Pure Love

6

Bunny

“Benny,” I moan. I’m having the best dream of my life, and I never want it to end. A groan rumbles close to my ear, and I know Ben has his face pressed against my neck.

My eyes fly open. I quickly realize I've been grinding my ass against Ben’s cock. He’s got one hand slipped up my shirt. His big hand is holding one of my breasts. My nipple is as hard as his cock. His other hand is tucked between my closed thighs, cupping my sex.

It’s a bit surprising being as when I asked him to hold me last night he insisted it wasn’t a good idea. When I quickly took back my request, he’d told me he wanted nothing more than to hold me but he was worried what could happen during the night. I wasn’t sure what that meant, but I’m understanding it much more now. And I don’t have one problem with it.

Except that I’m embarrassed that I’ve been rubbing myself on him like a cat in heat, and he might not be okay with that. Sure, he was down with some cuddling, but I’m not so sure he knew what he was getting himself into when he agreed.

I close my eyes again to take a deep breath. The throb between my legs is almost unbearable. I shift, my need winning out, and push down, trying to grind myself against his palm.

“Bunny.” His voice is crisp like he’s wide awake. Crap.

“I’m sorry.”

“Never be sorry for grinding this ass against me, babe. I just need to know you’re awake.”

“I’m awake,” I whimper. He lifts his head. I don’t turn mine to meet his eyes. I’m way too embarrassed.

“What's wrong? Are you in pain today?”

“Kinda.” I close my eyes and push down again.

“Fuck, you’re soaked through your panties.” He drops his head back down into my neck.

The only thing between his hand and my sex is my panties. I hadn’t felt like digging through all the bags last night when Ben suggested we watch TV in bed, so I put on one of his shirts to wear. I barely remember falling asleep.

Once we both agreed cuddling was on the table and Ben wrapped his body around mine, I was out. I tried to stay awake and enjoy it, but I felt too safe and comfortable.

“Benny.”

“Right here.” He kisses my neck. “Can I take care of you?” I quickly nod my head. “Words, Bunny. I need them.”

“Yes, please take care of me.”

That’s all he needs to hear before he grabs my thighs, pulling my legs apart, throwing one of mine over his. As he does, he lifts one of his own legs and traps mine between his to keep my thighs spread for him.

He dips his hand into the top of my panties. Two fingers go for my clit. He presses them firmly into me and starts to draw circles as his mouth starts to trail kisses up and down my neck. They start off sweet, a brush of the mouth, but they quickly turn to open-mouth kisses, his teeth nibbling at me.

I gasp when his other hand starts to move, groping my breast before his fingers tug at my nipple. It’s all too much. “Come for me, babe. I want to hear your orgasm.”

“Benny!” I cry out his name, my body listening to his commands. Pleasure rolls through me. Ben keeps moving his fingers, drawing out my orgasm. I dig my nails into his arm, dropping my head back, my eyes falling closed as I melt into him.

Ben slowly pulls his hand out from my panties. I hear him suck them into his mouth. A groan comes from deep inside of him. His cock jerks against my ass. I open my eyes, realizing he didn’t get anything from our exchange. I received all the pleasure.

“What about you?” I ask. He grips my chin to turn my head more toward him to claim my mouth. I can taste my pleasure on his lips.

“Not worried about me. This is about you. Morning, Bunny.”

“Morning, Ben.” I smile.

“What happened to Benny?” He smiles down at me.

“It just kinda came out.” He kisses me again.

“No nightmares last night,” he points out.

“Guess you kept them away.”

“You are good for a man’s ego.” He chuckles. “How about I feed you?”

“Mmkay,” I agree, really wanting to just lie here, but I’m guessing Ben has a life he has to get back to at some point.

“You can stay in bed if you want. I’m going to hop in the shower and then I’ll start breakfast.” He lays another kiss on me before he gets up from the bed.

I cuddle back down into the bed and watch him slip into the bathroom with a smile pasted on my face. It shouldn’t be. I should be a mess, but I’m not. I don’t know my name or who I am, but at the moment, I don’t really care. The rest of my life may be a blank, but this right here with Ben is real, and I want to live in that for a minute.

I sit up, wondering if it would be terrible to go into the shower and join him. I would if not for being shy over my body. Sadly, that’s the only thing holding me back.

“Give the man some space,” I tell myself, falling back onto the bed. I sit back up when I think I hear my name coming from the bathroom.

Slowly I slip off the bed but freeze when Ben’s phone starts to vibrate on the nightstand. The name Kelly scrolls across it. It stops and starts again three more times.

Yikes. She’s calling over and over again. I saw her name come up last night too. It might be important. I could tell Ben someone is blowing up his phone and take it to him. Instead, when it rings again, I find myself answering it.

“Hello,” I say, and no one responds. “Hello?” I try again.

“Sorry, I was trying to call Ben, but maybe I have the wrong number.”

“No, this is Ben’s phone. He’s in the shower. Can I take a message?” Again, the line goes quiet. “Are you there?”

“He didn’t tell me he had a girlfriend when we went out the other day,” she finally says. How do I respond to that? “Are you two dating or something? Never mind. It’s nine in the morning, and you’re answering his phone. That tells me all I need to know. Just a heads up, he was with me last Sunday.”

“Thanks?” I respond, not really sure what else I’m supposed to say.

“Sure, whatever.” She hangs up.

My mind goes straight to Sunday. That was the day Ben found me. I know he was with me all day. Unless she meant the morning.

“Everything okay?” Ben says. I jerk my head up to see him standing in front of me with a towel wrapped around his waist. A wall of abs is right there on display.

“Wow” is all that comes out of my mouth. He chuckles.

“Someone call?” He nods to his phone in my hand. I nod.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have answered, but she called over and over. I thought maybe something was wrong.”

“Ollie?” He reaches out to take his phone from my hand.

“Kelly.”

“You talk to her?” He smirks.

“I told her you were in the shower.” He laughs harder.

“Good, maybe she’ll get the message.”

“What message? She said she was with you the other day.” I glance down at fingers I’m tangling together in my lap.

“Bunny.”

“Yeah?” I look back up.

“Going to grab you,” he warns but doesn’t move.

“Like now or—” Then he’s on me. Pinning me to the bed.

Without a thought, I wrap my legs around him. Well, the best I can. Ben is a big man. I realize he was warning me before he moved, scared he would startle me. I don’t think Ben could startle me if he tried.

“Thought I made things clear last night, but if I need to prove it, I will. I have no problem doing that for you. Whatever it takes to make you feel settled. I’m not with anyone. I got you off this morning and then got myself off in the shower with your taste still in my mouth. You own me, Bunny. There is no one else for me. Period.” Whoa. Heat floods through my whole body at his admission.

“Okay, I’m sorry I questioned. She just said—”

“That I was with her a few days ago. I was.” I drop my gaze from his, not caring to hear about him with anyone that is into him even if he’s not into them. Ben brushes his mouth against mine, making me relax under him before he keeps going. “Met her at the diner for a job interview for a position I didn’t know my brother already filled at Hart Bonds. I wouldn’t have hired her, even if Kane hadn’t filled the position. She started flirting with me, and that doesn’t fly.”

“You got something against flirting?” I tease him.

“Not when you do it, Bunny. Flirt away. I’m all yours.”

“All mine?”

“Yep, and you’re all mine.”

I love the sound of that. Heck, I love everything that my Benny says.