He seemed to need no more encouragement than that, because he spun her to face him. His mouth descended on hers in a hungry kiss. His large hands tangled in her hair as he began tugging at bobby pins.
She gasped into his mouth at the tantalizing mixture of pleasure and pain as he frantically worked to get her hair free. She’d never had a lover push her to that line, and she was finding it to be quite heady. She let him pull at the pins without protest until her hair cascaded around her shoulders and fell down her back.
“You’re so beautiful.” Bobby pins hit the floor while he spoke. “I can’t believe how lucky I am to have found someone as smart and funny and breathtaking as you.”
He began kissing a path down her neck, his lips leaving behind a moist trail that brought goose bumps to her skin. He continued downward until he reached her nipples. Taking one into his mouth, he rolled it gently around his tongue.
Just when Hayley thought the sensation couldn’t get any better, he clamped his teeth around the sensitive flesh.
His tongue flicked repeatedly over the tip of her nipple while his teeth held her prisoner. As he did this, he curved his fingers into the bikini string of her panties and yanked them down around her feet, leaving her in nothing but her mask.
She barely had time to register the cool air on her exposed flesh before he dropped to his knees in front of her as if someone had suddenly taken his legs out from under him. She lowered her eyes to the top of his blond head in time to see him lean forward to run his tongue up her inner thigh. Her exhale came as a shudder and her legs quivered with anticipation. “Ben…” Whatever she’d been about to say broke off, and her head fell back as he caressed his tongue along the folds of her pussy until he reached her clit.
With a predatory growl, he grabbed her thighs and pulled her against his mouth. His tongue began to flick and tease as he devoured her.
Hayley had to reach out and grab onto a nearby bureau to keep herself upright. A helpless whimper escaped her parted lips, and her eyes nearly rolled back in her head. By their own will, her hips began to rotate toward his searching tongue. In a matter of half a minute, she felt an orgasm approaching fast. With a panicked sound, she pressed at his shoulders. “Ben…Ben…stop. I’m going…to…”
His hands came up to cup her backside, and he pulled her aggressively back toward him. He continued to suck at her swollen clit as he lifted her right leg up to toss it over his shoulder. This gave him a better angle, and he released her backside with one hand to ease two fingers inside of her.
Hayley’s second hand shot out to press against the wall for support. Her head slammed back against the purple pastel wallpaper in an effort to hold off her orgasm. “Ben!”
He chuckled at her reaction. His laughter sent a vibration tingling through her sex while his fingers plunged deep inside of her with unrelenting swiftness. He used her reaction to the pulsations to his advantage, humming softly in the back of his throat to keep the pleasure coming.
The orgasm slammed into her hard. Unable to fight it, she reached down to grip his hair in her fist, using it as something to hold onto while tremors shot through her body. She rode out the sensation, thankfully grinding her hips against his mouth as he guided them to do so.
When her orgasm was nearly subsided, he turned his head and bit her inner thigh. His teeth sank momentarily into her flesh before he pulled back to leave a tender kiss against the mark left behind.
Hayley cried out in surprise. It quickly turned to pleasure as a shock of sexual excitement zinged through her body. Slowly, the tremors subsided, leaving her legs feeling weak and shaky.
Laughing, Ben climbed to his feet. Taking her into his arms, he put a hand to the back of her head and pulled her to him for a kiss.
She could taste herself on his lips. Whimpering, she deepened the kiss. She edged her tongue into his mouth, feeling her arousal spike at the flavor.
Eventually, it was Ben who pulled back. “I had to start with that. I promised you yesterday I would work you up into a frenzy until you pulled my hair.” With an easy smile, he added, “I fulfilled my promise. Now it’s time to get down to the real fun.”
Chapter Three
Ben left the lights off as he led Hayley into the bedroom, the only illumination coming in the form of a sliver of moonlight that lit the room enough for her to see glimpses of his mask-covered face but nothing more definitive. Her knees were still shaking from the explosive orgasm, but her hands were steady. By taking charge and getting things started, he had eliminated the awkward uncertainties and left her filled with sexual confidence.
