Your Irresistible Love (The Bennett Family 1)

He gives me a long look. “You really hate jogging, don’t you?”

“Yes, and I’m not even sorry.”

The drive to my apartment is pure torture. Ignoring the sexual tension on the beach was hard. In the car, it’s downright impossible. We are too close, too sweaty, and too turned on. At least, I know I am. I cross my legs, hoping to squelch the ache in my groin. No such luck. To make matters worse, we remain stuck in traffic for half an hour because of an accident.

“Shit! I’m running late,” Sebastian exclaims, punching the side of the steering wheel.

“You can shower at my place, and then you can go directly to your parents’ house. Oh wait, you don’t have anything to change into, right? ”

“Actually, I do. I have the suitcase for Washington with me. I’m flying tonight, after the anniversary.”

Oh, yeah. He’s flying to Washington for a business trip. I almost forgot.

“Why aren’t you flying tomorrow?”

“I have meetings scheduled tomorrow too.”

“It’s a Sunday, workaholic.”

He shrugs, smiling. We arrive at my place a while later. Sebastian showers first, and then it’s my turn. I immediately spray myself with cold water, but it doesn’t relieve the pressure in my core at all. Only one thing will.

After fixing the showerhead up, I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Parting my legs, I slide my hand down to my shaved pubis. I moan when my fingers reach the tender flesh. It’s been so long. I circle my clit, biting my lip to choke any noises. The thought that Sebastian is in the next room turns me on even more. I increase the speed of my strokes, imagining he’s the one touching me. I am sure he can do wonders with his hands. Without realizing, his name slips out. As pressure builds inside me, I can’t withhold my sounds of pleasure anymore.

“Fuck, you’re sexy.”

A shiver runs through me—hot and cold at the same time. I blink my eyes open, moving my hands behind my back. Sebastian stands in front of the bathtub, completely naked. My greedy eyes want to take in every inch of his sculpted body, but a particular spot requires my immediate attention. Sebastian Bennett has a hard-on, and he is stroking himself in my bathroom, less than a foot away from me.

“Sebastian, what. . .?”

“You left the door open.” His voice is low and raspy, and his eyelids hooded. “And you called my name. I took it as an invitation.”

Holding my breath, I nod, consequences be damned. Sebastian climbs in with me. When his mouth covers mine, the same avalanche of feelings that gripped me during our first kiss storms through me again. I can’t make out one sensation from the other, but what I do know is that he’s filling up a void inside me that I wasn’t aware of until now.

Need and desperation lace our kiss as he cups my head with both hands, pushing me against the wall. The cold tiles shock me, prompting my hips to buck forward, pressing my lower body against his erection. A new wave of sensation hits me at the same time he groans into my mouth. He unhitches his lips from mine, trailing kisses down my chest, nuzzling one of my nipples and pinching the other one. I fist his hair with one hand, grazing the skin on his shoulder with the other one. The tension inside me grows and grows as Sebastian slowly makes his way down. Very slowly. He stops at my navel, placing his hands on my hips.

When he lowers his mouth further, I brace myself to feel his lips on my folds, but he places them on my inner thigh instead. The soft touch of his kisses spurs a million sensations. I can’t take it anymore.

“Stop teasing me,” I whisper, kneading his hair between my fingers.

“Greedy girl.”

“Yes, very. I need you. Now.”

“Demanding. I’ve wanted this moment for too long not to enjoy you.”

He continues with his ministrations, turning me crazy, until my body seems to be made of fire, sensation, and need. When he finally kisses my clit, suckling at it expertly, I turn to mush, barely standing. I grip the rail of the shower with one hand, the other one still buried in his hair. His lips feel amazing on my slick flesh, his tongue pressing on the bundle of nerves in the center, setting fire to each and every one of them. The warmth carries through my extremities, infusing my entire body with wanton need. Suddenly, I can’t get enough. As if sensing this, the lash of his tongue becomes faster, harder. My breath comes in pants, and my legs are trembling so badly that I’m certain they will fail me. A bolt of heat knocks through me, and I see stars. Sebastian slicks one finger inside, stroking my inner flesh in a come-here motion that splinters me. I come hard, buckling forward from the shock and the million sensations exploding inside me, euphoria and satisfaction filling me. Only when I hear him groan a few seconds later do I realize he was pleasuring himself at the same time he was pleasuring me.

***

Back inside the room, we dress, and Sebastian wraps his arms around me from behind, planting small kisses on my earlobe.

“I’m sorry I can’t stay longer.”

“Mmm, you have remarkable self-restraint.”

Flipping me around, he tilts my chin up. “I have about ten minutes left before I have to leave. When I make love to you, Ava, I will take my time with you.” Leaning in to me, he adds, “I will make you scream beneath me.”

I shudder in his arms, heat pooling between my legs again. He leans back, scrutinizing me with an unreadable expression.