by RaeLynn Blue
Jewel kneeled and removed her blouse. She watched his face as the blouse fell to the bed. Her ebony lace bra skimmed her breasts, and she slid her fingers beneath the straps and slowly, torturously slowly, slipped them down. She reached behind her and unhooked the bra, letting it fall to the floor.
“Wow, you’re beautiful,” Ben said.
He reached out, hesitantly and then with certainty cupped one of her breasts. He got to his knees and kissed her puckered nipple. His pinched one of her taunt tips with his lips and she cried out as pleasure poured through her like heated syrup. Her hands found his head, and she drew him close.
“Yes!” she cried out. His mouth sucked her nipple and then traced her areola with his tongue, while his hand pinched her other nipple in time to the flicks of his tongue .
Her back arched, and her pussy twitched in need. Ben’s licks left a hot trail from her breasts to her navel, where he kissed and nipped at her belly button, before going farther down to her thighs. He parted her legs more, and placed each leg on his shoulders. Using his strength, he slipped his hands under her buttocks and pulled her to him. At the edge of the bed, he planted one single kiss on each thigh.
Jewel looked down her body at the handsome man. His eyes sparkled with mischief. His fingers were light as he parted her labia. She groaned and rotated her pelvis. His hands, still holding her thighs, locked and pinned her where he wanted her. The first wipe of his tongue sent her bucking for more, but he increased his pressure. She lost count of the licks, when the pleasure bowled over her. She pinched her nipples as Ben’s mouth kissed her love button. He suckled it, making her shout out. Goodness, his warm breath on her wet, needy, achy pussy.
“Oh, yes!” she moaned, and lost herself in the throes of passion inspired by his mouth.
Ben’s enthusiasm rocked through her. He relinquished one of her thighs and planted his hand on one of her breasts. He caught her pebbled peak between his thumb and forefinger. He rubbed the tightly coiled point, streaming even more delight through her. Her hips lost control and she grinded against Ben’s hot mouth. For months, she’d waited to feel this good. Goodness! Then, just when she thought she couldn’t take any more…she heard his voice.
“Yes, princess, just like that,” he murmured before latching his lips onto her clit again. “Come for me.”
Something about his voice streaked through her and ignited. She exploded inside, like fireworks blinding and spectacular. She thought her thighs had crushed Ben’s face, but when the cooling of her release coaxed her body to relax, she found him standing up, licking his lips.
“You’re so sexy like this,” he purred. “But I want more, because you deserve more.”
Jewel leaned up on her elbows and looked down her torso to Ben. He stroked his cock with one hand. She smirked at the luscious image he struck. She could get used to that daily.
“Gimme,” she said and parted her legs.
“My pleasure,” he replied and put the condom on his cock. She didn’t know when he’d taken it out. Probably when she was still in the throes of her climax.
The thick head of his phallus parted her nether lips. He didn’t slam into her, though she desperately wanted to feel the entire length of his shaft. No, Ben inched into her slowly, one delicious inch at a time. She locked her legs around his waist and tried to force him in faster.
“Not so fast, princess,” he grounded out through clenched teeth. “You’re so tight.”
“It feels so good,” she replied, her internal muscles tightened around his sizable shaft. Goodness, she didn’t know if she could take all of him. The rumors about Asian men didn’t apply to Ben. “There. Right. There.”
He’d hit the spot—the elusive place where pleasure detonated into an overwhelming tsunami. She shrieked and then he began his thrusting in and out. Her inner muscles hugged him. She met his deep thrusts with her own, though honestly, she didn’t know where her body ended and his began. He crashed into her mounting enthusiasm.
“Damn, you feel so good. So very good!” Ben grunted out.
Jewel watched him through slits, his eyes on her, drinking her in, his hand manipulating her breasts. Each stroke went deeper into her soul, filling her up with him. Ben was everywhere. Each breath she took, she inhaled the scent of him. Each time she exhaled, she felt him inside her.
Ben leaned down and kissed her, his hips stilled.
“I love you,” he whispered. “I mean it, Jewel. You’re mine.”
“Yes, I’m yours!” she tightened her muscles around his cock, squeezing him in her need.
