“Oddly Victorian thing for an educated doctor to say,” I replied, my voice already thick with desire despite my words. “I don’t think I’ll die if I keep my clothes.”
Humor flashed in his gaze before he nudged my nose with his. "Better safe than sorry."
It was hard to have actual reservations when it was Benjamin. He'd held me all night and kept me warm, and helookedinviting. Being wet only brought out his best features—dark, curly hair, vibrant blue eyes, and mouth-watering physique. I lifted my lips to his. "What's the lesson?"
He didn't kiss me, but he did let his eyes caress me, roving over my hair as he pushed it away from my face, down my nose and to my mouth. "I can't say I've taken the time to title them all," he said wryly. "Do you want me to?"
"How lazy of you," I teased.
"I don't think you'll find this lesson lazy," he replied, bending so his warm breath tickled my neck. "In fact, you might find that it's a lot more work than you'd expect."
My thighs squeezed together in response to that, and warmth spread low in my stomach. "I'm a very hard worker."
"Oh, I'm counting on it," he murmured against my skin. The contact of his lips against my neck sent a thrill through my chilled body, and he nipped the delicate skin. His hand, which had already tugged at the neckline of my dress, gave a firm downward pull, baring one of my breasts. His hand was warm as he cupped it, and he brought his mouth up to mine—I had already tilted my head back unconsciously. "Do you remember that day you put your mouth dangerously close to my dick?"
I breathed out a laugh. "How could I forget?"
"And I made a joke about you sitting on me?" he added.
I blushed, stretching my mouth guiltily. "Yes, I figured I hadn't grasped your meaning."
"Oh, I plan to show you," he grinned. And then he settled his lips against mine, and suddenly there was warmth everywhere. His mouth was hot, and his tongue slid between my open lips, coaxing a moan from my throat. His arm around my waistburned through my wet dress like a brand, and his fingers squeezed my breast and brought my body temperature up almost instantly.
Benjamin was clever with his tongue, sweeping it in short, suggestive strokes, teasing my lips, the sensitive roof of my mouth, the side of my tongue, all while kissing me deeply and causing an ambrosial fog to cloud my other senses. And then his fingers were exploring my body, tracing the curve of my breast, teasing my nipple. That stark, almost painful ache ofwantpulsed between my legs and tingled through my limbs. My knees turned to goo, but he held me against his hard body, kissing me with ruthless sensuality that stole every thought from my mind about where we were and what he planned to do.
Benjamin sank down, taking me with him, and as I lifted away from his kiss with half-lidded eyes, I found myself straddling his lap with his legs outstretched on the damp grass. Ah, so this was what he meant by sitting on him. Only, I had assumed it would involve the hard, delicious erection I could feel under me as I shifted on top of him.
Breathing unsteadily, I watched with fascination as Benjamin lifted his shirt by the hem and shucked it off. It landed with a wet squelch a few feet to his left, and then he was all warm, smooth skin and hard, defined contours. I ran my fingers over his chest, down his ridged abdomen, and then back up to his shoulders. "You are so beautiful," I admitted.
He grinned sideways, clearly not offended by my word choice. "Says the honeybee queen herself." He shifted my wet hair away from my shoulders, trilling his fingers down my collarbone and over my breasts, moving the rest of my soaked neckline down. I helped him, easing my arms out of the sleeves so I was bared from the waist up.
"Stunning," he murmured, and he bent to kiss the side of my neck. "Delicious, actually." His fingers traced up from my breastto my neck, and he grasped it, exposing one side to his mouth. "I want to mark you, Evelyn. Insane as that sounds." He licked the tender flesh along the side of my neck. "There are firsts, even for me."
"Mark me?" I asked with a laugh.
He closed his lips around the skin and sucked. I pulled in a surprised breath, but then his fingers were pinching and rolling my nipple again, and the sharp pain of his mouth pulling on my skin, licking at it softly, collided into delicious ecstasy. It was like he had attached every erotic nerve ending in my body to his mouth, pulling them taut as he sucked. My breasts tightened, my clit ached, and my breath halted, all of it ratcheted tight in suspension. And then he released me, and I moaned, going limp in his arms as he licked at the tender, bruised area. He pulled away to survey his work, and the devilish satisfaction in his expression did something primal to my insides. "Perfect."
The ache between my legs was becoming unbearable again. I kissed him feverishly, my hands roving over his body, down his chest, and to the hard plane of his stomach. I reached for his soaked pants, but he stopped me, grasping my wrist and moving it behind my back. He shook his head, his lips still against mine. "That's not what I meant by sitting." I pulled away, blinking at him in question.
Benjamin reclined back, his hands going to my hips to steady me, and then he was lying flat in the damp grass. I stared down at him blankly. "What are you doing?"
He lifted me, scooting me further up his body so I sat on his stomach. "You're going to sit on my face, Evelyn, and I'm going to make sure your eyes roll back in your head."
I gaped. "I will not."
"Yes, you will." He moved me further up his body, but I resisted him, pulling against his iron hold.
"Benjamin, I can't," I protested, even as he forced me onto his shoulders. "I didn't shower—I can't just—stop that."
"No," he grinned, sliding under me until I had no choice but to hover over his neck on my knees. He flipped my dress out of the way, up to my hips, baring my lower half. "You didn't wear underwear today. What did you expect me to do once I found that out?"
"Admire it?" I asked incredulously.
"No, I was definitely going to have you sit on my face," he replied seriously. "Have you ever tried it?"
"No," I gusted out, but that should have been obvious. "Of course I haven't. There's no way youwantme to do that. How will you breathe?"
Benjamin chuckled, his eyes twinkling from between my knees. "Suffocate me, Evie. I'm begging you."
