She couldn’t take her eyes off the ones glaring down at her with nothing but tempest-timed lust. Her hand didn’t move, but it was still in his sweatpants, stimulating him.Whoops.
“You’re somebody’s dad,” she squeaked.
“And you’re half my age. I don’t give a fuck.”
Eden pushed her head back against the wall. He could have pressed, but he didn't need to. She was right there with him.I might just lose it.The power dynamic had snapped back to where it belonged.
“I want you to fuck me,” she said, wishing she were louder, bolder. Instead, such uttered sounds made her sound like a sultry vixen seducing this older man into her web of self-preservation. “Now.”
A triumphant grin touched Benson’s lips. “Say that again.”
Her chin lifted, a spark of defiance returning to her voice. “Fuck me, Benson.”
He didn’t need a third invitation. With a growl that vibrated through her entire body, he yanked her dress up over her hips. His hands were rough, urgent, hooking into the delicate lace of her lingerie and pulling them down in one eager motion. He wanted her available, like she had been at La Mariposa.Make me a Butterfly again, Ben.Always ready. Always available to him. Ready to pleasure and be pleasured in the more lurid of places.
She almost asked him if he remembered their erotic tryst in the beachside bathroom. How wet and wild it had been. Instead, she cried out, her hand knocked off his cock because he needed to be inside of her.
He didn't give her a moment to brace. One strong arm hooked behind her knees, the other banded around her back, and with a display of effortless strength that stole the air from her lungs, he hoisted her up. Her legs flew apart, wrapping around his waist as her back slammed flat against the solid wall.
A sharp gasp escaped her, a mix of shock and unadulterated thrill. The world narrowed tothis –the hard line of his body pressed against hers, the fabric of her dress bunched uselessly around her waist, and the insistent, hard length of him nudging against her entrance. There was no finesse now, no drawn-out teasing. This was the moment she had fantasized about.
He shifted his hips, aligning them perfectly, and drove into her.
Benson commanded her with a single, powerful thrust that knocked a guttural cry from her throat. It wasn't pain as much as it was a sudden intensity, a stark reminder of the reality of him versus the pale imitation her vibrator had offered. He was hard as steel while offering the kind ofgivethat no toy had everreplicated in her life. And for a breathtaking second, Eden was possessed.
His hands gripped her ass, holding her aloft as if she weighed nothing. He used the leverage to pull out, nearly leaving her empty, before slamming back in. His rhythm punished her for playing around with his feelings. The sounds of their bodies meeting – the slap of skin, the frantic speed of her breathing, the soft groans he let out against her neck – filled the silent apartment. This was what she had been missing. This was the connection her body had craved since the island. Not a kiss on a couch. Not polite conversation over wine.This. This desperate, animalistic fucking that eclipsed everything else.
“Is this what you wanted?” he growled against her ear. He punctuated the question with a particularly deep thrust that darkened her vision before she had the chance to close her eyes. “To just feel me inside you again?”
“Yes,” she managed, the word hardly part of her vocabulary, along with everything else. Her fingers clawed at his shoulders, seeking purchase as he pistoned into her, driving her back against the wall. The friction was exquisite, a delicious torment that coiled tighter in her core. “God, yes!”
Her head fell back, thumping dully against the wall and exposing the long line of her throat. Benson took the invitation, his mouth latching onto the sensitive skin to suck and nip with a possessive hunger that was sure to leave its mark. He wasn't just fucking her body. Benson was on a mission to make her forget anyone but him for one night.
He shifted slightly, changing the angle, and the head of his cock dragged perfectly against that spot deep inside her. The one that made her whole body tremble. The coil in her stomach snapped. Her orgasm tore through her with the force of a tidal wave, a silent scream catching in her chest as her muscles clenched around him. Her whole body went rigid, then limp inhis arms as he continued to drive into her, chasing his own release.
“I should come in you right here,” he snarled against her throat as his cock continued to pin her against the wall. “But I won’t.”
Granted, she was shuddering because of how he had made her feel, but she swore she sensedsomethinghappening in Benson’s body as he continued to kiss her throat and feeling up her ass against the wall. “You won’t?” she squeaked.
“No.” As if convincing himself instead of her, Benson pulled out, dropping Eden down to her feet. Her knees buckled, and she almost collapsed. “I’m a gentleman. I’m doing it in my bed.”
Eden barely had time to collect her breath – and pick up her underwear – before he yanked her by the arm and half-dragged her down the hallway to his room. She stumbled behind him but was never in any danger of crashing down on his carpet.If I did, would he fuck me right there?She was tempted to find out, but his strength was too much to fight against. Benson wanted her in his room. That was where Eden ended up, her body landing on his bed as he left the door ajar and immediately felt her up from behind.
She couldn’t see. The lights were off, the only proof of reality coming from the lights twinkling across the street through the window and the living room lamp shining through the crack in the door. As Eden’s dress was pulled down and off her body, she whimpered, remembering how this man had so easily undressed her so many times before.
“Yes…” His touch still lingered on her nipples even after he climbed on in front of her, his hard cock in easy reach. “Give it.”
He pulled it away from her face before she had the chance to get to work. “You sound desperate.”
“Fuck, yes, I am. Aren’t you?”
His growl simmered into the kind of purr that tickled every inch of her skin. Eden kissed the hard thigh beside her, hand reaching for the erection still covered in her orgasm.
“I’m eager, not desperate,” he told her. “Mostly eager to fuck this easy mouth of yours.”
Benson read her like a book.That’s right.She finally had access to him, her dress, bra, and underwear on the floor, leaving her totally naked as she grabbed the head of his cock and licked his rigid shaft. His hand was in her hair.Pull it, please.Her mouth was too busy to ask.
Instead, when she had a chance, she said, “That’s right. Easy. For you.”