“That’s enough,” he says, yanking his cock from my mouth with a pop, a few minutes later. “Resume your first position.”
He’s so bossy, but I love it.
The bed moves as he jumps onto the floor, and I let my head flop to the comforter. He crawls up behind me, parting my legs wider, and my desire leaks from my pussy, trickling down my thighs. He slides one finger inside me, and I cry out as my pussy grips his digit like the hungry slut she is. “Goddamn, Sierra. You are so fucking wet and so tight.”
“Ben, puh—”
I scream as he slaps my ass hard.
“Baby, shush. Let’s not wake Rowan. I have big plans for you tonight, and we need time,” he says, massaging my stinging cheek. “Now what did I tell you about begging? Hmm.”
“Ben, I—”
I muffle my scream in the comforter this time as his hand whacks my other ass cheek.
“Naughty, Firefly,” he purrs, rubbing my ass with his large warm palms.
I say nothing, playing the dutiful part he wants.
“Good girl.” He presses a soft kiss to each ass cheek before diving to my pussy and plundering my channel with his skillful tongue.
The noises coming out of my mouth as he eats me from behind are not human. Stars spin behind my blindfold, and I’m awash with sensation as he devours me like he will die if he doesn’t consume me. His fingers move around to the front of my pussy, and he rubs my clit in time with the thrusts of his tongue. My climax builds fast until I’m shattering into dust particles, my entire body elevating from this plane of existence. I can feel nothing, see nothing, taste nothing, but the most intense orgasm as it lays claim to my body, rendering me nothing but a mass of quivering cells and nerve endings.
“Fuck, Sierra. You slay me,” he says before he slams inside me without any advance warning. I can only hold on for the ride as he pivots his hips and drills into me like a madman. His sheathed cock strokes my inner walls as he rams in and out of me, his fingers digging into my hips when he pulls my ass up higher and spreads my legs a little wider, giving him greater access.
Another orgasm builds as he works my body like a pro. Suddenly, my hands fall loose at my sides as he removes the silk tie and then the blindfold. He flips me over, stretching my thighs wide as he climbs over me. Propping himself up on his hands, he hovers over my heaving body. “I want to see your face when I come.” He dips his head, crashing his lips to mine as he guides his erection back inside me. “I love you,” he whispers in my ear as I wrap my legs around his waist.
“I love you too, Ben. So much.”
We kiss and touch and fuck, climbing the ascent together, and nothing has ever felt as right as being connected to this man. Sex has never been this good for me, and he elicits responses from my body I didn’t know I was capable of.
“Come for me, Firefly. I need you to come first,” he demands, pinching my clit hard as he rocks into me. A sheen of sweat rolls down his chest, and his face is flushed. My hair is a mess of tangled knots around my head as I arch my back, preparing for rocket launch. Ben pinches my clit a second time, and I scream as my release hits me full force.
Ben cusses under his breath and then he’s shouting out his release as he comes powerfully. He collapses on the bed beside me, instantly pulling me into his embrace. “I will never get enough of you. Being inside you is like heaven. And watching you come is a thing of beauty.”
I rub his arm, dotting kisses against his clammy chest. “Sex with you is out of this world,” I agree.
“Good.” He grins, leaning over me as he sweeps damp knotty strands of hair out of my face. “Because I’m not finished with you tonight. Not by a long shot.”
I smile as he crawls back over me, feeling his cock hardening again. “Do your worst because I’m nowhere near finished with you either, Ben.”
Those are the last words spoken in a very long time.
40
SIERRA
“People legitimately sign up for this?” Angelo asks as he lies before me on the flattened hospital bed in his room.
I position the last needle in place, gently wiggling it until I feel the resistance under his skin. “Can you feel that?”
“Yes. It’s weird. Like a pulsing pressure.”
I laugh, pulling off my plastic gloves. “That is one of the most powerful points on the body for nausea. That you can feel it is a good thing.” I place my gloves on the counter before dimming the lights. “And to answer your previous question, yes, people willingly sign up for acupuncture. It’s very popular. A lot of my clients are women who either need help with fertility issues or support combatting pregnancy sickness.”
“You think this will work for me?”
“Let’s hope so,” Natalia says, appearing in the doorway.
