“Baby, I wanted you from the split second I saw you. But watching you now, sweetheart, I’m never going to let you go.”
His kiss was more intense, full of hot breath and rough passion, as his finger slid inside me over and over. I needed to give him everything he wanted.
CHAPTER SIX
* Ben *
I almost couldn’t believe this gorgeous girl was giving herself to me. I knew she was nervous, but it felt like she craved my touch.
Leaning down again, I traced the outline of her entire right breast with my tongue, gliding my finger inside her in a slow, tranquil rhythm. I hungrily sucked at her puckered nipple. Her thighs trembled as she moaned softly.
Her head fell back, tilting to the side. I kissed along her neck, sliding my finger just a bit deeper to hear her sweet little sigh.
“I love that you’re dripping for me,” I breathed. Her pussy was so soft, wet and inviting. I couldn’t help craving more, but for the moment I needed her release more than I needed air.
I captured her lips again as I swirled my thick thumb against her tiny clit. Her tender button was so soft, and it felt like it was swollen, as her entire body opened for me. A shuddering, tentative moan escaped her throat as her hips began to move, grinding gently up against my hand.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Just relax.”
“I can’t believe I’m this relaxed with you,” she whispered.
She was a vision. A treasure. I couldn’t believe this beautiful, sweet girl was becoming mine.
Her hips began moving steadily, as I added a second finger into her tight wetness, my thumb swirling deep and firm against her clit.
Her eyes grew wide as she gasped against my lips. “I’m…”
She was coming for me . Shuddering and moaning in my arms. Flushed and breathless, Chelsea leaned up to kiss me almost frantically, her fingers digging into the back of my neck. I was so hard I was almost dizzy, but only concentrated on her, her soft pussy gripping my fingers tight as she pulsed inside.
I’ve been proud of many things in my life, but never as proud as creating the expression Chelsea wore across her beautiful face in this moment.
“Sweetheart,” I whispered, rubbing my stubble across her cheek for a moment until she giggled, still gasping, “I’m falling for you so h
ard.”
She snuggled against me, relaxing completely. “You can’t do that,” she whispered dreamily. “You’re the great Ben Hayes.” She giggled almost as if she were tipsy, likely high on endorphins. “You know you can’t tell anyone you’re groping your intern.”
“Oh my god, baby, no.” I sat up and pulled her into my arms. “I want you as my girlfriend, and my assistant. Can’t I have you be both?”
Chelsea looked up at me with such confusion and fear in her eyes. “You know the world doesn’t work that way,” she said sadly.
“I don’t like that world, let’s make our own world,” I murmured.
She shook her head. “I’m going to end up being seen as the little floozy who sleeps with the boss.”
After seeing her so blissfully happy just a few moments ago, watching her eyes cloud as if she were about to cry was like a dagger in the guts. “Shh, baby, we’ll figure it out.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
* Chelsea *
I didn’t know if I was behaving like a child, or if I was just saving us both from the inevitable. Maybe I panicked as I realized my feelings for him were too much, too fast. Yet there was no way that Ben could have a real relationship with me. I knew how hard it was to build a business in this over-packed city, and now that he had his own studio, he needed to be concentrating on his clients. Not some nervous little girl who was afraid to model for him, and so unsure of herself.
I was nearly silent as he took me home that night. I hadn’t answered his texts for a few days because I didn’t know what to say.
It was pathetic that I cried myself to sleep more than once. But finally, with school finished and realizing I had to snap out of this fast, I met Dale for coffee.
The first thing he did was roll his eyes at me dramatically as soon as I told him almost everything that had happened, even showing him Ben’s photo from his photography site. “He asked you to model for him, and you said yes at the time. He asked you to be his girlfriend and assistant, and you said yes. What – he’s supposed to read your mind and know you’re nervous? If you were smiling, he must have assumed that you were into it.”