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mind.” He rose up on hands and knees
above her and let his gaze roam the length of her body. “Please,” he added for
good measure, nipping at her sweet, fat bottom lip.
    He looked at her for an answer, but she gave none.
    “You can tell me to stop at any time. Let me try.” He trailed
his fingertips down the line of her neck. “I want to taste you,” he told her,
his eyes locked on hers as his fingers moved through the valley between her
breasts and just under the swell of one. “I want to lick and kiss and suck
until you’re begging for more and pleading for mercy all in the same breath.”
    Those beautiful, erotic lips of hers parted on a sharp gasp
and she shuddered.
    His fingers continued to make a wide circle around her
breast, moving in smaller and smaller circles toward her peaked nipple. “What
do you say?”
    “I can say stop any time?”
    He rolled her nipple between his fingertips.
    “Any time,” he assured her, sucking on the swollen little
nub of flesh.
    Her back arched and she sighed deliciously. He slid both of
his hands up her arms and curled his fingers around hers.
    “Hold on tight,” he told her, kissing her deeply, lingering
on the delicious heat of her mouth, empowered by the feel of her relaxing
beneath him, trusting him.
    He used his knees to spread her legs wide, exposing her.
With just his mouth, he took his time working his way down her body. He nipped
at her neck, causing her to whimper softly. He lavished her breasts with
attention, circling her taut nipples with his tongue, getting them good and wet
before blowing on them softly and then pulling them deep into his mouth.
    The feel of her body arching high into his touch and the
sound of the bedframe creaking with the strain of her pulling on it drove him
on. He trailed kisses along her side and nipped at her waist, making her jerk
and laugh, but she never let go of the grip she had on his headboard.
    “Look at how beautiful you are,” he told her, settling
himself onto the mattress on his stomach between her legs, the slick pink of
her sex spread wide open to him.
    Her eyes closed and she turned her head as though she
couldn’t bear to watch.
    “Rachel.” He bit the inside of her thigh to get her
attention. “Watch me.”
    Her eyes opened and she obeyed, looking at him down the long
line of her body. Past where her breasts trembled from the strain of her arms
pulling against the metal bars of the bed. Past where her belly rose and fell
with each panting breath.
    Ben slid his hands up the inside of her thighs and used his
thumbs to open her wider, exposing her small, swollen clit. He touched his mouth
to it with a small, sucking kiss and she stopped breathing. He circled her with
his tongue, then sucked harder. The breath she’d been holding came out in a
long, ragged “ Oh ”. He covered her with his mouth again and his laughing
at her reaction made her wriggle and gasp.
    “Hey.” He bit the inside of her leg to get her attention
when her eyes closed again. “I said watch.”
    He waited until she did and then dove in, licking, sucking,
kissing, even using his teeth to draw out the fine line between pleasure and pain
that had her crying out beautifully in no time. The iron bedframe groaned
louder under the strain of her pulling as her body arched and bowed. He moved
his hands to the backs of her knees, pushing them up high and wide,
immobilizing her enough to keep her from either suffocating him or squirming
out from under him as he drove her body.
    Lusty moans and sighs turned to desperate little gasps. She
sat up and clutched at him, whispering, “Stop. Please. I want…oh God…inside.
Now!”
    The grip she got on his hair only spurred him on. He twisted
his wrist out of her other hand and buried two fingers deep inside her, fucking
her with them slowly. She fell back onto the bed and cried out as her hips
started to rock, undulating against his mouth, riding his fingers. He sucked in
time to the rhythm of her body