Stop it, she told herself again.
Ben chuckled at her statement. “Oh, Bianca,” he said in the same husky voice. “You have a knack for playing games, don’t you?” He paused. “Well, why don’t we do just that? Play games, I mean.” The hand on his back was now on the side of Bianca’s left breast, teasing gently.
“Don’t do this,” Bianca blurted out. She was really uncomfortable now. Turned on as she might be, she didn’t want to be in this awkward situation. She felt torn. She wanted to get out of the house right away, but at the same time, she wanted to get her clothes off and get down and dirty with Ben Pages, the son of her employers and whom she had just met for the first time.
Bianca felt torn, conflicted. But of course she didn’t let Ben see she felt that way. She didn’t understand how someone could be so bold, so straightforward to someone he had just met. But what did she care about Ben Pages anyway? She didn’t have anything to do with him. It was his parents and Janawhom she should be giving beans about, not this arrogant guy who suddenly decided to show up for whatever reason!
Now the arrogant guy laughed at Bianca’s declaration. He stopped caressing Bianca’s side but didn’t entirely remove his hand. “Why shouldn’t I do this?” Ben asked. “You’re funny, Bianca.” He burst into laughter, unable to keep it inside him any longer.
“I don’t know you,” Bianca said fiercely. “I didn’t come here to do… funny things. I came here to babysit Kathleen, and I intend to do my job professionally.”
Ben suddenly grabbed her wrist. Surprised, Bianca cried out. Ben had her wrist in a tight grip. He was strong. His fingers dug into the tiny bones of her wrist.
“Ben!” she cried out.
“I want you,” he said in a low voice. “And I get what I want. Always. Now you do as I say or things will take, shall we say, a turn for the unpleasant.” He grinned. It was the first time Bianca saw his teeth, which were perfect, but the grin was frightening. Bianca looked into Ben’s crystal-clear eyes and saw, light as they were, they were dark within.
And completely empty.
“What do you want?” Bianca whispered, still struggling to free herself from Ben’s grip.
“You,” he answered simply. “I want you, Bianca. I want your body.” His eyes turned glassy. “You’re cute. Not gorgeous but attractive in your own way.” His eyes ran over her body. “I’ve never had somebody like you. Until now, of course.” He tightened his grip, and Bianca cried out again. “Now lie down.”
“No!” Bianca cried out, and the grip on her wrist tightened even more. God, this guy’s crazy! she thought. Her fantasies of doing things to Ben disappeared in a flash. She no longer wanted to get down and dirty with him. She wanted to get out of the house as soon as possible!
“Yes!” Ben answered, and violently pushed her back into the couch.
Bianca gasped in surprise. A moment later, Ben was on top of her, straddling her. His huge frame easily overpowered her medium build. She squirmed and struggled, but it was no use. He had his knees around her legs, keeping them in place. She beat his fists against his solid chest. He laughed at her attempt and gave her a quick brisk slap on the face. This stunned her, and she kept still.
“Quit moving around,” Ben said, taking off his shirt. “It will be quick, I promise. We don’t have much time. Janawill be here a few minutes from now.”
“You pig!” Bianca cried out. “I can’t believe Janahas you as her brother!”
Ben answered by lowering his face to Bianca’s and kissing her on the lips. His kiss was soft, almost tender, as if he wasn’t taking her by force. The feel of the kiss surprised Bianca. She had expected something harsh and brusque. But no, Ben’s kiss was gentle, almost chaste. She shut her eyes, and before she knew it, she was kissing him back.
She knew Ben was surprised because his lips didn’t move for a split second. But he quickly recovered and kissed her again, this time with much enthusiasm and passion. It was still gentle but in a more vigorous kind of way.
Bianca reached up and ran her hands through Ben’s hair. She tugged lightly, and Ben groaned. She tugged harder, and Ben groaned louder into her mouth. The kiss had reached frenzied levels now. They were practically eating each other’s lips out. Not that Bianca minded. Ben had one of the softest lips she had ever kissed.
Still kissing her, he reached down with one hand and rubbed her hip. A sliver of electricity shot up Bianca’s spine and made her arch her back. He continued to rub her hip softly. She moaned. The motion was sensual, almost erotic. It was strange, but he almost seemed to know where exactly to touch her.