clit. “Tell me you want this Laney.”
“I want this Bennett. I want you.” Her gaze was steady, lips slightly parted as she looked down at me. “I want it all.”
My mouth slammed against hers and the kiss went on and on for endless minutes as she ground against me, her body seeking out pleasure she couldn’t voice. Couldn’t contain. Her hands roamed my body in hungry, eager strokes. “Laney.” Flipping our positions so I was on top, I took off my shirt, feeling a swell of masculine pride at the way her eyes flared when they landed on my body. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
“So are you,” she said, fingertips grazing my chest, my abs with reverence.
“You about ready for that kiss I promised you in the bar?” I didn’t wait for an answer, I put my lips where I told her I would start and kissed down her neck, suckled her tits until she groaned. Back and forth until the sounds she made were little more than noises. When I got to one ankle, I switched legs and she laughed.
“Who would have thought there were so many erogenous zones?”
Her wonder told me she had even less experience than I thought, so I slowed down, kissing her thighs, barely licking over her folds. Her hips bucked off the bed and when my tongue slid between her pussy lips and touched her clit, she cried long and loud. My attention focused on her sweet, molten core as I licked and sucked and nibbled. “Tell me how it feels Laney.” Her body told me enough, but I wanted her present for every fucking moment.
“It feels like the best thing in the world. Your tongue is cooler than my body, wet and scratchy but in a good way!”
That’s what I wanted to hear as I sank one finger inside her body, swirling my tongue around her clit as her body climbed higher and higher towards her climax.
“Oh my goodness Bennett. Yes, oh yes!” Her hips moved faster and faster, my tongue and mouth working in tandem until she froze, squeezing my finger as her juices flooded out of her. “Damn that was…wow.”
“You’re beautiful when you come.” I licked my lips and heat flared in her gaze. “Sweet too.”
“Really? I think, no, I know I would love to do that to you.”
“Are you offering me a blow job?” This was the strangest conversation I’d ever had with a woman I just made come.
She nodded. “Yes but from what I’ve seen it’s more of a sucking and licking job, right?”
I groaned at her words and my cock twitched in my pants. “Get me naked Laney.”
Without a word she unfastened my pants and shoved them to the floor, taking off my shoes and socks until I was completely naked. “Oh yes, you are a sight to behold.”
“Laney,” I groaned, hissing when she gripped me in one of her small capable hands.
Delaney
My hands felt so small wrapped around the long thick length of him but I was fascinated by the texture. “Your skin is so soft and velvety, but then,” I gripped him harder, “it’s hard like steel underneath.”
“Laney,” he groaned, abs breathtaking as they flexed under the effort of him straining to hold back. His reaction made me feel strangely powerful.
“Show me how you like to be held.” Like everything else I did, I wanted to excel. When his big hand landed on top of mine, bringing my fingers tighter around him, I felt my own body tighten and drip moisture. “Th-that’s not too tight?”
He shook his head, and let his hand relax and fall away. “Perfect,” he ground out.
A small bead of moisture appeared at the slit of his cock. I leaned forward and swiped my tongue across it, drawing a wicked sound from Bennett. Salty and different, but I found it intoxicating so I wrapped my lips around the head of his shaft and sucked.
“Ah, Laney,” he groaned and one hand tangled in my hair.
I waited to see if he would push my head down like I’d overheard girls talking about, but he didn’t. His hands responded to my mouth, like a nonverbal sign of what he liked. I sucked harder and his hands tightened and when I took him deeper until that leaking slit hit the back of my throat, his hands relaxed but his whole body went tight. Shockingly, it turned me on too. The more my mouth worked him, the hotter and wetter my own body became. A moan escaped, vibrating through him and he growled. He actually growled!
“Fuck Laney. Oh yeah!” His hips began to move on their own, thrusting him deeper into my mouth and I tried to take him all the way in, only choking a little.
His sack was tight and heavy as I held it in my hand, massaging and tugging. Goodness the sounds he made were erotic and I couldn’t wait to have him inside me. I pulsed and throbbed for him, words I thought only applied to bodice ripper romance novels. But nope I did them all. Eagerly.
“Is that okay?”
“Fuck, it’s so good Laney, but I don’t want to come in your mouth this time. I need to get inside that tight pussy of yours,” he growled. “It is tight, isn’t it?”
I swallowed at his dirty words, hard because my mouth went dry. “Yes,” I stammered out, stealing another taste of him and smiling when his hips jumped sending him deeper down my throat. “You taste like something I can’t say I’ve ever had before, but I like it.”
Bennett growled and pulled my hair. Hard. My first instinct was to cry out, but then I felt my body respond. Apparently I liked it. “You’re killin’ me sweet Laney. Come here.”
