Page 28 of Hot n Bothered

Y ou shouldn’t settle for the bare minimum.

Surely he didn’t expect her to come again? Isobelle was still trembling from the earlier two orgasms. He lifted her left arm and fingered her implant, before running his tongue over it.

“Just checking.” He murmured, thrusting up again forcibly making her gasp. "I'm clean, but if you want… Fuck I should've…"

"I'm clean too. I trust you." She managed to get out between pants.

There was that smile, she was helpless against it. She took hold of his face and kissed him, slowly moving her tongue over his. She wanted to take her time with him, she wanted to savour each moment.

Of course, he had other ideas. He gripped her hips, pushing her back into the wall and pumped his hips hard and fast. She was so sensitised that it didn’t take long for another orgasm to build in her.

She tore her mouth away from his panting, shaking her head whimpering. It was getting too much, almost painful the pleasure just overwhelmed her.

“Oh yes Belle. One more. Come for me.” His breath was hot in her ear and he nipped her neck. “Fuck you feel so good.”

That was enough to tip her over the edge, but he still didn’t stop.

“Ben, please no more.” She gasped unable to stop trembling, dropping her head onto his shoulder.

He thrust up a few more times before giving a strangled groan and collapsing back onto his heels. He wrapped his arms around her so tenderly and nuzzled her neck. She could feel his heart pounding, mirroring hers, as did his heavy breathing.

“So how does that stack up against your secret shag?” He whispered in her ear.

She burst out laughing. “Are you kidding me with this right now?”

“What? When’s the right time to ask? I’m competitive, you know that.”

“There is no right time to ask that.” She pushed back to look at him. “What if I ask if this matches up to your ex’s huh?” She poked his chest.

His grin was so smug. “You can. I have no problem with saying you blow them all out of the water.”

She rolled her eyes, her cheeks heating. “Fine, it was… adequate.”

“Adequate?” His eyes narrowed.

“No! No Ben! Stop!” She squealed, laughing as he blew raspberries on her neck. “Alright, alright! It was good.”

“Good? Good?” He mock growled, twisting them so she was on the floor under him. “So I need to do more? Alright then.” He leaned down to kiss her as he moved his hips, stopping at her wince. “Belle? What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

“Fuck.” She muttered, covering her eyes with her hand. “You’re going to be so smug.” She sighed, he looked so concerned she had to tell him the truth. “You didn’t hurt me as such.”

“As such? What do you mean by that?”

“You’ve got me too sensitised alright? I can’t take anymore right now. Happy?”

She peeked through her fingers at him and sure enough his smile was so freaking huge, along with that hint of smugness that should annoy her but instead just made him look super cute.

“Stop smiling.” She bit her cheeks to stop from smiling in return.

“I can’t. My girlfriend just said I was the best she’d ever had.”

“I didn’t say that. Now get off me. You need to brush your teeth.”

She giggled to see him freeze and clamp his mouth shut. Then hissed when he pulled out of her to stand up. His eyes were heated as they roved over her as he helped her stand.

“Urgh, I’m going to need to have a cold shower.

You are far too tempting Belle.” He groaned, giving her arse a squeeze and dropping a kiss on her shoulder.

“Get dressed, comfy shoes, there’s walking involved.

We need to go to at least one place. Can’t very well tell your father we didn’t go out because I spent the day fucking you senseless.

” He shut the bathroom door behind him, cutting off her embarrassed blustering.

Had that really just happened?

That was a stupid question, she thought to herself. Her body was still thrumming, her legs unsteady. Not to mention she could feel their combined fluids coating the insides of her thighs.

She heard him start the shower and was tempted to join him, screw going out.

But she wasn’t lying about being too sensitive right now.

Anything would be too painful, unfortunately.

She entered the bathroom, intending on just using a washcloth quickly to clean herself and leaving.

But the sight of Ben in the shower stopped her.

He had one hand braced against the wall, head down eyes closed. His other hand vigorously stroking his hard cock.

“Ah, Belle… Yes… Belle.” He was groaning as he pleasured himself.

