Ben stood up from the table, removed the condom and threw it out in the trash.
“I think we should wait a few more minutes, I don’t think I can walk just yet,” I said.
Ben laughed. “Honey, after the way you treated me, you don’t even have to move. I’ll carry you to your bedroom.”
“Whoa, easy there Arnold, I know you’re strong and everything, but you won’t make it out the kitchen, much less past four rooms to my bedroom.”
“Haha, we’ll see about that,” he laughed. He stood in front of me in front of the table and gently took my left arm and helped me sit up. Then, smiling, he took both my hands and wrapped them around his neck and told me to wrap my legs around his waist.
“Are you sure?” I asked giggling while he lifted me.
Instead of an answer, he captured my mouth as he adjusted my weight against him. He brought his elbows behind my damp knees to give him added balance, and then left the kitchen.
“Looks like you were right, Jess. I think I have to stop to catch my breath,” he whispered against my mouth after having entered the living room. He leaned me against the wall opposite of the windows facing the lit up city in the living room. Instead of setting me down, he slid his hands up my thighs until his right hand reached a slick softness.
I tore my mouth from his.
“Ben, not here, the neighbours across might see us,” I said alarmed.
He pulled his head back and met my alarmed eyes, but he did not let his fingers rest.
“Honey, trust me, people would kill to see you cum,” he said, his eyes already almost black.
“Well, when you say it like that...” I winked at him.
“Good girl, let me touch you,” he murmured against my mouth, and moved his right hand minutely.
I arched me back and dug my fingernails into his broad shoulders, as I’d done before in the kitchen, and his fingers started moving faster. A cry escaped me as I squirmed, almost falling, but he pressed me against the wall more firmly and moved his hand one more time to send my body writhing against him.
“Think the neighbours have seen enough?” he asked, grinning.
“Haha, yes! I didn’t sign up to give a free show!”
He laughed out loud and hugged me close.
“Besides, at this rate, we’ll never make it to my bedroom,” I added and buried my face in his neck.
“You’re right, let’s move on.”
He continued his way down the hall, past the entertainment room, the guest washroom, and the guest bedroom with my legs and arms still wrapped around him.
We were just halfway past the distance between the guest bedroom and my bedroom when he stopped again and leaned me against the wall.
“You’re slipping. Hand on,” he said and repositioned me.
I lifted my head. My dark eyes met his, alarmed.
It was no use. His right hand was already teasing the ultra sensitive spot between my thighs, and I started rolling my hips to increase the force of contact.
“That’s right baby, rock your hips,” Ben said as he thrust two fingers inside me, causing my heart race to double.
“Ben, no. Not here, I’ll fall...”
“Only if you fight me, beautiful. If you behave yourself, we’ll be just fine,” he murmured with a wicked grin.
“Behave myself? You little...” I interrupted myself with a sharp breath as I felt him thrust a third finger inside me, his thumb still playing with my clit.
“What was that sweetheart?” He moved his hands in unison this time and I dug my nails into his back as I tried to rock my hips back and forth. His hands followed my movements as he lowered his mouth to my throat and started sucking the flesh in his hot mouth. When he increased the rhythm of his fingers, I arched my back and tightened my legs around him.
“BEN,” I cried loudly, shuddering and rocking against him.
I clutched on to him and I could feel his once again hard cock against my inner thigh, indicating that he was about to lose control just like I just had.
He took me to my bedroom and laid me down a little roughly. I could see his black eyes travelling the length of me hungrily as he stood at the foot of the bed.
“Has anyone ever told you that you’re sexy as hell?” he asked seductively.
“Just a few times,” I said, still a bit out of breath.
“Well you are. Look what you do to me, honey” he pointed between his legs.
I laughed softly and motioned him to come closer with my index finger to show him how happy his words made me.
“What is it, baby?” he asked, raising an eye brow.
“Come here,” I demanded seductively.
“Cause I want you.”
“Hmm, so you’re sexy as hell, and naughty. I like that,” he said as he lay down on top of me.
I entwined my hands around his neck and pulled him into a hot, greedy kiss while rocking my hips against his to show him how excited he’d made me.
He returned my kiss with the same enthusiasm, and then his one hand travelled down my throat to my right breast and he squeezed it, causing a low moan to escape me. I felt him smile against my lips as his hand traveled down to my belly button, and the lower. As his lips moved down to my throat, he thrust two fingers inside me.
“Oh, God,” I moaned.
“Umm, you like that, baby?” he asked his lips now on my left breast, sucking my hard nipple.
“Uh huh” I said, my voice high in pitch.
He removes his fingers from inside me and sat back of his haunches. Then, he leaned forward, and started dropping wet kissed on my inner thigh. Another moan tore through me, and he continued his way up towards my wetness. Excited, I pulled at his hair with my one hand to get him to put his head between my legs, but he just shook his head and travelled the length of my other inner thigh, from the bottom up, even slower this time, as if to punish me. When he finally got to where I wanted him, he looked up at me in my half open eyes and said:
“I think I forgot to mention it before, but the way you’re shaved your pussy, is beyond sexy!”
And with that he went on to stick his hot tongue inside me causing me to cry from pleasure. At that moment all I could think of, besides the feeling of his wet tongue inside me, was how thankfully I was to have shaved the night before and to have tried the “landing strip” for the first time.
I started rolling my hips and he placed his strong hands on my thighs to keep them down, which actually made me feel even more pleasure, as he continued to trust his tongue inside me, and then moved it up to suck on my clit. I pulled on his hair with force to as he let go of my one thigh and thrust three fingers inside me all at once, making me scream from pleasure.