Her hands automatically went to his belt buckle. With a wicked smile, she began pulling it free of the clasp. “Show me what you got,” she dared. Never before had she been so bold, so self-assured in the bedroom. Their months of talking had given her the opportunity to get to know him like she had never known a man before. She didn’t feel shy or timid. She knew him too well for that.
Ben chuckled deep in his throat at her challenge. “I’ve got plenty of things I wish to do to you. Don’t worry.” He toed off his shoes and kicked them to the side. “I doubt I’ll have time to get to all of them tonight, so we’ll have to do this in installments.”
Excitement rushed through her body at the promise that statement held. She managed to get his belt open in the dim lighting and began yanking it from the loops of his pants with determination. “We’ll have to make this a weekly occurrence then, won’t we?”
He opened his mouth to answer, but Hayley slid her hand along the front of his pants, rubbing her palm against the stiffness hidden beneath. He growled in animalistic pleasure at that simple touch. Reaching up, he yanked the cape from his shoulders with one hard tug. Then he began fumbling with his shirt, frantically sliding buttons free to expose his chest. “If I’m not inside you in the next thirty seconds…”
Hayley stroked her hand along his thickness once more before moving to the button of his slacks. “Then be inside of me.”
Together, they stripped him of his clothing.
Ben nudged her down onto the mattress of the large, four-poster bed. He kept her on the edge with her legs wrapped around his hips while he stood above her. Positioning himself at her opening, he slid easily into her welcoming depths. “Fuck,” he growled under his breath, and a long groan escaped him.
She squirmed underneath of him, encouraging him to continue. With a little guidance, she got his hips moving in tandem with her own.
He thrust against her in time to each arch of her hips off the bed. Leaning forward, he supported his upper body on his palms and braced his feet firmly on the floor. Each one of his thrusts was slow and measured. He used them to slide himself deeper and deeper until he had her writhing beneath him. Once he had a rhythm going, he straightened. His hands grabbed her hips and he pulled her harder down onto his cock.
The rough invasion sent tremors through her body, causing Hayley to cry out. “Harder, Ben,” she requested with boundless need. “Harder.” She lifted her head enough to watch as he drove himself into her, hard thrust after hard thrust.
His strokes were fast and unyielding, his body pounding into hers with vigor.
Reaching up, she grabbed onto his neck and pulled him down to the bed. His weight on top of her was an intoxicating rush. Gripping his hair, she yanked his mouth down to hers for a rough kiss.
While their mouths battled for control, she wrapped her legs tighter around his waist, helping to pull him deeper within her body. Her hands moved to his back, and she raked her nails down his spine in an attempt to keep herself from climaxing again. Clinging to him as an outlet was all she could do to hold her orgasm at bay.
He hissed into her mouth as her nails clawed along his back in harsh tracks. With a sound of pure arousal, he pulled away.
Hayley found herself being lifted onto her knees. Her eyes widened when she realized his intentions. She’d never had a man take her from behind. She’d admitted as much to him in one of their chats. She
’d also told him the thought of something so primal turned her on. Apparently, he intended to show her just how much fun it could be.
She arched back against him in her silent permission, and a moment later, he forced his way back inside of her slick opening.
She inhaled sharply as his cock stretched her to accommodate his size. This angle was much deeper, sending a dull throb of erotic pain through her womb. She moaned in desire and began moving against him. “I want you to finish like this,” she panted. If she was going to do this with him, she wanted to toss out all inhibitions.
Grasping her hips, Ben thrust into her with enough force to jar her body. He pulled out and repeated the action. Over and over again, he invaded her body, sending warm rushes of pleasure through her.
