“I’ll get it,” I say authoritatively. “You stay here.”
“Bathroom cabinet. Top shelf,” Ben replies with a smile, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
Without a word, I head to the bathroom and grab a condom from the open box in the bathroom cabinet. I start to walk back to the bedroom but then turn back and grab a second one.Just in case, I think to myself with a smile.
As I close the bathroom cabinet, I catch sight of my reflection and pause for a moment. My eyes are shining, and my skin is still slightly damp. There’s a look of excitement on my face that mirrors the look I just saw on Ben’s own face. My hair is a wild, frizzy mess, and all over the place, but I don’t care. With my flushed cheeks and glowing skin, I look, and feel, sexier than I ever have. I look like the rock’n’roll goddess Ben labeled me last night—a rock’n’rollsexgoddess. Another rush of excitement runs through my body at the thought, and I eagerly hurry back to the bedroom, where Ben is waiting, a look of eager anticipation on his face.
When he sees me come in, he starts to get up, but I place a hand gently on his chest and stop him.
“You stay right there,” I tell him.
“I like it when you take charge,” Ben says, grinning as he flops back into the bed.
“Good,” I say with a smile as I again position myself on my knees between his legs.
I rip the condom wrapper open with my mouth and carefully ease the latex over the tip of his dick, squeezing the end slightly to make room for his cum. Then, I crawl back up to the top of the bed and straddle Ben, feeling his muscular torso between my thighs as I gently lower my body onto him. I let out a long sigh of pleasure as I slowly take him inside of me, feeling first the tip of his dick and then feeling him fully inside of me, hitting that sweet spot at the back that makes me groan.
Once I have him all the way inside of me, I pause for just a moment, taking a moment to really feel all of him. We lock eyes and exchange a smile, and then I start rocking my hips gently, gyrating in small circles as I simultaneously move my body up and down, letting him slide in and out of me. Immediately, my heart starts racing and goosebumps break out over my body. Ben brings his hands to my waist, grabbing me firmly and helping guide my hips as we move together in perfect unison, him thrusting slightly to meet me, hitting me hard and deep inside.
“Fuck,” I murmur as Ben’s strong hands grip me even more firmly. If we don’t slow down, I’m going to come within seconds—and I’m not ready for this to be over yet. I shift my body slightly, putting my hands behind me and leaning back, angling my hips toward Ben as I throw my head back and continue rotating my hips.
He takes one hand from my waist, and I pause, looking at him in surprise. With a sly smile, he brings his hand to his mouth, wetting it with his spit as he licks his fingers. Then, he brings his sopping wet fingers down between my legs, rubbing them gently over my clit while I continue to gyrate on top of him.
I gasp at the overload of sensations. My clit tingles with nerves under Ben’s gentle but insistent touch, while his cock throbs inside of me, filling me up completely, hitting every nerve inside of my pussy, which is wet, wanting, and waiting to explode.
“I’m going to come,” I gasp out the words, unable to contain myself. All self-control is out the window.
“Then get up here and kiss me,” Ben responds simply, bringing both of his hands back to my waist again.
Without a word, I shift so that I’m leaning forward, over Ben’s torso, letting my tits fall onto his chest. Our faces are inches apart as we gaze into each other’s eyes.“Fuck, Lace,” Ben murmurs, his voice guttural. “This is… I mean… I never… I… We just…” His voice trails off as he struggles to find the words.
“I know,” I reply simply. “We just fit.”
He nods and then pulls me in for a deep, long kiss. Our bodies are slick with sweat as we press together, melding into one. I squeeze my thighs together again more tightly as I speed up the rocking motion of my body. I’m ready to explode and can’t hold myself back any longer.
I give Ben one last deep, long, hungry kiss as a powerful shudder runs through my body. I feel the muscles deep inside of me spasm as I come, matching the pulsing of Ben’s cock as he lets go, deep inside of me. I break free of our kiss just long enough to let out a long, low scream, before collapsing on Ben’s chest, totally spent.
We lay like that, silent, as we catch our breath. I can feel Ben’s heart beating in his chest as I press myself against him. I temper my breathing to match his, and our bodies rise and fall in unison, allowing our pulses to slow down and our body temperatures to drop. Meanwhile, Ben has brought his hands to my back and is stroking me gently, running his strong hands firmly over me. I’ve never felt this close to a man, and I certainly never expected to find this kind of connection with my rebellious ex-stepbrother.
“Maybe I should serenade you with John Mayer more often,” Ben finally murmurs, breaking the silence.
“I wouldn’t say no to that,” I reply softly. “Although I think I like your song better.”
“Then I’ll serenade you with whatever song you want,” he replies, giving my shoulder a squeeze.
“Is that a promise?” I ask, sitting up so I can look at his face.
“Promise,” he replies with a reassuring smile.
I lean down and kiss him before gently lifting my body off his, slipping his cock out of me.
“Then you’ll rack up alotof bonus points,” I say lightly as I roll myself on my side next to him.
“I wish we could stay in bed all day and get more points,” Ben says slyly, turning on his side to face me.
“Why can’t we?”
“I’ve got that press junket, remember? The whole reason we’re in LA?” Ben asks with a grin.