After we’re done cleaning up, Ben pulls me back into his bed, wrapping his arms around me from behind.
“Should I go?” I murmur, unsure of the protocol when you have stringless sex with someone who isn’t a stranger.
“No.” He tugs me closer so my back is flush with his front. “You should stay right here.”
With two mind-blowing orgasms at the end of a long Monday, I sigh into his embrace without arguing. But as my eyes flutter closed, I can’t help but wonder if maybe I’m making a huge mistake because as Ben holds me in his arms, it feels an awful lot like strings are holding us together.
Chapter Fourteen
Benjamin
My alarm goes off promptly at six, and I quickly shut it off. Half-asleep, I reach over to pull Savannah to me and consider skipping the gym in place of a better way to get some cardio in, only to find she’s gone and the sheets where she was sleeping have gone cold. Hoping she’s still here, I search my entire condo without luck, then shoot her a text, asking if she’s okay since she apparently skipped out sometime last night after we fell asleep.
When she doesn’t respond, I throw on my workout clothes and head down to the gym. She hasn’t been down in a few days, but now that we’re talking again, maybe she’ll be here. I walk in, and sure enough, she’s on the quiet treadmill with a coffee in her hand and earbuds in her ears, no doubt jamming out to some country song.
Either she doesn’t notice me walk in or she’s ignoring me, so I walk around the back, checking out her peach of an ass in the tiny purple cotton shorts she’s wearing. She’s in her usual UGGs—today’s color gray—and walking at a snail’s pace.
I step onto the treadmill, wrapping my arms around her from behind in a sneak attack, and she squeals in shock, quickly shutting the machine down and removing her earbuds.
“What in the—”
“I don’t appreciate you running this morning,” I murmur into her ear. Her hair is up in a messy bun, giving me access to her slim neck, so I take advantage, bringing my lips to her warm flesh and suckling on the area just under her ear.
“Ben,” she groans, her body doing that full-body shiver thing it always does when I touch her.
“I rolled over, hoping to wake you up with my tongue”—I run my hand up the side of her smooth thigh and then, spreading her legs, glide it over to the inside and straight up—“only to find you were gone.”
A whimper escapes her lips as my fingers slide under her shorts and underwear, finding her cunt ready for me. “I’m… I’m just trying to make sure no strings—”
Her words are cut off when two of my fingers plunge into her heat. “Fuck, Savy, you’re so fucking wet.” I grab her mane with my other hand and twist her head to the side so I can kiss her. “Stop running.” I crash my mouth against hers, tasting her sweet as hell coffee.
I fuck her mouth with my tongue while I fingerfuck her tight pussy until her body begins to tremble under my touch. “That’s it, baby,” I coax against her lips as she rides my fingers, seeking out her pleasure. “Come for me.” My words seem to be her undoing because several seconds later, she’s doing just that—moaning into my mouth while she comes all over my fingers.
I’m just pulling my fingers out of her when she pushes against me, wiggling her ass.
I’m about to tell her we can’t do that here—hell, I shouldn’t have even fingered her here—the gym might be empty, but anyone can walk in at any time—when she twirls around and drops to her knees, pulling my shorts down and grabbing my dick. Of course it’s hard as hell since I was just knuckles-deep in her pussy, and she wastes no time wrapping her plump lips around the head and taking me all the way into her mouth.
When my dick hits the back of her throat and she gags slightly, glancing up at me with glassy eyes, I damn near shoot my load. But there’s no way I’m coming without feeling her tight cunt wrapped around my dick.
So when her mouth slides off my shaft and her tongue swirls around the tip, teasing the shit out of me, I pull her up, yank her shorts and underwear off, and lift her onto the edge of the treadmill so I can get a grip on her.
“Wrap your legs around me,” I growl. Using the treadmill as a backboard, I lift her on to my dick. With her body clinging to me, I palm the bottom of her thighs and enter her in one fluid motion.
“Oh my God,” she breathes when I bottom out in her. “Fuck me,” she moans, throwing her head back. “Fuck me hard.”