I crawled up his body slowly, dragging my tongue up his thigh and over his hipbone. I took my time on the ridges of his abdomen, enjoying the fine specimen he made as my tongue slicked across his nipples. “So good. Oh!”
He grabbed me by the shoulders and quickly flipped our positions so he was settled between my thighs, his cock rubbing back and forth over my clit, my opening. “Fuck you are dripping for me Laney. So wet and ready.”
“Yes,” I panted, my hips moving back against him without my permission. It was like my body knew something I didn’t. Sought out a pleasure it knew more about than my
mind could possibly conjure up. “Yes,” I growled this time as his cock applied more pressure to my clit. “Please, Bennett.”
“Please, what? Tell me what you want Laney.”
How could I possibly say a word when his lips and tongue worked my nipples so deliciously? Back and forth he licked one and sucked the other, sinking his teeth into the ever-hardening nub until I cried out and wrapped my legs around him. “You Bennett. I want you, deep inside me.” I braced myself for the expected pain as he breached my opening, slowly. Deliberately.
“Fuck! You’re tighter than tight.”
I knew I should tell him, but I wanted this too much to risk that he would stop, and he would because that was the kind of guy Bennett was. Good and protective. Kind and noble.
“I feel so full,” I told him, trying to relax my body to accept his thick length.
“I’m not even half way there,” he told me and grinned smugly.
My eyes went wide and he chuckled as he pushed inch by torturous inch inside of me. “Ah!” I tried to stop the cry of pain, but it was instinctive as he breached that final barrier of my virginity.
“Christ Laney, a virgin?” He froze.
“Are you angry?”
“Hell yes I’m angry. I would’ve taken more time with you, more care if I had known.”
He winced when I laughed. “Oh please Bennett you couldn’t have given me more pleasure than you did. First with your mouth which, really, made me believe in god for a brief moment. Then, surprisingly when I had you in my mouth I was also aroused. I hadn’t expected that but I was wet and pulsing.”
“Laney,” he said through gritted teeth.
“I can feel you growing and moving inside me Bennett so I know you want this too. What’s the problem?”
“Your first time should be special dammit.”
“It is special Bennett. No one has ever made me feel sexy and wanted like you have. And now the pain is gone, I really, really need you to start moving.” I dug my heels into the tight muscles of his backside and he groaned. “Please Bennett. Fuck me.”
“Dammit Laney.” I could tell my words turned him on, the trembling of his muscles stopped and he slowly slid out of me and surged in deeper. “You feel fucking amazing.”
I could find no words to describe the way he felt inside of me, moving in sure, steady strokes that scraped against the walls of my channel, electrifying every nerve ending I had.
“Ah.” It was the only sound I could utter as he thrusted. Fast and hard, and deeper still until all I could do was cling to his biceps and wrap my legs tighter around him, sending him so deep I thought we might melt into one. “Oh Ben, I’m…,”
“I know sweetheart. Just let go. I’ve got you.”
Let go. As though it was as easy as that. Like I could just…
“Oh god, yes!” The orgasm tore out of me with the force of a hurricane, my hips bucked which only sent me into the crest of another orgasm while he continued to pound deep. I never felt so much pleasure in my life and it wouldn’t stop.
“Yeah, you’re beautiful when you come.” His strokes slowed and he hiked one leg higher on his hip so he slid even deeper while I convulsed around him. Then his thumb and forefinger were on my clit and he thrust deep as he squeezed, hips now moving faster and faster as yet another orgasm ripped through me. I pulsed around him, milking him as he exploded inside of me, both of us moaning out our simultaneous pleasure. “Fuck, Laney.”
I fought to catch my breath while my body continued to convulse, little flutters settled under my skin while his soft kisses kept me on the edge of desire. “Wow. That was…damn special.”
He chuckled against me, his tongue leaving a trail of wet heat across my breasts. “Glad I could please you darlin’.”
Oh he did more than please me. “I feel like I could do that for the rest of the night.”
His hips surged and I gasped. “Yeah? Well I’m happy to test that theory for you.” Just like that my body went all soft and wet again.
“You like that idea.”
“Wrong soldier. I love that idea.”
His hips surged again and colors exploded behind my eyes, making me shudder.
“First of all, not a soldier. I’m a sailor. A SEAL.”
Goodness he was so sexy, and that smile made my pussy clench tight. “And second?” Bennett leaned forward and whispered the naughtiest thing I had ever heard in my ear. I shivered.
He laughed.
***
ex with Bennett made me feel like I was floating. All night I could barely feel my feet touch the ground. Especially in the shower.
