Touch Me (You & Me 2)

He pulled out, causing her to cry out in frustration. He scooped her up, his arms under her knees as he stalked to the bed, carefully depositing her on it before crawling up to join her. She spread her legs, eager to have him return to her body. His hands went to her knees bending them and spreading her wide before pulling her butt towards where he was kneeling. His hand reached between her legs, teasing the most sensitive part of her before pushing a finger inside.

“Ben,” she murmured, wanting him again.

He answered by sliding inside her in an agonizingly slow pace, his eyes focused on the part of her he was pushing inside. She watched him stare at her apex, the heat in his eyes, the clenching of his jaw telling her how turned on he was. It was too much. She began to writhe, her body wanted more.

His eyes met hers before he looked down at their joined bodies and reached out, putting his finger on the extremely sensitive and very swollen nub. Her back arched, taking him deeper inside as he rubbed and teased and took her somewhere she’d never been.

“That’s it sweetheart. Give it to me. I want to watch you cum on me. Let me see,” he encouraged in a low guttural voice that felt like sand paper over raw nerves.

Her body responded as he commanded. She erupted, her juices soaking him as her body milked him with tiny little tremors that took her higher and higher. He moved his hand and began to fuck her in earnest. Grunting and groaning, cursing as he lost all control. His movements chasing her across the bed as he thrust hard and deep into her.

When she felt the explosion inside her followed by his shout of exquisite pleasure, she found herself riding the orgasm with him. He collapsed beside her, his arm pulling her close as he struggled to catch his breath.

“My god,” he said between breaths.

She giggled. “Damn that was amazing.”

“You know how to tempt me. You have to be careful. With you, I have no control.”

“Good. Don’t be controlled. I want you—all of you. Show me how much you want me,” she whispered.

He leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. “I’m afraid I’ll split you in two,” he murmured.

The thought made her hot all over again. “You won’t. I’m not fragile. I want you in every way.”

He nodded his head, kissing her again. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t. Next time, don’t hold back.”

“Give me five minutes and I’ll give you what you want,” he said close to her ear.

She giggled, excited for what he would show her. She wanted to feel passion that couldn’t be sated. She wanted to know she was sexy and beautiful and could make him lose all control. She was loving her new outlook on life. She loved having the power to be do what she wanted and that included making the man next to her crazy with lust.

Chapter Twenty-One

Ben

HE FELT GOOD AS HE walked down the hall, smiling and nodding at everyone he passed, even some of the executives he wasn’t super fond of. His mood was too good for anyone or anything to ruin. He had just had what he was going to call the best weekend of his life. The sex had been off the charts and he could honestly say he was completely satisfied in a way he never knew was possible.

“Good morning,” he nodded to one of the janitors putting the finishing touches on the shiny front reception desk.

The janitor looked at him as if he had two heads. Ben grinned and continued on his way to the elevators, Katherine on his mind the entire time. They had spent most of Saturday in bed, only getting up long enough to eat before finding themselves in the throes of yet another passionate embrace. He was addicted to her but wanted her to know it was about a lot more than sex. He wanted the total package and had insisted they leave the house on Sunday, even if he would have loved to spend another day in bed with her.

They had gone on a winery tour. He’d been to plenty of wineries, but it had never been quite as enjoyable as it had been with her. She had also been on numerous winery tours, but she too said it had been different with him. He believed her. They shared glasses of wine, talked about the flavors and enjoyed the natural beauty of the vineyards.

From the moment they walked into his house on Friday evening, it had been like they stepped into their own world. Nothing could sully it. They were in their own little bubble, just the two of them. He smiled thinking about how well they got along. She was perfect in every way. He stepped into the elevator and thought about the movie he had seen with Katherine. It had been a silly movie that was really not his style, but she said she wanted to laugh. He wanted to accommodate her and agreed to go into an actual theater, although he had his own spotlessly clean theater at home. They shared a bucket of popcorn and laughed hysterically at the ridiculous antics on the big screen.

When the elevator stopped on his floor, he strolled down the hall towards his office. He could see Rachel wasn’t at her desk yet and stopped to grab a cup of coffee from the stocked kitchen he provided for his employees. He chatted with a few of the employees before he heard Rachel’s voice and practically chased her down the hall. He was anxious to find out how it had gone with Will.

“Hey,” he said, startling her as she was getting ready to take her seat.

“You scared me!” she practically shouted, reaching out to slap him on the arm, nearly spilling his coffee on him.

“Sorry, come in my office,” he told her.

“What’s up??

?? she asked.