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  I shook it off. I couldn’t believe I could still feel that way about him after so long. It had been six months, and yet it felt like it was yesterday. It felt like he had just put his hands on me for the first time. How was that possible? For him to have that kind of control over my body after all that time? I blushed at the thought of everything he’d made me feel. He was still smiling at me, and it was causing an ache inside.

  “You look as beautiful as the day I met you. That is quite the dress.”

  I narrowed my eyes at him. “Ben, what the hell are you doing here?”

  “Should I be offended that you weren’t expecting me?”

  Oh no, was the package from him? Is that what he was implying? I refused to give him any more of a reaction than a smile. I wasn’t going to bring Matt into this mess. I couldn’t believe he was standing there before me, but I should have known. It would have been too soon for Matt to have pulled such an extravagant gesture on me. I just hadn’t expected to ever hear from Ben again.

  “Did you really expect me to give up on you that easily? You are all I’ve thought about for the past six months.”

  “Well, you sure know how to mark your territory, don’t you?”

  He took a seat across from me, and my nervousness swelled. I had expected Matt to be there across from me, and instead I had received a blast from my past. Would Matt be upset to know I was having dinner with an old flame? No, it was much too soon for him to feel that kind of possessiveness toward me. He would have no right to be upset. We weren’t exclusive and had never even had a conversation even close to that.

  I couldn’t help but feel torn. I knew that I still had some unresolved feelings for Ben, and yet I really liked Matt. There was the potential for something to be there between us. In fact, I had been having the kind of thoughts that included a white dress and baby clothing. I was in no rush for any of those things, of course, but it was just the kind of thoughts girls had when they met a guy they really liked. I could be happy with a man like Matt—he was the perfect family man.

  But there was no denying the incredible chemistry that came with spending time with Ben—we were electric together. I just had no idea if there was a future with Ben. Our time together in Malawi had been incredible, right up until it wasn’t. I still couldn’t get over the fact that he had hidden something so huge from me while we were together, and I didn’t know if I could trust him. Plus, knowing about his past with women, I couldn’t be certain if he would be there from one day to the next.

  “Tell me, Katie, how have you been these past few months?” His smile warmed me immediately.

  “Things are great. My company is on fire right now. A celeb asked me to design a dress, so that’s exciting.”

  “Good for you, I’m happy to hear it. I can’t say I’m surprised at all though. You are one hell of a smart woman.”

  I smiled at him. I was proud of my accomplishments and a little pleased that he was as well. I always felt at ease with Ben; we had a level of comfort that was hard to attain with most people without spending many years with them.

  As we ordered drinks and then dinner, the time between us flew. We talked like old friends and didn’t shut up for hours. It was like I had been starving before he showed up, and he brought me sustenance just by being in my presence.

  We eventually got around to discussing Africa and what went on there after I had left. The experience had changed Ben for the better, and I could see that when he spoke of his experience there. We also discussed his upcoming trial and what he hoped to do about it.

  The phone rang then, breaking through my reverie. Thinking it was my design team looking for me I flipped my phone over and saw that it was Matt calling. I sent the call to voice mail and flipped the phone back over. I couldn’t talk to Matt while I was having dinner with another man. It would have been disrespectful to both of them.

  I looked up to see Ben watching me intently. “Important call?” he said with a glint in his eyes.

  “Don’t worry about who’s calling me, Ben.”

  The phone rang again, startling me, and we both laughed. “If you need to take a call, Katie, you can do so.”

  “No, it’s okay.” I laughed. “I’m sorry.”

  “Well, check who it is and make sure it’s not important.”

  I flipped the phone over, and this time it was my design team. Becky was calling and I clicked on the call immediately. There was so much chattering going on that I could barely understand what she was saying.

  “Becky, calm down. I can hardly hear you.”

  I paused as I listened to Becky, who continued on in a calmer voice. “Oh my god! That’s incredible.” I was laughing and it felt great. I clicked off the call and beamed at Ben.

  “Must have been good news.”

  “Oh, great news. That celebrity I was telling you about, she loved the design and she wants the dress.”

  “Congratulations, Katie. You certainly deserve it.” He got up from his chair and circled toward me. He pulled me out of my chair and into his arms for a hug, and my body hummed with the connection to him. When we parted, I looked up into his eyes and it was just like that first night we were together. I kissed him right there in the middle of the restaurant, and he returned my kiss just as fervently.

  “Come to my hotel room,” he whispered against my neck. “I have one upstairs.”

  I wondered if he had planned the whole thing, but I realized I didn’t care. I nodded.

  10

  Chapter Ten

  Katie

  * * *

  We made our way up the elevator to the penthouse suite without a word spoken between us. Once inside the suite, Ben scooped me into his arms and carried me to his room, where he lay me down on the bed.

  My mind raced as I looked up at his eyes filled with lust. Was it possible that my heart was beating even more furiously? I thought it was going to burst through my rib cage and come through my chest. Thump, thump, thump—oh god, I might even pass out. I‘d never felt so brazen with anyone else, but there was just something about him. He made me want to be naughty. Knowing Ben wanted nothing more than to please me in as many ways as possible made me grow warm all over. I was becoming incredibly horny as his tongue continued to play with mine.

