My breath hitches as he sucks my earlobe into his mouth circling with his mouth.
“I need you, Clara.”
I reach under the table, taking his hand ready to pull him away from the wedding party no longer caring about decorum.
“You two need to stop it right now,” Maureen says, her face scrunched up and red with anger.
“We were just finishing the lovely dinner you provided.” Ben grips my hand harder when I laugh at his charming ways, which aren’t working on my stepsister.
“I was nice and let you stay, but I’m done. You need to leave or I’ll have security escort you out. Which I should’ve done in the first place.”
Ben stands, and I follow him. There’s no place I’d rather be than with him, especially since we can escape my bitchy stepsister’s wedding.
“You’re going to choose him over family?” Maureen screeches, getting the attention of all the wedding guests.
“Maureen, you were never family. You’ve treated me awful from the moment we met. I’m done trying.” I keep my voice quiet, reminding myself this is her wedding.
“Clara, you’re such an idiot. He’s slept with all of Las Vegas and most of Nevada. He doesn’t care about you. You’re just someone he’s having fun with just like he had fun with Niki, and Jane.”
Two bridesmaids gasp, getting up from the bridal party table after Maureen spreads their personal business for everyone to hear.
“Come on, Clara. We’re leaving.” Ben puts his arm around me. “And since Maureen wants to drag my name through the mud here it is. I’ve been with my share of women, and I’ve never been in a relationship before, but that’s because I hadn’t met Clara yet.” Some of the women in the crowd ‘aww’ at his declaration. “I’m in love with her and she’s the only one for me. As for you.” Ben points at Maureen pinning her with a steely gaze. “I feel sorry for you. This is your wedding day and you couldn’t be happy having your day you had to have drama. You’re a sad woman.” His eyes move to Charlie. “Also, she wanted to hook up with me tonight.”
Ben and I run down the stairs into the cool night air. Ben hands the valet his ticket, hugging me as we wait for our get-away-car.
“I tried to keep my mouth shut, but she played dirty.”
I kiss him. “It was perfect. Thank you for sticking up for me.”
“Anytime.”
Chapter 20
Ben
“This isn’t safe driving.” Clara moans as I pull her dress up and brush my fingers over her drenched panties.
“You make me crazy. I need to touch you. Your place is too far away.” My finger slips under the material of her panties and I drag my finger through her wetness.
“I only live ten minutes away.” Clara reclines the seat, spreading her legs wider to give me better access.
“Too far.” I stroke her, listening to her moan when I touch a sensitive spot. “Do you want me to stop?” I ask, impaling her with one thick long finger.
“No, don’t stop.” Her legs shudder as I pull it out and push it back in with slow measured movements.
“Tell me what you want. Tell me what to do to you.” I glance over to see her eyes shut tight, her face tense with pleasure. “Tell me, Clara. I want to know all the dirty things you want me to do to you.”
“I want you to finger me until I come. Circle my clit with your thumb as you thrust your finger inside me. Make me come before we get back to my place.”
“Fuck.” I hold onto the steering wheel with my other hand. Somehow I manage to stay on the road. Following her instructions, I push my finger deeper inside her, feeling her tightness grip it. My thumb circles her clit rubbing her faster and harder as she grinds into me. “We’re almost there. Clara, you need to hurry up for me.” My teeth grit together, and my cock is straining against my zipper. I push down on the gas pedal with the need to get her home now.
I add another finger as I drive through the streets, making a left turn into her neighborhood.
Clara moans. “Don’t stop.”
And I don’t. I keep finger fucking her while she grinds against my hand.
Her pussy pulses around my finger and I’m about to come in my pants. I almost drive by her parking lot. I park the car as Clara still shudders from the aftershocks in the passenger seat.
I jump out of the car, running around to open Clara’s door. Tossing her over my shoulder, I run to her door unlocking it in record time. Once we’re inside, I don’t stop until we’re in her room.
Her legs wobble a little when I set her down.
“Turn around.”
Her movements aren’t stable, making me smile with the knowledge I’m the one who took her equilibrium away.