When he reached a hand around her to stroke her clit in time with his thrusts, Hayley nearly collapsed. His hand wrapped around her hip to control the angle and depth of his thrusts was the only thing that kept her upright. Her orgasm started out deep within her belly and spread. Her muscles clamped around him as wave after wave of euphoria slammed into her.
While she rode out her pleasure with a dissolute cry, Ben tensed behind her. She felt his cock twitch as he began emptying himself into her depths. She moaned in approval, closing her eyes to fully absorb the sensation of his orgasm.
She waited until she was certain he was finished and that she had milked every last drop of him before collapsing to the bed. She was on birth control, something they’d discussed in advance, so there was no uncomfortable discussion about protection. There was only pleasure and fulfillment.
Ben fell beside her onto his back, his chest rising and falling in rapid gasps.
She laughed and reached a hand out to stroke his ribcage. “You okay there?”
He rolled to face her, a grin on his lips. “Never been better.” He reached a hand up to run his fingers through her tousled hair. His hand then moved to caress her cheek. Cupping her face against his palm, he pulled her to him for a surprisingly gentle kiss.
Hayley closed her eyes and returned the affection, her heart melting at the tenderness bestowed upon her after such a vigorous activity. She turned toward him as well, curling up against his torso. Her mouth never left his as her hands stroked along his chest and then down his waist. Finally, she lowered them to his half erect cock and stroked him ever so gently.
He groaned into her mouth, arching his hips toward her hands. “Is it wrong that I want you again already?”
“It would be wrong if you didn’t.”
Ben rolled her to her back and positioned himself on top of her. Unlike his movements earlier, he entered her body with a slow, gentle rotation of his hips.
The unhurried movement sent tingles along her already sensitive flesh. She arched underneath him, her mouth still pressed to his. To her amazement, he continued at his leisurely pace. A complete switch from their frantic mating of before, Ben made love to her. This time it was about passion and emotion rather than lust. She could feel it in his tender kisses and affectionate caresses.
Despite the lack of vigor, this orgasm approached just as quickly as the first. “Ben,” she gasped into his mouth. “Ben…”
His thrusts became deeper at her desperation but no less tender.
She could hear his ragged breathing against her ear and knew he was just as close to the edge as she was. Reaching down, she grasped his backside to pull him as deep inside of her as possible. The orgasm that followed was indescribable. Her whole body quivered with release, and she cried out into his mouth.
Simultaneously, he came with a quiet groan. “Angel,” he whispered against her lips. “My little angel.”
Hayley clung to him in the darkness. She never wanted to let go of him, her perfect man. Yet she did something incredibly difficult. She pulled away from him and managed to climb out of the bed to collect her clothing.
When Ben noticed her slipping back into her dress, he propped himself up on an elbow, a comical expression of shock on his face. “You’re leaving?”
Hayley smiled affectionately and tapped at her mask. “I’m doing what you suggested, leaving a little bit of mystery to our relationship.” Moving back toward the bed, she leaned down to give him a firm kiss. “Next week. Same place. Same time.” With that, she swept out of the room.
Chapter Four
“You’re in a good mood,” Charlie observed the next afternoon.
Hayley shrugged with a smirk. “I had a good night.” She would never in a million years tell her brother that she’d hooked up with her online boyfriend for a night of wild sex. Somehow she thought big brother wouldn’t approve.
Adjusting the strap of her bikini top, she followed him through the back of his house to the pool beyond. “Is it wrong for a girl to be in a good mood?”
Charlie shook his head, relenting. “Absolutely not. I just find it odd that my two favorite people in the world both show up with ‘cat that ate the canary’ grins on their faces. I’m starting to feel jealous.”
“I take it Reese is here?” She rolled her eyes in amusement. “Reese is always here. I don’t know why I even asked.”
Reese Daniels was her brother’s best friend. The two of them had met in first grade and had been attached at the hip ever since. Reese had been a constant in her life since before she’d gone to preschool. She would find it odd if he wasn’t there.