Without extracting himself, he lifted her up and scooted her toward the center of the bed. There, he lay down behind her and began to pump inside her. She hadn’t been this overwhelmed with pleasure in a long time. He held one of his hands on her waist, guiding her in tune with each fabulous stroke.
Sweaty and panting, Ben’s pace increased in time with her fingers on her clit. He moved his arm from her waist and hooked it under her leg, lifting it for better access to her honey pot. Time faded, the bedroom vanished until all that remained was him. Or so it seemed.
Her zenith drew ever closer, the spring ready to be sprung. Ben kissed her back, but the grip on her leg tightened. Jewel reached behind him and readied for the zenith to come showering down on them both.
Faster. Harder. Deeper. Ben’s thrusts pistoned into her burning hot core until at last she shrieked as her zenith claimed her at last. Still shuddering from the after effects of her orgasm, Jewel shrieked out again when Ben slammed harder into her and groaned. His entire body went rigid.
“So damn good,” he grounded out and slumped behind her. He released her leg and hugged her to him, sweatmaking them sticky.
“You too,” she said over her shoulder. She leaned up on her elbow and glanced over to him. With his dark hair soaked with sweat and plastered to his forehead, Ben peered up at her with love, and to her surprise, intense lust. “You ready for another round?”
He withdrew from her and slapped her buttocks. “If you plan to lay around naked, I sure am.”
With that, he went to the bathroom. Jewel heard the roar of water and then, Ben emerged with a washcloth in his hand. The thunder of water followed him out of the room. He sat on the bed, and rolled her onto her back. Parting her legs gently, he took the washcloth and wiped her.
“What are you doing?” she asked. No man had ever given her this kind of treatment after they’d gotten what they wanted. “Careful, you’re going to spoil me.”
“Then get used to it,” Ben replied. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Neither am I.”
“Yes, you are,” he said and stood up. He extended his hand.
“Where am I going?” she asked lazily.
He pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. “To the bathroom. I think the bath might be ready.”
“Then, yes, I can go there.”
Chapter Nine-Epilogue
Sunlight streamed through the blinds of his bedroom. Those warm, greedy rays landed on Jewel’s flawless skin. Well, the parts of her not covered by the Egyptian cotton sheets. Her hair lay sprawled across the pillow, her eyes closed in slumber next to him. He sat up beside her and slightly envied the sunlight. He couldn’t believe this smart, sexy woman loved him. The clock gave the time as 9:32 am. They’d finally fell into an exhausted sleep sometime after six. Muscles sore, he’d awaken and got up to walk out the cramp in his right leg.
On the nightstand, her cell phone, keys, and the key to his home sat. She hadn’t wanted to go home when he volunteered to take her. Instead, she elected to spend his first night in his home with him. He loved her. Working with Dr. Granger would give him a chance to work on a new and developing enterprise. Race had chided him for going into the private sector, but once he found out why Ben relocated, he understood. Ben had found his rocket and she launched his new life into orbit.
Jewel meant everything to him. He’d risked it all to be with her like this.
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bsp; Race had asked him just before he left who he believed had been the better captain, Kirk or Picard.
Ben looked down at his sleeping beauty. Kirk took risks and Picard played it relatively safe. So, Ben told Race that it didn’t matter which captain had been better, both had lived their lives to the fullest. Even Picard took risks—albeit calculated ones. He told Race to go live life, not through Star Trek, but with his own mind.
Ben brushed one of Jewel’s scattered curls from her forehead. He’d been wrong. Women like Jewel could fall for a geek. And if it could happen to him, Ben firmly believed it could happen for Race and others of their kind. Geekdom didn’t have to equate to eternal bachelorhood. The key was finding a quality woman who looked beyond societal mandates and embraced you for who you are, which was why he risked everything for Jewel.
She was too rare to let go.
Smiling at his own pun, Ben kissed her on the cheek.
And like in some fairy tale, she mumbled. “You’re up early,” Jewel said as she stirred awake. Rubbing her eyes, she added. “Let’s go back to sleep. It’s Saturday.”
Chuckling, he snuggled down next to her. “So, what do you want to do today?”
“Sleep, kiss you, eat, shower with you, and then sleep with you again.”
He kissed her shoulder and hugged her next to him. Spooning against her warmth, Ben whispered into her ear.
“Then it’s a date.”
“A permanent one.”
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