Page 28 of Consumed By You

“Holy shit, Darcy,” he growls, his fingers tangling into my hair to hold me in place. I worship the most intimate part of his body greedily, my body responding in kind to the sounds of his soft moans. I could do this all day as long as he keeps making those noises.

“Let me taste you, baby,” he demands, and he gets on his knees, pulling my legs to the edge of the bed. I convulse when his lips graze my inner thigh, my erotic scent rising to torment us both. “God, you smell fucking good.”

“Please, Ben.” I moan as he continues his sweet, sweet torture. “Please.”

He pulls the only remaining fabric on my body down my legs with a knowing slowness, biting his lip. “Open your legs for me.”

Blushing profusely, I spread them to reveal myself to his waiting gaze.

“Fucking perfect.” He pulls my legs farther apart, earning a loud gasp from me, and brings his head down upon my sex. His tongue sears through my silky flesh, parting the slick tissues, gravitating towards the one place that matters. His mouth barely suctions around my clit and I’m stiffening in excitement, my body devoted to the building pleasure.

Oh my god.

My stomach twists unlike anything I’ve ever experienced and fisting the bed sheets, I give in to it, calling out his name.

He looks up between my legs in wonder. “Holyshit,you’re sensitive. Do you usually come that fast?”

I shake my head against the bed, coming down from my high. “That-That was the first time it’s happened by someone else doing it for me.”

His jaw drops. “You’ve never come during sex?”

“No.”

He grins. It’s a hugejust-watch-meegotistical grin. Pulling back, he gets the condom, tears it open, and rolls it onto himself. His eyes burning, his mouth travels over the bumps and curves of my body until he reaches my face. I can taste my arousal on his tongue as the tip of his cock nudges my entrance.

This is it.

I’m about to have sex with Benjamin Scott. My boss. I can’t even begin to describe how wrong all of this is. All negative thoughts dissipate as soon as he rams into me in one, soul-shattering thrust. I release short, ragged gasps as my body nearly rejects his size, clenching tight around him.

“Jesus, Darcy. You’re tight,” he utters against my throat, which is damp with perspiration.

I take ahold of his tangle of waves and force his head back to mine. His tongue invades my mouth, licking and sucking expertly. He eases himself in and out, building us both up to a steady, punishing rhythm, and I’m instantly settled comfortably in euphoria. I didn’t even know this kind of pleasure existed. He brings his hand down to my clit, continuing to pound into me, and within seconds, I’m feeling the newly familiar pull again.

Again?Holy—

My second orgasm consumes me and I think I go blind for a moment. He doesn’t falter, his hand circling until I can’t take it anymore, reaching down to stop his fingers.

“God, I love it when you come,” he whispers heatedly as my swollen sex clenches around him. Our bodies are drenched from exertion, the only sound in the room our pleasured grunts and moans. He’s perfect. This is perfect. Our bodies together are perfect.

His grip tight on my flesh, he spins us both on the billowy mattress until he’s beneath me and both of my legs spread out over his lower half, aching for him again. He grins as I line his arousal to mine hastily, pulling me down on top of him, penetrating me deeper than I’ve ever experienced. It’s so deep this way. Too deep. I try to lift myself a little to alleviate the discomfort, my mouth parting wide instinctively as he fills me to the brink.

“No, you’re gonna take all of me,” he insists, holding me at the waist. “Kiss me, Darcy.”

I cradle his head with my hands, dragging my mouth from his cheek to his lips tentatively.

“Fucking kiss me,” he barks as I rock against him, sinking to the hilt.

“Fuck!” I cry out against his mouth, and he doesn’t waste the moment. His tongue dives in deep, consuming, and I whimper as I relentlessly grind my hips into him, always needing more. A low sound rumbles through him when I pull on his bottom lip and his hand dives to tease my clit once more.

“No…no. I can’t,” I argue weakly as he circles the small, sensitive nub with a single finger.

“You will, Darcy.”

I gasp in disbelief as my body begins to tremble all over again, reason catapulting into oblivion.

“Yes.Yes, come for me. Come,” he commands wickedly, and his words send me over the edge, leaving me only able to praise his name over and over again in wild passion. Within seconds his grip tightens as he swells, releasing inside of me with strong, virile spurts. We stop moving nearly in unison, gasping against each other, slowly coming down from our collective highs. I blink wildly, my world tilted off its axis in the best way.

This might be the best day of my life.Holy crap. This man is a god.