She clenched down because that sucker was slippery.
She found herself flat on her back with him inside her before she could take another breath. It didn’t matter. She was so wet she could easily handle his cock. That gorgeous monster filled her, stretching her, the plug making her tight.
He felt good. He gripped her like he worried he could lose her, but she wasn’t going anywhere. This was what she’d wanted. To belong to him. To have him belong to her.
“Hold on to me. I want your mark on me, too,” he said, looking down on her as he thrust inside again. He was so big above her, so strong. Her dream lover, and he was saying everything she wanted to hear.
She might be submissive when it came to sex, but she wanted the world to know he was hers and they should back off.
She let her nails find his back, something primal taking over. Pure pleasure swamped her as she watched Ben’s whole body tighten. He worked over her, never taking his eyes off her. The connection felt like it went soul deep.
“You feel so fucking good. Nothing ever felt this good,” he said between clenched teeth.
Because they had been made for each other. They were meant to be together.
She didn’t say it because he wasn’t ready for those words. Despite the afternoon and this evening, she knew he was still thinking, still wondering if she was playing him.
But that didn’t matter in this moment. In this moment, they were connected and together and everything was right in the world. For now. She held on, giving him everything. The world seemed to explode in the best way possible, and then Ben was stiffening over her and she felt him come. She tightened her arms around him.
He let himself fall on her, giving her every ounce of his weight.
She took it, loving the way he felt on top of her.
He rubbed his cheek against hers. “I like being your Dom, baby. I think we’re going to play a lot. You know I always want to get through a mission, but we could settle in here for a while. And you’re with me. You stay with me in my room. No staying with Lucy.”
She wouldn’t want to now. As long as he wasn’t cold, she would stay with him even without promises of forever.
“Baby, did you keep the plug?” He whispered the question in her ear.
She had not. It was impossible to keep the damn thing in when she was wrapping her legs around her man and holding on for dear life. “Uhm, no.”
His head came up and he was heartbreakingly handsome with his hair tumbling over his forehead and a grin on his face. He looked younger and happier than he normally did. “Then we have to start all over again. After I clean us up.”
He winked and Kenzie knew she was in for a wild night.
Deep in the night Kenzie was sleeping, having a lovely dream, when she awakened to the sound of a gun being primed.
“What the hell?” Ben was on his feet.
“Dude, do not kill us,” a familiar voice said. “I told you this was a bad idea. He’s not TJ.”
She was groggy, but she knew Cooper’s voice.
“Well, what am I supposed to do?” Her sister was here. “She’s not sleeping with TJ, which would be weird. She’s made her choice and I have to deal with it. At least that’s what Vivi said.”
Then she felt the bed next to her sink as someone crawled on.
Kenzie yawned but didn’t move. “What did Vivi say?”
“She said I’m being a meanie and kind of a bitch, but not in those words. She used very scholarly words, and there was some stuff about being emotionally dependent, but I don’t care about that. Babe, I’m going to need a blanket because little sis is almost surely naked and while I love her, that’s weird,” Kala said and Kenzie felt an arm go around her waist as her twin spooned against her, their bodies separated by the thick blanket since she was in fact naked. A shudder went through Kala’s body and she whispered. “I can’t sleep.”
Tears pierced her eyes, and she squeezed her sister’s hand. This was something they’d done in childhood. They’d shared a room almost all of their lives, their twin beds on opposite sides. When one was scared, the other would climb in. When Tash joined them they sometimes made a big pallet and slept like puppies in a pile, the sweetness of sleep bonding them as sisters.
Later, Kala would turn to Lou for this comfort.
She hadn’t realized how much she’d missed this until now. “Did Lou lock you out?”
“Seriously, dude, you can’t shoot me,” Cooper was saying. “I know you’re the new guy, but this is something you should get used to.”
