In one quick, fluid movement, Ben rolled me over onto my back and slid his body over mine. He felt hard against me. And heavy. I felt crushed under his weight and I liked it.
“Oh Sera, Sera,” he said, staring into my eyes.
“Yes?”
“Nothing. I just like saying your name.” And with that, he kissed me. His facial hair was rough, his lips were velvety, his mouth warm and sweet tasting and his tongue soft. The textures and feelings all combined and mingled into something amazing and unforgettable.
It’s one thing to have sex with someone. But it’s another thing entirely to be doing it with someone you’ve fallen desperately in love with.
Our clothes were off and there was a chill in the air. I shivered. Ben quickly pulled the covers over our heads and we were enveloped in warm darkness. The heat under the thick duvet suddenly made everything seem so much more intense and heightened.
Ben kissed me again, but this time, his mouth traveled down my neck and over my breasts. It felt good. And when his warm tongue brushed my nipple, I inhaled sharply. The air inside the duvet was getting hotter now. It was almost too thick to breathe.
“Mmm. You taste like chocolate,” Ben whispered.
“Really?” I giggled slightly as his tongue came out and he licked me, as if he was really tasting me.
“Seriously. You actually taste like it.”
I giggled and pulled his head up for another kiss.
“How’s it even possible that you taste that good?” he continued.
I put my hand over his mouth. “Stop talking and just kiss me.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Ben came in for another kiss and I opened my legs, letting his body slide between them, wrapping a leg around him to make sure he couldn’t escape—he was mine now. The kiss soon took over our whole bodies and Ben ground his hips into me. My own hips lifted, swayed and thrust up to meet him. Over and over again. We kissed, while our bodies rocked together. Faster. Harder. More breathless. Until Ben finally pulled away, gasping for air.
“Sera, Sera, Sera . . .”
“Ben, Ben, Ben . . .” I whispered back, playing along.
“You’re so fucking tasty I could eat you,” he said.
I winced when I felt a little bite on my neck. And then one on my shoulder. Then my neck again.
But then I felt him move lower. “I wonder what you taste like here,” he said before I felt a tiny nibble on my stomach. His soft kisses and warm wet tongue moved further down. He kissed my hip bone, my inner thigh and then . . .
I gasped.
“Ben.” His name came out fast and desperate as I felt the first tingle throughout my entire body. Every nerve—from head to toe—felt like it was on fire. The waves of sensation rushed through me like an incoming tide. Building, growing more violent, and more intense. I closed my eyes and threw back my head. It was all I could do as I was overcome with pleasure.
My breath grew faster and faster and my need for fresh air increased. It felt like there was no oxygen left under the covers. I gasped for oxygen and, not getting enough, I grabbed at the duvet and yanked it down. And as I took in that first breath of cool air, I came.
It was the most intense thing I’d ever experienced. I felt like I couldn’t contain all the sensations in my body. It burst out of me and filled the whole room as I writhed and moaned loudly.
And then, just as the sensation was tapering off, I felt Ben inside me. His mouth immediately came up to mine. He kissed me hard and moaned against my mouth as he moved inside me.
No coherent thoughts formed. My brain just switched off.
Our bodies developed a rhythm. As if we were both moving in slow motion. With each stroke, each thrust, each touch of our lips, our breathing and our bodies moved more and more in perfect unison. We were no longer separate people. We were one.
As our breathing and bodies went faster and harder, only one thought penetrated the thick haze—I don’t want this to end. Before the thought could grab hold, it left me as pure pleasure took over once more.
Our bodies moved faster still.
“Sera, I love you . . .” Ben whispered, the words getting stuck in his throat as his body started to tense and his grip on my fingers intensified. I felt my muscles tensing too and I wrapped my legs tighter around him, even tighter.
“I love you too,” I said.