He was thinking of her? Her heart pounded at the idea that he used her just like she used fantasies of him when she did the same. It was unbelievable to her, even witnessing it with her own two eyes. They flicked to the mirror, wondering just what he saw in her.

“You planning on just watching?”

His voice pulled her out of her self-critical thoughts. He was watching her completely unashamed at what he was doing. The heat in his gaze was like a shot of self-confidence, she gave him a wicked smile.

“Of course, can’t have you getting any ideas I’m ready for anything else.” She dampened a cloth and cleaned herself. “You can continue if you want, don’t let me stop you.”

It only took a few strokes for him to finish, his eyes not leaving hers the entire time. Fuck, but that was hot.

“That’s what you do to me Belle.” That sexy, husky voice of his created a pool of warmth right in her core. “Did you enjoy the show?” He flashed a grin as he grabbed his shampoo.

“It was nice to hear my name.” She admitted. “That was a first.”

“Huh?” He was frowning at her. “How many boyfriends have you witnessed?”

“Four, including you. Two were thinking of the twins. The other actually said his sister’s name.” She pulled a face. “Obviously I noped right out of there and the relationship.”

“Who was that? Hang on.” He rinsed his head under the stream before using his body wash. "Sorry, please continue, who was it again?"

“Simon. That was the one before Mike.”

He chuckled as he rinsed himself off. “So that was the skeevy one Darren told me about.”

“Why was Darren telling you about my ex’s?”

“Oh…um…” He turned the shower off and picked up a towel, rubbing his hair and face. “I think it was a what not to do lecture for this trip.”

Was it her imagination or was he flushing? He also wasn’t looking at her, which usually meant he was lying.

“You’re not looking at me. Are you lying?”

“I’m not looking at you because you are stark bollock naked and are tempting me too much. So unless you want me to throw you over my shoulder and take you to bed to fuck you until neither of us can walk. Will you please get dressed?”

That sent her scurrying from the bathroom. What the Hell? How did she forget she was naked? She’d never been that confident in her body to walk around naked, even when she was alone.

She pulled on a pair of shorts and a short-sleeved top, Cat had said looked good on her as she heard Ben brush his teeth.

“Coffee?” She asked when he finally came out.

“Please. But.” He caught her wrist pulling her to him. “I need something else more.”

He pulled up her chin and pressed a kiss to her lips.

This was slow, confident and oh so perfect.

They had all the time in the world, this wasn’t to prove anything, it wasn’t to test to see if they could fake it, it wasn’t to initiate sex.

It was simply because he wanted to kiss her and she wanted to kiss him.

In her humble opinion they were the best kind of kisses.

He pulled back slowly, pressing another soft kiss to her lips before stepping back.

“Now I need coffee.”

“I’ll put the kettle on.”

“And I’ll put some clothes on.”

Isobelle refused to think about what had happened.

If she started thinking about it, then she’d start picking apart every little thing and come to the wrong conclusions.

So instead she decided to just enjoy it, go with the flow.

She wasn’t going to expect anything, because let’s face it what could she of all people expect?

It still confused her that he wanted her.

Urgh! She slapped her cheeks, trying to snap herself out of thinking about it.

Instead of thinking of him, she forced herself to revisit one of the books she was working on.

She had stupidly written herself into a corner and hadn’t seen any way out at the time.

That’s why she’d started on the other four.

But she should try to get around it and she really did like the characters.

Amazingly, she had actually packed the notebooks with that particular story in. She was reading through it again, when she felt Ben’s arm wrap around her waist from behind. His other stretched out so he could feel one of the mugs in front of her before moving to the other one and picking it up.

“Perfect as always.” He pressed a kiss to her hair. “Is this one coming with us today?”

“If you don’t mind?”

“Of course not. I’ll be working on your other one at the same time. Do you want to grab breakfast out or…?” He chuckled as she only half-listened to him. “I’ll rustle something up while you think.”

Placing the mug back, keeping his arms around her he picked up the notepad and walked her to the table. She laughed as he kept it open in front of her all the way.

“Can’t have you losing her concentration.” He said before placing it on the table.

By the time she’d sat he’d also put her coffee and some pens in front of her.