I was prepared for the awkwardness of showering with another person, but it had been a sensual experience I never could have imagined. The feel of his hands soaping me up and gliding over my sensitive flesh until I was a begging, quivering mess should have embarrassed me. Instead I reveled in being so wanton, so hungry for his body that I begged.
The way his arms wrapped around me now as he slept felt almost as good. I should have been asleep too after all the dirty things he’d taught me, but my mind was too full. The scent of sex around us, from another round of lovemaking thank you very much, intoxicated me and kept me buried in memories of the night. I barely remembered the man who assaulted me at the club.
Dammit. Now that was all that I could think about.
Bennett’s arm tightened and his hand squeezed my breast. “Hey don’t think about that asshole, you were doing so good with the dirty thoughts.” His lips brushed my ear and instantly my body relaxed and heated, wet and ready for him as his erection pressed against my bottom.
I choked out a laugh. “I was thinking about how well you made me forget about that guy, and then I started to remember. And there is no way you could tell what I was thinking.”
“Actually I could. Your breathing was fast and shallow when you were thinking about sex, probably about the shower because you thoroughly enjoyed that. But you went stiff and your breathing changed, so I knew you must have been thinking about that fucker at the club.”
“Wow. A man of many talents.”
“Sweetheart you have no idea.” He turned me over so I had to look up at him, his chest brushing against mine as a finger trailed down my body, stopping when it reached my opening. Slid deep until he wrung a gasp from me. “So Laney, the question is, do you want to do this,” he thrust in again letting his thumb rub against my clit. “Or do you want to talk about it?”
I wanted to feel good again. To feel his long, thick cock thrusting into me, maybe my mouth. But the logical part of my brain had kicked into high gear and made the choice for me. “If we talk now can we do this again later?”
“You can count on it,” he told me and slowly pulled his finger from my body. I watched his glistening finger as it swirled around my nipple and then he lowered his mouth and sucked it off. I couldn’t help but moan at the sight.
He chuckled and rolled away to slip on a pair of boxers that were only slightly less distracting that the sight of him nude.
“Just a little something to hold you until after our chat. Come downstairs when you’re ready.”
I never wanted to leave the bed, but only if Bennett was in it with me, so I sat up and put on my robe and slippers. The time had come to talk about the bad stuff. Then the good stuff. The really good stuff.
“I’m as ready as I’ll ever be,” I said as I entered the kitchen to the sight of Bennett making sandwiches in nothing but his underwear.
He straightened and flashed a grin. “Good. It’s easier to talk on a full stomach.”
His hands moved with efficient grace as he slathered on mayo and mustard, carefully layering the wheat rolls with turkey and cheese lettuce. I don’t know which I wanted more, the man or the sandwich. Okay I knew, definitely the man. All of him.
“I don’t really know where to start. I’ve never seen that guy before, and honestly I don’t know how he knows about my research.”
“Is it a secret?”
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nbsp; “No more than anyone else’s research is secret. You don’t want someone else to make your breakthrough before you do, so most people keep it under wraps from everyone but their team.” I had to learn that lesson the hard way a few years ago.
He finished the sandwiches and added chips to both plates while I grabbed sodas from the fridge. “And who else is on your team?”
“No one. Those who were qualified believed the tech didn’t exist yet to make it possible, obviously they simply lacked imagination.” I knew I wasn’t an easy person to work with because I was often literal and didn’t pick up on social queues all that well. “Others were worried it would get bought out and quashed by some big corporation.”
“But not you?”
I was momentarily mesmerized by his lips as he ate and smiled and chewed at the same time. “I wasn’t worried about the tech because I’ve been working on this for a long time. As for the big corporations, I was worried earlier on when I started working on this, but not now.”
“Why?”
“I own it, not the university, so the only person who can sell it is me and I have no plans to do that.” I knew the type of things companies did to try and steal research, but it was more effective to buy it and bury it. “Not only will this tech free us from our reliance on fossil fuels, but it will give the U.S. military a leg up when they can work and fight without the conventional fuel impediment.”
Bennett finished chewing and sat back, his deep blue-green eyes taking in every detail carefully. I wondered what he saw, but I didn’t ask. “So you plan on selling it to the government?”
“No. I plan to win a Nobel for my contribution to science and society.” It sounded like a beauty pageant answer, but it was the truth.
“Damn Laney, the more I get to know you the more you impress me.”
My skin heated and I’m sure turned a humiliating shade of pink under his gaze. “Thank you Bennett, but I mean it.”
“That’s why I’m impressed. You could make billions off this tech and you don’t care about that.”
What would I do with billions of dollars? “I’ve been working for a very long time, and I’m still young, I’ll make money Bennett. At least if that guy doesn’t kill me first. How much money does one person need anyway?”
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