I wasted no time. I carried her down the hall to her bedroom. The second I put her down, she tugged at my T-shirt, pulling it over my head. I did the same to her. I could already see the outline of her hardened nipples through the fabric of her bra. I bent down. As she walked backwards towards the bed, and bit her nipple through her bra, and she inhaled sharply and dug her nails into my back. I quickly moved to the other one.
She pulled back and fell onto the bed, sitting down. I could see the desire in her eyes as she reached for me, grabbing my hips and pulling me between her legs. She looked up at me from where she sat, a playful glint in her eyes. Her fingers traced the waist of my jeans, finally falling on the button. She pulled it open, lowering the zipper, and ran the tip of her thumb over my already hard, aching cock. She continued stroking the tip with her thumb, finally pulling my cock out and wrapped her lips around me. I sucked in a breath and tipped my head back, biting my lower lip as she took me all the way to the back of her throat.
I glanced down and watched as her tongue ran along the ridge of my cock. She looked up at me as her mouth enveloped my cock for the second time. I felt like my heart would explode as I watched her close her eyes and continue sucking my cock.
I could feel my orgasm starting to build, and this time when she pulled me from her mouth, I pushed her back onto the bed. I grabbed her by the waist of the jeans and pulled her down to the edge of the bed.
In seconds, I'd ripped her jeans from her body and spread her legs, opening her wide. I dropped to my knees and licked up through her center, sucking that small bundle of nerves into my mouth. She sucked in a huge breath and let out a loud moan, gripping the blankets on the bed.
I kissed the insides of her thighs as her fingers ran through my hair. Sitting back on my heels, I dug my wallet out of my back pocket, ripping a condom from inside. I quickly tore the package open and rolled the condom down my cock. I couldn't wait to feel what it was like to be inside of her.
My cock aching, I kissed the inside of her thigh again, moving up her body. I kissed her belly, quickly moving up and sucking one nipple then the other into my mouth before meeting her mouth. I made my way back down and knelt between her legs, gripped her hip with my hand, and ran my cock through her center.
"I want you, Ben. Take me."
"Fuck." The sound of her voice begging for me to take her sent shock waves through my body.
I placed myself at her opening and slowly eased into her. I wanted her to feel every single solid inch of me. She let out a slight whimper as I moved inside of her. I eased up and went slowly, interlocking her fingers with mine. I sunk deep inside of her and wrapped my free arm around her and kissed her neck. I felt her fingers dig into my back as I pumped slowlyinside of her.
I could feel her tightening around me, so again I slowed my pace. I didn't want this to end already, even though I felt like I could explode. The deeper I went, the slower I moved, and the tighter she became. Soft whimpers in my ear, her nails digging into my back would be my undoing. I met her lips and silenced her moans as she came, tightening and spasming around my cock. My orgasm ripped through my body as I emptied inside of her.
When I finally caught my breath, I raised myself off her and met her lips, kissing her deeply. "I'll be right back," I whispered and pulled myself out of her. A few minutes later, I returned to find Jess already curled up under the blankets, her eyes closed, as the storm still raged on outside. I climbed into bed behind her, pulled her into me, and wrapped myself around her.
Chapter 18
Jessica
I lay in bed watching the sunrise and thinking about last night. I could still feel his rough hands on my soft skin. I could still feel his arms around me, making me feel like I was the only woman in the world. I glanced over to see Ben sound asleep, snoring lightly beside me. He was lying on his stomach, his one arm hanging off the bed. I glanced at the clock. It was only six, but I had a bunch of things I wanted to get done today.
I got up, tip toeing around the bed, careful not to wake him, making my way to the bathroom. I picked up our clothing that lay scattered in a path around the bed. I picked up Ben's shirt, tossing it to the chair that sat in the corner, then I grabbed his jeans. I folded them in half and felt something hit my foot. I looked down and caught a glimpse of something that appeared to be rolling and darted to grab it. Only whatever it was didn't roll. Instead it hung there, tied to a string, attached to the inside of his jeans pocket.
Flipping the jeans around, I grabbed the string and pulled the item up for closer inspection. As soon as my eyes landed on the item, my heart stopped. There on the end was a ring. Only not just any ring. It was the promise ring that Ben had given me when we were younger.
My stomach flipped as I stared at the ring that sat in the palm of my hand, memories flooding back to me. I dropped downto my knees, unpinning the object from the jeans, still studying it. I couldn't believe that he had been carrying this ring around with him all these years. I glanced over to Ben and back to the ring in my hand and almost instantly I felt my stomach start toroll. Did he still love me?
"What are you sitting like that for? Did you lose something?" a groggy sleep-filled voice asked.
I could barely tear my eyes away from the ring I held in my hand, but I did, and I was faced with Ben. A boy I had once loved who now had turned into a man. The second our eyes met, I could tell from the look in his eyes that he still had feelings for me. I doubted that they had ever left.
"What is this?"
"What?" he asked, rolling over onto his back and placing his hands behind his head.
"This?" I demanded, holding the ring between my fingers and shoving it into his face.
He swallowed hard, a hesitant look all over his face. Our eyes met,and I knew I was never supposed to have found it. He swallowed hard, his face going red. "Where did you find that?"
"Where did I find it? Are you serious? It was tied to a string, pinned into your pants pocket!" I bit out. "Were you planning on getting down on one knee this morning? Planning to confess your love for me?"
"Jess, calm down," Ben said, throwing the covers off his naked body and reaching for his jeans that lay on the floor where I'd left them.
"Don't tell me to calm down, Ben. What the hell are you still doing with this? You think things have changed suddenly? That I am going to run back to you with open arms?"
"I don't think thatat all," he said, slipping into his jeans and looking around the room for his shirt.
"Then why do you still have it?"
He stood staring at me, looking from me to the ring and back again. It was almost as if the words were caught in his throat. He wanted me back, and he had taken this opportunity, a moment of weakness, to sneak in and pray upon me. A moment where my life had been turned upside down to take advantage.