She grinned against his lips, her nose brushing his as she clenched herself around him. “I would do it again if this is what waited for me.”
His eyes searched hers, and he wondered if she was feeling what he was. Hell, what was he feeling? But before he could even figure that out, she was moving up and down on his cock, sending him into another universe, slowly and almost painfully. Holding her ass, he wanted to go deeper. He wanted to feel her all over him, but she was drawing out each movement, blowing his mind and making him crazy all at once.
“Faster,” he said, smacking her ass, which she glared at.
“Shh, this is a good speed. It’s nice,” she said slowly, undulating on top of him.
“I want more.”
“More?”
“Yes, fuck,” he said, sliding his arms beneath her legs and lifting her as he went up on his knees. “Faster,” he said more forcefully before jackhammering up into her, her body slapping against his. Crying out, she hung on as he went deeper and deeper, her whole body clenching around his.
“Yes, yes, yes, yes,” she panted, her body jerking against his, her * squeezing his with another release. Closing his eyes, he nuzzled his nose into her neck as his body jerked. Then he was arching up into her, his body stilling with his own orgasm. It shook him to the core.
The fucking core.
As she gasped for breath, her body squeezed his while he pulsated inside of her, his body shaking from the aftershocks of one hell of an orgasm.
God, he had never come so hard in his life.
Never.
Whoa.
Panting, he held her like that for a long time as she drew in deep breaths. Kissing her neck, her jaw, and then the side of her mouth, he opened his eyes to find her smiling at him.
“Faster, huh?”
He nodded. “Yeah, faster.”
Wrapping her arms around his neck tighter, she kissed him again, her lips lingering against his as they both pulled in air. Laying them down slowly, he pulled out of her and moved his thumb slowly along her face.
“I think we should do this every time I come home late,” he suggested and she giggled, the most heavenly sound, as she pressed her chest to his, her heart still beating out of control.
“I bet you do,” she said, sleepily. “God, you wear me out.”
“Glad I’m not the only one,” he said, exhaling a long breath. “Round two will commence in a jiffy.”
She bubbled with laughter. “A jiffy?”
“Yeah, shh. Rest your eyes, but do not go to sleep,” he demanded, setting her with a look. “We both remember what happened last time,” he teased and she smacked his arm, a sheepish grin on her face.
“I’m not going to leave yet. But I do need to go before Angie wakes up.”
“Yeah, of course.”
He moved his hand along her back and then down the curve of her ass. She shook with a shiver before looking up at him. Gliding her fingers along his jaw and the coarse hair, she whispered, “I like being with you, Benji.”
Turning his head to her, he smiled. “Like? Shit, sweetheart. I love being with you. Highlight of my day—hell, my year.”
Her eyes widened a little bit and then her sweet lips curved as she nuzzled against him. “Well, then.”
“Just saying.”
“So I guess you like me.”
“Like? Yeah, I guess.” She shook against him with a giggle. “Do you like me?”
“Nerd. Yes. Or I wouldn’t be here.”
“Just making sure,” he said simply as her nose moved along his shoulder. “You can be hard to read through all the sass and excuse after excuse.”
“I’m gonna stab you.”
“And threats. Lots of threats.”
She giggled. “If it’s so bad…”
“Please, you’re a teddy bear,” he scoffed. “A prickly one, but a teddy bear.”
“You’re insane.”
“I know.”
She didn’t say anything for a moment and then she looked up at him, digging her chin into his shoulder. “You told Jayden about us?”
He smiled in the hopes it would defuse some of her anger. “I wanted to make sure it was okay for me to proceed with you.”
She eyed him. “And if he would have said no?”
“I would have lost a really good friend,” he said automatically. “’Cause I’m not ending this with you. Whatever this is.”
Her lips quirked as she looked at his neck, drawing in a breath through her nose. “You told the cop I’m your girlfriend.”
“And you said I was your friend,” he reminded her and she looked up at him.
“I don’t know if I’m ready to admit you’re my boyfriend.”
He’d figured that, so he shrugged. “Labels are overrated, anyway—”
“But I want to try,” she admitted and his face broke into a grin. “It’s insanely early and it’s probably dumb. But I agree, we aren’t fuck buddies. You mean more than that, but we really haven’t dug into who we are. And it worries me that you might not want to be my boyfriend when you see all of me.”
He eyed her. “I mean, the same could go for me, babe. So, we can jump in or we can keep skirting the edges.”
She looked away, chewing her lip. “What do you want to do?” she asked then and he reached for her, tipping her face up to his.
“I want to be with you. Everything else will fall into place.”