Dropping her towel to a nearby lounge chair, Hayley greeted Reese with a friendly wave. “I hear you’re in a good mood today.”
He looked up from skimming leaves off the top of the pool and offered her a bright smile. “Hey, baby sis.”
Charlie grabbed a second skimmer and began cleaning off the opposite side of the nearly spotless pool. “He hooked up with some chick last night,” he explained.
Hayley crinkled her nose in disgust. Hearing about Reese’s sex life was just as unappealing as hearing about her brother’s. “I don’t think I even want to know.”
“You don’t,” Charlie confirmed. “It’s completely messed up. He met up with some girl he found online. He doesn’t even know her name, yet he…” He shook his head. “Well, let’s just say this girl was insane. Check out his back.” He nodded in his friend’s direction.
Hayley arched a brow but gave a little chuckle of amusement. “Well, turn around. Let’s see it.”
Rolling his eyes, Reese turned his back toward them to show off rows of angry scratches running down the length of his spine.
“Ouch,” she commented.
“You should see the marks I left on her,” Reese said with a wicked chuckle. “Someone’s definitely sporting an ugly bruise on their inner thigh this morning.”
Suddenly the joke wasn’t funny anymore. Hayley froze and stared at Reese in horror. No. It couldn’t be. There was no way she had slept with her brother’s best friend without realizing it. It was impossible. She would have recognized him…right?
She’d been about to remove her shorts, but now she hesitated. The bruise on her leg would be visible around her bikini bottoms. With trembling fingers, she tightened the string on her shorts. Trying to appear as if nothing had changed, she approached the pool.
She was just dipping her toe into the water when Reese gave a low, sensual chuckle in response to his comment about the hickey he’d left behind on his lover’s thigh. The familiarity of that sexual laugh sent a shiver down her spine. She stumbled and one of her legs slipped into the pool. She would have fallen headlong into the water had she not reached out at the last second and gripped onto the lip of the pool. Instead, she was awkwardly half in and half out of the deep end as she struggled to right herself on the cement patio.
“You okay there?” Reese asked with concern.
Hayley stared into his blue eyes with her leg dunked gracelessly into the pool and was unable to find her voice. Her heart was in her throat as she carefully studied him.
She attempted to block out the familiar man she’d known her entire life, the man she’d never had a se
xual inclination toward. Instead, she envisioned him with a mask, his blond hair falling over his forehead. She pictured his mouth as it pressed against her own, as it suckled her breasts. The vision of her body wrapped around his was so vivid that her exhale came as a harsh gasp. “I…I’m fine.”
She was far from fine. How could she have let this happen? He was her brother’s best friend! Silently, her mind screamed with dismay and panic. Reese treated her like a little sister. In all the years they’d known each other, they’d never once even flirted with one another. Never! How could she have been careless enough to have sex with her brother’s best friend?
Standing at the edge of the pool, Hayley closed her eyes. She took a deep breath and tried to collect her thoughts, but all she could see was a visualization of Reese as he thrust roughly into her.
Her eyes snapped open, and she gave a gasp of horror at the arousal that flared to life. It was something that needed dousing immediately. She could not entertain thoughts like this about Reese.
Taking a running start, she leapt into the air. When she hit the water, she let herself sink to the bottom. Resting there in privacy, she tried to staunch the traitorous thoughts running through her mind. She had to end this.
****
Hayley sat at her computer, staring at the monitor with a disconsolate expression. She’d thought she’d found her soul mate in Ben. Everything about him had been perfect…except for the fact that he was a rotten liar going by a fake name and her brother’s best friend.
She stared angrily at the words on the screen in front of her. “I miss you,” she read aloud with a snort. “I bet.” Her fingers tapped violently at the keys as she responded. Then why did you lie and tell me that Ben was your real name? Huh, Reese? Her finger was poised over the key that would send the message off. She hesitated and then deleted the entire thing. I miss you too. Those four words were sent off before she had a chance to retract them.
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