Have at it.
He slid one finger into her. Then another. Her head tipped back as she gasped out his name. He was going so slowly. Working in and out, thrusting with his fingers even as his thumb flexed over the center of her need.
Her desire was building—strengthening with every second that passed. He was savoring her, but she wanted his wildness. She wanted him.
Maybe it was time to shatter his control. Maybe it was time to let their desire take over.
She let go of the covers. She grabbed him. “Bennett.”
His head lifted. His eyes gleamed.
She pushed against his shoulders, and he rolled, lying back against the mattress. She climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. “It’s been too long.”
“Yes…”
She pushed her sex over him. She was wet and ready and she wanted him inside.
She bent her head and licked his nipple. Bennett hissed out a breath. Good, so good…
But they could do better. His hands reached for her, but she grabbed them and pushed them back against the bed. “No, I get to touch now.”
And she was touching all of him. Licking his flat nipples. Kissing the scars that sliced down his stomach. Moving on down, down to the heavy length of his arousal. Her fingers curled over him. Her mouth pressed to him—
“Ivy.” It was a guttural demand.
She ignored it. She savored. She took. She—
Was on her back. He was over her.
“Don’t. Move.” Such a fierce, hot demand.
One she ignored. Because when he leaned to the side, reaching for the nightstand drawer, she ran her hands over his chest and she felt the quick, hard flex of his muscles.
“Ivy.” A warning edge entered his voice.
She ignored the warning and pressed a kiss to his skin.
He pulled away from her.
“No!” Ivy cried. He’d better not be stopping.
But then she saw that he was just ripping open the foil packet he’d grabbed, and when he had the protection in place, he reached for her again. He caught her hands and pinned them above her head. “You have trouble following orders,” Bennett said, his voice a sensual rasp.
Guilty.
“Let’s see if you can follow this order.” He kept her wrists imprisoned with one hand while his other moved down her body. Stroked her sex. Then Bennett positioned his cock at the entrance of her body. “I want you to come for me, Ivy.”
She planned to ignite for the guy. She planned—
He thrust into her. Deep and hard and he stretched every inch of her sex. Her breath left her in a quick rush as her whole body stiffened.
“So damn tight.” He kissed her. “Perfect,” Bennett whispered against her lips.
Then he withdrew. He thrust again. Harder. Rougher. The time for savoring was gone, and she was desperately arching up against him, moving even faster now that her body had adjusted to his. He still had her hands imprisoned, and she tried to yank them down, wanting to touch him.
“I like you this way,” he told her. “So beautiful. So mine.” He angled his hips so that he pushed down against her core. Her climax was close. She could feel it surging up within her. Closer. Closer.
He thrust. Withdrew. Thrust.
The headboard rammed into the wall. Her legs locked around his hips as she drove up to meet him.
Then her release exploded within her. The pleasure rocked through her body, filling every cell, taking her breath and making her heart race even faster. She tried to say his name, but speech was a little too much for her. She just arched toward him and rode out that climax.
“You feel…incredible…” He slid out, then thrust back in. “Squeezing…so good…”
Then his hold tightened even more on her wrists. He stiffened against her, then shuddered. Ivy stared up at him, captivated by the pleasure she could see filling his face and blazing in his gaze. He kept thrusting with his release, driving in her again and again, and the slick moves of his body just made her release keep spiraling.
“Ivy.”
He kissed her.
She pretty much came apart for him.
In the aftermath, Bennett let her hands go. He brought her wrists to his mouth. Kissed one. Then the other. Did he feel the fast sputter of her pulse beneath his lips?
He slid from her body, and a protest broke from her lips.
“I’ll be right back.”
He’d better be. She closed her eyes.
She heard the pad of his footsteps but Ivy didn’t bother looking to see what he was doing. Her whole body felt limp, languid, pretty damn awesome. She snuggled deeper into the covers and—
Did she hear the sound of running water?
Ivy cracked open one eye. Bennett was back. He bent, slid his arms under her and lifted her up against his chest.
“This is going to stun you,” Ivy told him a bit drowsily. “But I can actually walk.”