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well.”
“What makes you think—?”
Ben flicked his tongue quickly over her erect nub and moved his hand down to pull up the bottom of her dress. As the material moved higher and higher up her body, Jenna felt each nerve start to burn with anticipation.
She wanted to see him. Wanted to touch him. He was so close to her, but she couldn’t help but feel removed. It was frustrating. And completely exciting.
“Kiss me.”
“I don’t think you’re in any position to be making demands, Miss Robins.”
“Oh no?”
She could feel his breath on her cheek, could smell the champagne on his lips. She licked her own.
“Unless my eyes deceive me, you’re the one tied to a chair.”
She smiled. “But all I need to do is say the magic word and I’ll be freed.”
She could feel frustration radiating off him.
“Right. What was your request again, mademoiselle ?”
Jenna’s heart soared. “Kiss me.”
Ben placed his hands on either side of her head again and leaned in. Even knowing what he was going to do, she still couldn’t stop the jolt of electricity that zipped through her when his lips made contact.
They both parted their lips wide, their tongues lapping at each other. Hard and needy, their pace was frantic. Ben moved lower and kissed down her neck, skipped lower to her breast and lapped at her nipple.
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His hands pulled her dress lower, allowing him to kiss her stomach. That sensation only lasted for a moment before his hands moved to under her ass, pulling her to the edge of the seat. Without a word, he leaned in and licked a long and slow path over her clit. Jenna cried out, squeezing her eyes shut under the mask.
Over and over, slowly he devoured her. With each pass he spent a fraction of a second longer on her clit, teasing her. His tongue circled the bud, mimicking his motions on her nipple.
Close.
“Ben,” her voice trembled.
He slid a finger into her wet pussy, thrusting in time with the rhythm of his tongue.
A second finger proved to be too much for her. Her body tensed, pulling hard against the restraints that held her down. Her body shuddered and she screamed as wave after wave of orgasm exploded in her. Ben continued thrusting his fingers into her as he sucked her clit hard.
Completely spent, Jenna collapsed back into the chair, panting. A sheen of sweat formed on her skin, cooling her body. She wanted to sleep. Needed rest after the overpowering pleasure. Gods, she’d never come this much in her life.
“Baby, are you okay?” Ben asked softly.
“Yes,” she said in between pants.
“Jen, I need you.”
From out of nowhere, her body pulsed another wave of pleasure. No man had every affected her like this.
“Yes. Now please.”
It took her a second to realize what he was doing. Thankfully, she closed her eyes before he removed the mask. The dull light of the room seeped through her lids.
“I want to see you. Open your eyes.”
She did and was taken aback. Ben was completely naked on his knees in front of her. His eyes were nearly completely black, and reflected his struggle for control. She had complete power over him at this moment. Even restrained, he wouldn’t have done anything to her against her will.
“Now, Ben.”
A single thrust and he was deep inside her. He stopped and tried to get control of his breathing.
“Dammit,” he ground out from between clenched teeth.
He kept his gaze level and fixated on her eyes. She couldn’t look away, fascinated as she watched him fight against his own body. The steady rhythm began to increase, his muscles in his arms and neck began to visibly vibrate.
Jenna’s body responded, her fifth orgasm of the night building quickly. Gods, he was going to kill her. Her hips bucked up against his with perfect timing. It was too 43
much for Ben.
“Oh fuck,” he whispered.
His eyes rolled into his head before he closed them. Hard and fast he thrust into her. Unable to keep up with him, Jenna tried to open her legs
“What makes you think—?”
Ben flicked his tongue quickly over her erect nub and moved his hand down to pull up the bottom of her dress. As the material moved higher and higher up her body, Jenna felt each nerve start to burn with anticipation.
She wanted to see him. Wanted to touch him. He was so close to her, but she couldn’t help but feel removed. It was frustrating. And completely exciting.
“Kiss me.”
“I don’t think you’re in any position to be making demands, Miss Robins.”
“Oh no?”
She could feel his breath on her cheek, could smell the champagne on his lips. She licked her own.
“Unless my eyes deceive me, you’re the one tied to a chair.”
She smiled. “But all I need to do is say the magic word and I’ll be freed.”
She could feel frustration radiating off him.
“Right. What was your request again, mademoiselle ?”
Jenna’s heart soared. “Kiss me.”
Ben placed his hands on either side of her head again and leaned in. Even knowing what he was going to do, she still couldn’t stop the jolt of electricity that zipped through her when his lips made contact.
They both parted their lips wide, their tongues lapping at each other. Hard and needy, their pace was frantic. Ben moved lower and kissed down her neck, skipped lower to her breast and lapped at her nipple.
42
His hands pulled her dress lower, allowing him to kiss her stomach. That sensation only lasted for a moment before his hands moved to under her ass, pulling her to the edge of the seat. Without a word, he leaned in and licked a long and slow path over her clit. Jenna cried out, squeezing her eyes shut under the mask.
Over and over, slowly he devoured her. With each pass he spent a fraction of a second longer on her clit, teasing her. His tongue circled the bud, mimicking his motions on her nipple.
Close.
“Ben,” her voice trembled.
He slid a finger into her wet pussy, thrusting in time with the rhythm of his tongue.
A second finger proved to be too much for her. Her body tensed, pulling hard against the restraints that held her down. Her body shuddered and she screamed as wave after wave of orgasm exploded in her. Ben continued thrusting his fingers into her as he sucked her clit hard.
Completely spent, Jenna collapsed back into the chair, panting. A sheen of sweat formed on her skin, cooling her body. She wanted to sleep. Needed rest after the overpowering pleasure. Gods, she’d never come this much in her life.
“Baby, are you okay?” Ben asked softly.
“Yes,” she said in between pants.
“Jen, I need you.”
From out of nowhere, her body pulsed another wave of pleasure. No man had every affected her like this.
“Yes. Now please.”
It took her a second to realize what he was doing. Thankfully, she closed her eyes before he removed the mask. The dull light of the room seeped through her lids.
“I want to see you. Open your eyes.”
She did and was taken aback. Ben was completely naked on his knees in front of her. His eyes were nearly completely black, and reflected his struggle for control. She had complete power over him at this moment. Even restrained, he wouldn’t have done anything to her against her will.
“Now, Ben.”
A single thrust and he was deep inside her. He stopped and tried to get control of his breathing.
“Dammit,” he ground out from between clenched teeth.
He kept his gaze level and fixated on her eyes. She couldn’t look away, fascinated as she watched him fight against his own body. The steady rhythm began to increase, his muscles in his arms and neck began to visibly vibrate.
Jenna’s body responded, her fifth orgasm of the night building quickly. Gods, he was going to kill her. Her hips bucked up against his with perfect timing. It was too 43
much for Ben.
“Oh fuck,” he whispered.
His eyes rolled into his head before he closed them. Hard and fast he thrust into her. Unable to keep up with him, Jenna tried to open her legs
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