He took his time, setting up a gentle rhythm, loving the sounds she made, loving the way she wriggled against him as her excitement grew. And, when he knew he was close to coming himself, he touched her in a way that would guarantee her release as well.
They came together, Ben startled as another wave of emotion hit him. Not just tenderness this time, but something deeper. Much deeper. He held her tightly in his arms afterwards and wondered if he was finally on the verge of falling in love.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
JESS WAS WOKEN by Ben shaking her shoulder again, plus the sound of her phone ringing.
‘I was in the kitchen making coffee when it rang,’ he explained as he handed it to her.
Jess tried to take the phone, sit up and cover her bare breasts at the same time, but failed.
What the heck? she thought despairingly. It wasn’t anything he hadn’t seen before. Yet, strangely, she felt shy in front of Ben all of a sudden. Jess supposed it wasn’t every day that one woke to such memories. In a way, it didn’t seem real. Had she really let him tie her up and spank her? Obviously she had, if her still-tender bottom was anything to go by.
‘It’s my mother,’ she said, trying to look and sound cool. ‘Would you mind?’ She waved him away.
He smiled, turned and left the room. Thank God. The infernal man was stark naked. Obviously, he never suffered from shyness.
‘Hello, Mum,’ she said into the phone. ‘It’s a little early, isn’t it? I’ve only just woken up. Can I tell you all about the wedding when I get home?’
‘I guess so. But, before you go, I was also ringing to remind you that today is family barbecue day. I thought you might have forgotten.’
She had, actually. It was a once a month tradition where the family got together at her parents’ place.
‘I was thinking that you could ask Ben to come along. Your father and I would love to meet him.’
Meaning she’d like to see what he looked like. Her mother was a very intuitive woman and had probably picked up something from Jess’s voice.
‘I’ll ask him, Mum,’ she said. ‘But I won’t guarantee that he’ll say yes. He might just want to get home after such a long drive.’
‘I see. Well, how about you call me when you stop and tell me if Ben’s coming or not?’
‘Will do. Now, I must go, Mum.’
‘Before you go, did the wedding go off all right yesterday? No other Murphy’s Law disasters?’
‘Everything was perfect, Mum,’ she said. ‘I’ll ring you later. Bye.’
Rising, Jess dashed for the bathroom, where the sight of her pink bridesmaid dress draped over the bath reminded her of the submissive scenario Ben had insisted upon in there. That was where her loss of will-power had all started, of course. In that shower. By the time he’d turned off the water, she’d been so excited that he could have done anything to her and she would not have objected.
The speed with which he’d turned her into a submissive sex slave was quite shocking. So why wasn’t she more shocked this morning? Maybe it was because underneath all that S&M role-playing Ben was a nice man. A decent man. She felt confident that he would never hurt her for real. Look at the way he’d made love to her later in the night, so gently and rather sweetly. She’d enjoyed that time even more than all the other times so far. And there’d been quite a few already, Jess thought ruefully. Ben couldn’t seem to keep his hands off her. In more ways than one!
After a rather quick shower, Jess rubbed some of the body lotion she found in the vanity into her buttocks. They were still a little on the tender side, but nothing major. Once her teeth were cleaned and her hair up in a ponytail, she hurried into the other bedroom where she took out some fresh clothes: a pair of three-quarter length white trousers and a navy-and-white striped top. Slipping white sandals onto her feet, she headed for the kitchen where Ben was thankfully now wearing the white bathrobe which had been on the bedroom floor earlier. He was sitting at the kitchen table with some toast and coffee in front of him.
‘I think your mother’s checking up on you,’ he said.
‘Possibly. It’s hard to put anything past my mum.’
‘Not for the want of your trying, though,’ he said, smiling at her.#p#分页标题#e#
Lord, but he was devilishly attractive when he smiled like that, even with slightly bleary eyes and a stubbly chin.
‘She wanted to know how the wedding went. And to invite you to our family barbecue tonight.’
His eyebrows lifted, then fell. ‘Do you want me to go, Jess?’
She shrugged. ‘I doubt you’ll enjoy it much. Mum will give you the once-over, then Dad’ll probably give you the third degree, if he thinks you’re interested in me.’