“Oh, baby, you’re soaking wet,” he said, his voice rough.
“UH, UHH, UHHH” I screamed as I came once again, while Ben was still moving his fingers in and out quickly.
Spent, I closed my eyes and tried to recover because I could see in Ben's eyes that he was no where near finished with me. And I was right. With my eyes still closed he started kidding my neck slowly, while covering my body with his. The feel of his weight on top of me was very exciting and suddenly, all I wanted was to make him feel as good as he had just made me feel.
I opened my eyes and saw that he was looking at me with his sexy dark eyes.
"Get off Big Boy" I demanded in a playful tone.
"Oh?" he said one eyebrow raised. "Now, which way could you possibly mean that? And if you mean it the way I think you do, will you help me sexy?"
I laughed at that.
"Ben, I literally mean get off of me!" I said still laughing.
"Hmmm, now that doesn't sound like fun."
"Trust me, it will be," I replied seductively.
His eyes widened a little and in the next second he was sitting up on the bed.
"So miss Jessica, what are you going to do to relieve my pain?" he asked and pointed down between his thighs, to his swollen manhood.
"Awe, you poor thing," I said, "lemme help you with that!"
I got up and standing up on the bed commanded him to lie down facing me. He immediately did as told and I quickly jumped off the bed and ran to my dresser to grab a blindfold.
"Whoa, are we doing kinky?" Ben sat up excited.
"Just lie back mister, and hands to yourself" I commanded, pushing him back with my index finger while straddling his hips. I tied the blindfold and after making sure he couldn't see anything, leaned forward and covered his upper body with mine. I started running my teeth down the side of his neck and after a few seconds was rewarded with a moan. Feeling really turned on, I moved my legs from the straddle position so that I was lying on top of him, and started slowly sliding up and down his body all the way down to his knees. The third time, while I was sliding down, I stopped at his hips and lightly licked his throbbing cock, my tongue barely touching him. I did the same thing a few more times, and the fifth time, unable to control himself, Ben thrust his cock in my mouth while moaning loudly. Feeling equally turned on, I started sucking his cock fast and hard, while he rolled his hips to the rhythm of my mouth.
"Oh my God!," Ben exclaimed, "I can't take this anymore, can I take the blindfold off please?" he begged.
I sat up, straddling him and then untied the blindfold.
"You are one mean sexy woman, Jess," he said breathless.
"I've got another surprise for you," I said excitedly.
I lifted my hips a bit and sat on his rock hard erection. His eyes widened and looked up at me in shock. To be honest, I was shocked as well because it felt better then anything else; the new angle was really something else. I knew there was no way we could "make it last" so I started rocking my hips quickly, riding him hard, - sweat, salty, hot sweat, dripping from both of us.
"Fuck, baby, you're so hot!" Ben said, his voice rough.
"Look to the left Ben," I said and pointed at our left when I had my huge wall mirror while allowed us to see exactly what we were doing.
"OH MY GOD," he practically screamed. "That is soooo fucking hot."
And it was. I knew I wouldn't be able to last much longer.
Then without warning, Ben grabbed me by the waist and lifted me off of him, threw me to the bed with force and sat up on his knees. Then, he grabbed my ass and pulled me towards him, so that I was on all fours. He turned me slightly so that we were both facing the mirror on an angle that allowed us to see our whole bodies, and drove his cock into me so hard, I thought he was going to rip my insides. We both started moaning loudly, as Ben thrust his cock in me quickly and with force.
"BEN, BEN, BEN, BEN" I screamed as I felt myself about to cum.
"Look at us baby, look how hot we look," he practically screamed while grabbing my boobs and squeezing them before grabbing my hair and pulling it back making my head fall back. He licked my earlobe and neck and then released me as I started screaming because I was having an orgasm. Ben started moaning at the same time and we came together, hard and fast, as one, with starts exploding around us.
After a few minutes, our breathing went back to normal and he lay down next to me.
"I can honestly say that tonight has been the hottest, most amazing night of my life, and that you are the sexiest woman I've even known," Ben said grinning.
"Umm, you aren't too back yourself mister," I said deliriously happy.
After two more rounds, we fell asleep in my bed, his arms wrapped around me, holding me tightly against the length of him. I knew that it wasn’t love or anything, but Ben just seemed different than any other guy I’d met. And besides, who knew what would happen later on?
I don’t know. Really, I don’t. What I do know is that that was amazing, and that that night I slept better than I had in a long, long time. Even though I was exhausted, I felt deliriously happy, and had butterflies in my stomach.
The next day at work I leaned two things. Sarah, Derek and James told me the first thing. That, John was in fact sleeping with Amanda, which he actually told them himself. He said that at first, he didn’t want people to know because they weren’t too serious in the beginning, but now she was pregnant and he wanted to let everyone know that he was going to be a dad. Oh, and apparently, “elephant shoes” looks like “I love you” when you mouth the words, so I guess he wasn’t making fun of her after all.
The second thing, courtesy of Derek, was that Calvin and Rebecca had broken up. But to be honest, I didn’t care. Calvin didn’t seem all that great after all. In fact, I found myself trying to recall all the reasons why I thought I was in love with him. My God, I thought. I had been so stupid thinking I was in love with Calvin, when in reality, I was just beginning to understand the meaning of the word.
That day, I looked over at Ben’s office a few times. And he looked at me too. I’d turn red and look back at my computer screen. I guess the horoscope had turned out to be true after all.