  He just stared at me, and I could tell he was feeling the same way that I was. He wanted me and I remembered what it had been like between us. God, that turned me on so much. What was he about to do to me?

  “So, what should we do first?” I said with a wink.

  He flashed me a devilish grin that made me warm all over. “I'm going to make you feel really good, Katie, by doing dirty things to you.”

  I gasped. Before Ben, no one had ever talked that way to me before, and I’d had some pretty darn good sex in my day—even if it hadn’t always come with a side of orgasm. Why had no one done it before? It hadn’t even occurred to me before being with Ben that I would be so into dirty talk, but I certainly liked it now. From the first night we’d had sex, Ben had talked to me in that manner, and it was intoxicating.

  He leaned in and slipped his hand around my neck, pulling me in to him as his mouth claimed mine. He tasted sweet and alluring. His mouth was hot to the touch, and I almost moaned as his lips caressed mine. He kissed me softly at first, and then his kisses became more fevered, as if he needed my mouth on his. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I claimed it. I sucked him slowly, tasting him before I pulled away. He pulled me in again, showing me that he was not finished kissing me. His tongue found mine again, and our kisses grew more passionate. His hand found my breast, and he kneaded it softly. He began unzipping the dress and tossed it aside. He stopped kissing me momentarily to look down at my breasts that were dying to be released from my bra.

  “You are beautiful,” he said with a smile.

  I smiled, though all I could think about was what he looked like naked. He unclasped my bra and pushed me back until I was pushed up against the bed. His mouth found my nipple, and he sucke
d, nipped, and licked it. The sensations racing through my body were making my lace panties wet. I moaned softly as Ben replaced his mouth with his fingers and pulled on my nipple, causing an ache between my legs. I liked it and couldn’t help the way my body was reacting. He continued playing with my nipples, making me moan as pleasure built up in my body. I reached down with my hand and massaged the front of his pants. I could feel his hard cock pushing against his pants.

  He smiled down at me. “Do you want it? Do you want it in your mouth?”

  I nodded, still speechless at the things that came out of his mouth. I felt wanton around him, like I would do just about anything for pleasure—to have him please my body, to give me what I wanted.

  He undid the button on his pants and pulled the zipper down. He brought his pants down to his knees and slid his underwear down with them. His hard cock bounced before me now, free from his underwear. He was so big—the sight was always breathtaking to me, and I had forgotten how impressive he was in the flesh. He stood in front of me, his cock in my face. I took his cock into my mouth and sucked on it. His eyes closed above me, and I sucked hard while I massaged his balls. My tongue began to swirl against his shaft and then around his tip. He moaned with eagerness, and I sucked him even harder.

  “Oh god, you’re good at this.”

  I took his cock deeper into my mouth until it hit the back of my throat. I moved up and down rhythmically until I moved fluidly with him in my mouth.

  His moans excited me, and I felt my pussy become even wetter. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and finished undressing.

  “Mmm, you look good. Maybe good enough to eat.”

  I didn’t hesitate to lean back on the bed and spread my legs. I wanted him between my legs. I wanted him to lick my pussy.

  He dropped down before me and licked my pussy slowly, as if he was savoring my taste. It felt incredible as his tongue licked the sides of my opening, causing a tingle to run through my body. He took my clit into his mouth and sucked on it, making me moan loudly as my pussy dripped.

  “Oh god… oh god…” I could hardly catch my breath, it felt so good.

  He looked up and smiled. “Does that feel good, sweetheart?”

  “Oh god yes, it feels incredible.”

  My pussy was dripping, and he was licking it up, tasting every inch of me. I felt the buildup coming, that sweet sensation that only he had been able to give me. I was going to cum right there in his penthouse suite.

  “Oh god… oh wow—I’m going to cum.”

  He was sucking on my clit when he buried a finger inside my pussy and started pumping away. It was too much—too much all at once, and I cried out softly as I had an orgasm so delicious that I wanted even more.

  “How was that?” His cocky grin said he knew exactly how it was.

  I just grinned back with desire written all over my face.

  “Let me sit down, baby. I want you to sit on my cock and ride it.”

  I grinned, loving the sound of his words. He lay down on the bed, and I got into position with my back facing him, and plunged myself onto his cock. He was pushed right up against my G-spot in that position and the feeling made me just about lose my mind.

  I was rendered speechless, and I started moving slowly. He felt fantastic, and I rode his smooth cock even harder. He was moaning softly as well, and it made me want to give him as much pleasure as I was receiving.

  “Mmmm, you’re such a sexy girl. You feel delicious. You ride my cock good, baby.”

  I moaned. His voice, his words, his cock were driving me mad. And just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, he reached around and started playing with my clit. It was almost too much to bear—I couldn’t get enough. I was moaning softly, wanting to beg for more but already feeling so possessed by him. My pussy was so wet. He was driving me wild.

  “Just relax, sweetheart.”

  I gasped as pleasure coursed through me. I continued pumping onto his cock as an orgasm took hold of me once again. “Oh god, Ben, oh god that feels so good.” I whispered my yearnings to him.

