Ruin: Part Three (Ruin 3)

"How did you end up sitting next to me in coach?" I interrupt whatever it was he was going to say.

His finger traces a line over the seam of my jeans. "I asked the flight attendant to check if anyone was sitting next to you. She said you had the window seat, the middle seat was vacant and a woman was sitting in the aisle seat."

I never saw that woman. After I sat down in my seat I don't remember anything until Ben came up the aisle and sat down. "What woman? I never saw her."

"That's because she took my seat in first class after I offered it to her in exchange for your seat in coach when she boarded the plane."

"I thought that broke some rule or something." I tilt my head towards him. "Don't you have to stay in the seat assigned to you in case something happens?"

"The flight attendant called the gate. They made a note of the change and I took the seat in coach that was beside you."

"Why?" I glance at him with a grin. "Why would you do that?"

"You have the most beautiful face I've ever seen." His finger jumps to my chin. "When I saw you walk past me, I knew I had to know you."

Chapter 10

"Ah, Kayla." His hands run down the bare skin of my back. "Please. I need to. Please."

I push my wetness into his crotch. "Just hold me like this."

"Yes," he whispers the word into my neck. "I'll hold you like this forever."

I want that. I'd kissed him after he told me he arranged to sit next to me on the airplane. It wasn't because the gesture demanded a reward. It was because I saw within him the same need that I felt that night. When I'd first looked at his face as the flight attendants ran through the finer details of what to do in case of an emergency, my eyes had locked with his. There was a mirrored reflection in his face of my want and desire. We both knew, before either of us said the cursory and expected hello, that we'd be sharing our bodies.

"Your body is perfect." His lips graze over my chin. "Do you know how perfect it is?"

He's sitting against the thick wooden headboard of his bed, his back pushing it into it, while I straddle his lap. My breasts are splayed against his chest. My hands cup his cheeks. "I like that you think it's perfect."

"Everything about you is."

I push my lips into his, running the edge of my tongue along the lush full lines of his mouth. He groans slightly, his arms tightening on my back, one hand racing down to cup my ass cheek, pulling my core over his swollen erection.

"I've missed this," I whisper into his mouth. "I've missed you."

He pulls back just enough that his lips hover next to mine as he speaks. "Tell me you trust me, Kayla. I can't do this if you don’t trust me."

"I…" I edge forward wanting to feel his kiss again.

"Kayla." His hands bolt to my face. "I have so many things to tell you. I can't fuck you if you doubt me. I feel too much when I fuck you."

The growl that comes out of him with the words only arouses me more. "I want you to fuck me, Ben."

"Jesus, please." His thumb runs a path over my bottom lip. "I want to taste you. I've been craving you for days. Tell me this is okay."

"I want it." I push my breasts into his chest, pressing my core into his hard cock. "I want you so much."

"Fuck." His hands are back on my body, pushing me down. "I have to lick you."

I throw my legs open not caring that I'm on total display. He moves his tall frame with a single glide until his hands are on my ass and his head is resting against my thigh.

"Ben." I weave my hand through his hair. "Please."

He runs his finger over the lips of my slick sex. "Your cunt is so beautiful."

I push my hips back into the bed and arch my back. "I'm so close already. Do it, Ben. Please."

"You want me to lick this." His tongue spears hot over my swollen clit. "You want that, don't you?"