“Doing okay, Goldilocks?”
Hannah nodded. "More," she demanded.
“Yes, ma’am.” He smiled and showed her his dimples. He claimed her mouth like a starved man. They couldn’t get enough of each other.Benrolled onto his back placing Hannah on top. He kept his grip on her loose, so she could move if she felt uncomfortable. He stroked her legs as he explored her mouth. He wanted to remove her clothes and explore all her naked flesh, but he promised her he wouldn’t, and he was a man of his word.
“I want to touch you,” she said, running her fingers over his shirt.
Bensat up and ripped the collar of his shirt behind his head, pull it off, tossing it on the ground. Hannah gasped at his naked torso and ran her fingers over him experimentally. Her fingers glided over the tattoo on his ribs. It wasn’t overly large, a golden man standing over a demon. GoldenBen. He had gotten the tattoo years ago and had added to it over time. It was his representation of Saint Michael and vanquishing evil. Just like his team.
It took all ofBen’s hard-earned control to hold still as she got to know his body. He wished he could do the same to her, but he had promised.Benfell back on the bed as Hannah stroked his chest down to his stomach and back over his pecs. Her touches grew bolder, the more she explored him.Bencouldn’t hold still anymore. He reached up to the bottom of her shirt and stopped. “Can I?” If she said no, it would kill him, but he would respect her wishes. Hannah gave him a slight nod, andBenfelt like he just conquered the world.
Benreached under her shirt to feel her smooth skin underneath. He glided his fingers up and down, from the top of her pants to the bottom of her bra. It was paradise. She had such warm, smooth skin; he wished he could see it.
Hannah abruptly sat away from him, and he was about to ask what he had done wrong when Hannah pulled her shirt up and threw it on the ground.Benfelt his tongue hanging out at the goddess on top of him. Pale, creamy, unmarred skin. A purple lace bra cupped her breast,that weregetting larger, now that she was eating more. A long-tapered waist he could span with one of his hands. She was truly a goddess. He tried to recall the water goddess of his youth, but she paled compared to the beauty before his eyes.Benreached forward and cupped her breasts. His fingers teased the edge of her bra, wanting to rip it from her body to feast on her.
Hannah reached back and undid the bra clasp. The shoulder straps fell to her elbows, and only his hands kept the bra over her breasts. He watched her face as he pulled it away from her breasts and discarded it on the floor. They had gone much further than he planned, but he couldn’t stop now, even if he wanted to. Hannah was gifting him with paradise, and hewas going to enjoyit. He had denied himself once when he was younger, thinking she would change his mind about joining the military. Now, he would enjoy her fully. Consequences could wait for morning.
He rose up, keeping a hand on her lower back so that she didn’t fall back as he faced her. He massaged her breast with his right hand as he plundered her mouth. “Oh, Hannah.” He couldn’t get enough of her. Her taste was intoxicating.
“Ben,” she called, leaning away from him. “I ache,” she said rubbing herself against him.
Benknew what she needed, but it would be breaking his word if he did. He wouldn’t penetrate her with his penis, but his fingers would breach her. “You sure?” he husked.
“Please, make it go away,” she begged as she guided his right hand down to the top of her pants. “I trust you.”
Benwas humbled by her trust and he didn’t want to disappoint her. He flipped Hannah over and lowered her onto the pillows. He kissed her lips as his fingers glided over her skin just above her waistband. “Tell me to stop if I scare you.” He could never live with himself if he scared her with his ardor.
“I’ll do it myself if you don’t get along with it,” she threatened.
Bensmiled down at her with pride. His Goldilocks was as fierce as an Amazon warrior. “We can’t have that, can we?”Benreached down and unsnapped her button and unzipped her jeans. He slid his hand under her waistband and felt her short crisp hairs. Hannah sighed his name and lifted her hips in invitation.Benglided a finger over her slit, feeling her juices coating his finger. He was awed that she would allow him to touch her like this, but he would not question his good fortune. This could be the last opportunity for him to do this with her. He wanted to savor this with her even if they didn’t have sex. This was just as good, if not better.
Bendipped his finger inside her and was immediately engulfed in her heat. Damn, she felt good. So tight around his finger. He couldn’t imagine how tight she would be around his dick.Don’t get ahead of yourself.She was nowhere close to being ready for intercourse.
“Oh god, Hannah. You have no idea how good you feel.”Benadded a second finger and slowly pumped in and out of her.
Hannah rocked into his thrusts. “So good. Don’t want to end. I didn’t think…could do this after…” She panted with her head thrown back.
“You’re so amazing, baby girl. So strong.”Benbit out as his erection bit into his zipper. He longed to discard his pants and ease the ache in his groin but didn’t want to distress Hannah if she saw it.
“You’re amazing, Ben. There’s no one like you.”
Benpumped in and out of her faster. Her juices coated his fingers and her thighs. Her head was thrown back as she writhed on the bed, tossing her head side to side. She was so open and vulnerable right now. He was humbled she allowed him to touch her like this after what she had been through. Her musk hung heavy in the air. He wanted to duck his head down to taste it, but he was loathe to move from his spot. He watched her, and her muscles clamped around his finger. She was about to come, and he didn’t want to miss of second of witnessing it. Knowing he had done that for her.
Hannah’s back arched clear off the bed, as she screamed his name in orgasm. His heart swelled with pride knowing he could do that for her. She was so beautiful when she came. Her body tensed so tightly then just let go. He longed to join her but couldn’t ask her to take care of him. He couldn’t have known his Goldilocks wouldn’t leave him aching.
“Come here, my big strong warrior,” she cooed, reaching down for his pants. She had tried to grab him there once, and he stopped her. He didn’t have the strength to deny her again. He was powerless against her. Always had been. He had always been a moth to her flame and he never cared if he got burned.Benwatched her dainty hands reach down and undo his pants.Benflipped onto his back to give her better access to him. He groaned when his erection was finally free from its confinement. He looked at Hannah’s face for any signs of distress seeing his erection, but she only looked at it in awe. She reached out hesitantly, and grabbed him with both hands, pumping him slowly. It was exquisite torture. Shehad no ideahow good her hands felt on him. He had been on edge for the past week and a half, and no amount of jerking off had alleviated it. Only Hannah could. Within minutes he roared his climax and came on his stomach. Never had an orgasm been so intense. He should feel embarrassed he finished so quickly, but he had been wound up for too long. Hannah fell against his chest and draped herself over him.Benkissed her head and rubbed her back absently. He dreaded leaving her tomorrow, but he couldn’t regret tonight.
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Hannah lay quietly in Ben's arms. Neither spoke. The only sound to be heard was their harsh breaths. The moment felt perfect to her. Shedid thinkshe could ever enjoy lying in a man’s arms again. Ben proved her wrong. He had been so gentle and considerate of her. She had felt cherished. She didn't want to think abouttomorrowand what his leaving would mean. She didn't want to worry if he didn’t come back.
"Hannah," Ben said, pulling her from her musing. "Stop thinking so hard. Everything is going to be fine."
"You can't promise me that," she whispered softly.
"No," Ben's tone turned serious, and he turned to look at her. "But I promise I will do everything in my power to get back home to you. That's all I can promise. It's all anyone can promise. Doesn't matter if I'm military or an accountant."
Hannah realized it had been unfair to make him promise to come back. He couldn't control fate any more than she could. It wasn't like she could ask him not to go. That would be selfish of her. She couldn't ask him not to do his job because she was scared to be alone. Speaking of jobs.