  “I want to put my cock in you and fuck you. It’s my turn.”

  I lifted myself off his cock and waited to see what he had in mind.

  His cock—oh god. Looking at his size made shock waves course through me. I wanted to be fucked by him desperately.

  I couldn't believe all that was happening. It was hard to believe I was in that situation, there with Ben, whom I hadn’t seen in months, but loving every moment with him. He made my body throb until I wanted to beg him to release me from that feeling. I needed him to fuck me so that I would get the release that I craved, the release that I so deserved. I was already two orgasms in, but I wasn’t satisfied yet. I wanted to be fucked over and over again by that man. This was the kind of therapy one needed after a tough day at the office—screw therapy, or wine, or hot baths. The way to feel better was to be fucked properly.

  He got up from the bed and pushed me back down on it. When he pushed my legs up over my head, my eyes widened. Thank god I was flexible.

  I did as I was told, my body weakened from pleasure. I was lying on my back, my legs spread before him and above him.

  “Touch yourself for me.”

  My eyes popped open. I shook my head. “I can’t.”

  “Yes, you can. I want to see you please yourself—it turns me on. Then I’m going to slide inside that wet pussy of yours and fuck you really good.”

  Nervousness swelled inside my stomach. I had masturbated before, obviously, but never in front of anyone. So I did what any sane woman would do, and I spread my legs and slid my fingers through the wetness that was all over my pussy. I swirled it around before moving up to my clit, massaging it with my finger. I ground into it, closing my eyes as I enjoyed my own touch.

  I was sure my face was a bright crimson, but he didn’t say a thing. In fact, when I opened my eyes he was staring down at me, mesmerized by what I was doing. He looked up at me with fire in his eyes, and the look on his face made me feel incredible, like I was completely in control of his pleasure. I loved the feeling of controlling his lust, and I inserted two fingers into my pussy and moaned as they went in deep. I finger-fucked myself in front of him, watching him as a slow smile formed on his face.

  “That is so hot.”

  I moaned as I pleasured myself, taking my fingers out and swirling my juices around my clit. My body was throbbing all over, and I desperately wanted to be fucked by that point.

  “Please?”

  “Please what, darling? Do you want some help?”

  “I want you.”

  “Then you can have me.” He positioned himself in the missionary position and put my legs up over my head again. He entered me slowly, and I gasped with how deep he went.

  “Oh yes, this is nice. You’re nice and tight, baby. God your pussy feels so good.” The level of deepness in that position was crazy good.

  I leaned my head back, delirious with pleasure. He fit inside me perfectly, and I got a wave of pleasure every time he moved inside of me. He began pumping me a little faster, and I moaned so loudly the room below us must have heard. His cock was perfect, and with the position we were in, he was perfectly placed to hit my G-spot. My body built up once again, and I knew that he was going to make me cum soon.

  “Cum for me, baby. I can see it on your face. Cum all over my cock.”

  I exploded then, doing as he asked, screaming. I was spent and yet he kept fucking me slowly. He pulled out, and I rolled onto my stomach, my ass high in the air. This was my favorite position with him

  “You have such a nice ass. You should see this glorious view that I have.”

  He slid inside my pussy hard. I cried out as pleasure overtook my body yet again. I moaned, enjoying every inch of his cock as he pounded me over and over again. He leaned down toward me and spanked my ass. I cried out, realizing I had never experienced anything so sexy in my entire life. He pumped into me harder, waves of pleasure rolling off me. I looked ov
er my shoulder and smiled up at him, stifling my moans as best I could as another orgasm ripped through me. I was having multiple orgasms with this man—how could I not miss being with him?

  “You have a really nice pussy, Katie. I like fucking you.”

  I moaned, loving the way he was making me feel, and loving even more the way he talked to me.

  He pulled out again and turned me over. He slid his fingers into my pussy and finger-fucked me for a bit. He was making me wet all over again, although at that point I was pretty soaked from all the fucking. “I want you back on my cock, baby. Will you sit on me again and ride me good?”

  “You bet your ass I will.”

  He lay back down, and I positioned myself so that I had my back to him again, and slid his cock inside me.

  “There we go, darling—we’re going to go easy. That feels good, doesn’t it?” I moaned in agreement.

  “Okay, here we go. Just stay relaxed, don’t tense up.”

  I could hardly believe myself at that moment. What had ever possessed me to do such a thing, getting together with Ben again? God, I had wanted him so badly—I still did. I was so sexually satisfied, yet so horny still—I would have let him do just about anything to me. I was aching inside with want for him.

  I rode Ben’s cock, feeling the delicious sensations spread all over my body.

  “Just relax, sweetheart, you’re tensing up. I can feel you hugging my cock.”

  I hadn’t realized that I was holding my breath, so I did as he said. As I pushed onto him a little more, I tried to relax and allowed it to happen. He certainly felt huge when he was going in on this end. I felt full with him in my pussy, but I loved every moment of it. He then began to move his hips and meet my thrusts as I slid down onto his cock. He was trying to allow me to get used to having more of him inside of me. I moaned as he picked up the pace, his smooth cock gliding in and out.