Now, their bodies moved together with such coordination, you would think their movements had been choreographed. Ben hovered above her, balancing his weight on his elbows as he dug his fingertips through her hair, thrusting his pelv
is as if they were already undressed.
Feeling his erection pressing against his pants, Katherine worked her hands to free his manhood, fighting with his belt. But Ben forced her to slow down, removing her hands as he gripped her thigh, raising her leg to rest along the small of his back. Katherine spread her legs with ease, parting for the man who had given her one of the most perfectly romantic evenings of her life.
Their date had been stripped from the pages of one of her romance novels, and she wanted it to end correctly, as she would write it herself. Wrapping both of her legs around him, Katherine moved her body with his, practicing to see how well their chemistry would carry over into the bedroom.
When she finally moved to remove his t-shirt, Ben didn’t stop her. Having already having stripped himself of the wet clothes, it didn’t take long to remove the underclothes he was left with. Ben was strategic in his planning, forcing Katherine to slow down when she wanted to race to the finish line.
Carrying her across the bed, he placed them both beneath the heavy fabric of his bedspread before slowly removing the final layer of Katherine’s clothes. His lips caressed every inch of her body, moving from her neck down to her breasts as his hands worked behind her back to free her heaviness from the restrictions of the bra.
She fell into his mouth, and he teased the sensitive skin with circular motions as her body reacted to his touch. The sounds of Katherine’s moans shocked even her, as she was typically a quiet lover. Ben groaned when she pressed against him, and the roar of his deep voice in his throat was enough to send her over the edge.
He was so sexy, so confident, and knowing that she could bring him pleasure left her feeling empowered and wanton. Katherine felt a new layer of herself making an appearance, as the sexual goddess who existed deep in her subconscious utilized the curve of her hips, lifting to press into the hardness of Ben’s body.
Her hands roamed his chest as they explored the new territory with bated enthusiasm. For days she had wondered what he felt like, how he looked, and how his skin would taste. She was overwhelmed with sensation as she dug her nails into the flesh of his chest while his front teeth grazed along her nipple.
Her body was alive beneath his touch; in ways it never had been before. Ben teased her with his mouth as his fingers circled her clitoris through the lace panties that grew damp. Her juices were flowing, and she wanted to bypass any further delay, but still Ben forced her to slow down.
“Let me take these off,” he whispered, as he disappeared beneath the covers, leaving her alone at the head of the bed.
Feeling the wetness of her panties drift down her legs, Katherine lifted to help him remove the fabric before waiting for him to return. But Ben didn’t stop with the removal of her panties, instead, he slowly kissed her inner leg until he reached the sweet spot between her thighs.
Like water, she spread for him, opening herself as he gently licked her opening until she cried out for more. He like teasing her, forcing her to ask for what she wanted, regardless of how uncomfortable it made her feel. He wanted to draw her out of her shell, and Katherine was willing to go wherever he wanted. She just needed more of him. Always more.
Circling the epicenter of her pleasure with his tongue, Ben slid two fingers into Katherine’s slit, and she yelped, gasping for air as he slid in and out of her with precision. Curling his fingers, he reached a g-spot she wasn’t aware of, tapping on her pleasure with the tips of his fingers.
“Mmm,” he moaned, with her bud in his mouth. The sensation felt like vibration, and Katherine’s back arched with delight.
“Yes! Yes!” She cried out as he worked his mouth and fingers together to drive her over the edge. She could feel herself unraveling, sure the explosion was coming soon. The tidal waves of an orgasm were making their way up from the pits of her abdomen and she felt the muscles tensing with a need to release.
“Ben! Please! Please!” She begged when he slowed his pace. She needed the release more than she even knew, and her body began to thrust against his fingers craving more pressure.
Removing his fingers, Ben pushed her legs upward as he buried his face in her honey pot, circling her clit with his tongue before taking the bud in his mouth and grazing his teeth along the overly sensitive skin.
“Ah! Yes! Ben!” She cried out just as the pleasure overflowed. Her orgasm was abrupt and urgent, unlike what she was used to, but Katherine was grateful. She didn’t usually climax when she had sex, so it was already proving to be one of her more exhilarating excursions to date.
“You taste even better than you look,” Ben growled, when he reappeared from beneath the blankets, Katherine’s arousal clearly spread across his face. With a wipe from the blanket, he left nothing but the proud grin as he carried his weight above her, leaning down to kiss her gently as he slid his length into her welcoming warmth.
“Ahhh!” Katherine moaned as her body stretched to make room for his thick girth.
Her legs wrapped around him, trying to spread her opening. Ben was much longer than she anticipated and she could already feel him reaching new depths. Working his body like an instrument, he barreled in and out of her with ease, screwing himself in a rhythmic motion that left her dazed with ecstasy.
The concept of multiple orgasms was little more than a myth to Katherine, so when she felt the waves again begin to build in her chest, she was confused. Ben was taking her to levels of pleasure she didn’t believe to truly exist, but she enjoyed the ride, gripping onto his strong body with every ounce of determination she could muster.
“Oh, you feel so good,” Ben growled, thrusting his body forward.
His pleasure was her reward, and hearing him groan and moan so close to her ear was all she could stand as her second orgasm threatened to drain everything she had left. By the waves building in her stomach, Katherine knew it was going to be all encompassing. She was so turned on, so engaged, it caught her by surprise, sweeping over her like a wave in the ocean.
“Oh, Katherine! Fuck! Sweetheart,” Ben growled as his own need to release took priority.
Gone was the controlled man, manipulating her body with pleasure. Now, Ben had lost his rhythm altogether and was stroking with desperation as he slammed into her, his hips bucking wildly like an animal. It was erotic to watch him lose himself inside her, already hungry for more.
She gripped him tightly, meeting him at every thrust as she lifted her hips to join his movement. Ben was grunting like an animal, nearing his own explosion as he gripped her thin frame tightly.
“Take me, Katherine,” he growled, his words more of a plea than an order.
Katherine accepted him, taking every inch of his length as he shoved his manhood deep into her tightness, stretching her to the max. She was slightly disappointed when his hips bucked one last time, already wanting more of him.