Anna made him feel like he was funny, attractive and adored. She laughed at every ridiculous joke he cracked and had a quick retort to his sarcasm. Women tended to make Ben feel like he was the dumbest man in the room, and he felt his humor was often lost on deaf ears. But not with Anna. She laughed with her whole heart and her smile reached her eyes.
She did seem a bit distracted, but that was expected after what she had told him about her boss. He loved how brazen she was, evident in the way she went against her boss’ wishes. He watched her take the last bite of her chicken parmesan and he raised his eyebrows.
“Damn. Was someone hungry?” He held back a laugh. He had never seen a woman eat so fast in his life.
Anna wiped her mouth with her napkin. “Maybe just a little.”
He stared at her.
“What? You can’t judge me. I didn’t have dinner last night and only had bread this morning. I have you to thank for that.”
“You are most welcome,” he said, motioning to the waiter for their check. “I have had my fair share of hangovers. It’s always nice to have a helping hand in the recovery process.” He took the check and immediately handed over his credit card.
“You’re not even going to let me pretend to fight over the bill?”
Ben shook his head. “Nope.”
“But I’m pretty sure I owe you for last night.”
“I thought we weren’t talking about last night anymore?” He smirked at the fake shock on her face. Once he had his credit card back, Ben scribbled his name on the check and stood. “Ready?”
Anna nodded and started for the front of the restaurant. Ben followed behind her, but not too closely. He focused on the gentle swing of her hips and how amazing her ass looked in her low riding jeans. They got outside to find it pouring rain.
“This is a first!” Anna hollered over the sound of the rain drops pelting the ground.
“Of course it’s raining,” he replied. “Why wouldn’t it when we had to park a football field away.”
“What’s wrong, Ben?” She looked up at him, laughter dancing in her eyes. “Are you afraid to get wet?”
The only thing he wanted to get wet was her while he ravished her body over and over again. Realizing where his thoughts were going, Ben ran his hand down his face and shook his head. “Make a run for it?”
She nodded and began sprinting towards his car. “Last one there is a rotten egg!” she yelled over her shoulder. Anna was really letting him see her playful side and he was finding it harder and harder to resist her. He hurried to catch up to her but stayed a stride behind. She was having too much fun winning this race. By the time they reached the car, the two of them were soaking wet and breathing heavily.
“You haven’t even unlocked the car yet?” Anna yelled and swiped at a strand of hair that was stuck to her cheek.
Ben grinned apologetically. “I’m sorry, but it’s hard for one to pull keys out of their pocket while running.” He clicked the unlock button twice and they hurried into the car. He glanced at the clock on his dash and asked, “Where to?”
She gave him a confused look. “Seriously? We are soaked to the bone. Only place I want to go is home so I can get out of these wet clothes.”
Ben suddenly felt hungry, and it wasn’t because he needed food. Anna was intoxicating and he ached to taste her. It was all he could think about the whole drive back to her house. When they pulled into her driveway, he asked, “When can I see you again?”
“You can come inside if you want. I have some clothes that would fit you and I can throw your wet clothes in the dryer.”
Ben eyed her curiously. “Why do you have clothes that would fit me?”
She giggled. “Don’t get your panties in a knot. They belong to my dad. He and my mom stayed with me a few months ago and he left a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt behind.” Anna pushed open the car door and ran out. She disappeared inside the house, but Ben sat for an extra second in the car, wondering if it was a good idea to go inside. He wasn’t sure he would be able to control himself while he waited for his clothes to dry.
He sighed and turned the car off. When he walked into the house, Anna was walking across the kitchen in a towel. “Here, put these on.” She handed Ben dry clothes and turned. “I’m freezing so I’m going to take a quick shower.”
Can I join you? Ben’s cock jerked to attention at the thought of sharing a shower with her.
“There’s another bathroom down the hall if you want to do the same.”
“Why waste water when we can just take one together?”
He hadn’t realized he had said it out loud until Anna stopped in her tracks.
She turned around slowly. “Baby steps, Ben. How about you get into my pants first before you get into my shower?” She winked and walked away.
Ben mouthed the word, wow, and wondered if that was a joke or an invitation. He stood there dumfounded for another minute before realizing he was also feeling chilled. A warm shower did sound amazing, so he turned on the water when he entered the guest bathroom and stripped out of his wet clothes. He stepped under the hot water and silently scolded himself for his comment. When the chill had finally melted away, Ben turned the water off and put on the dry clothes. He re-entered the living room to find Anna standing in the kitchen opening a bottle of wine.
“Would you like a glass of wine?”
“You’re not going to throw up again, are you?” Anna threw the cork at him and it hit him square in the chest with a thud. “Damn girl, you’ve got a good arm on you.”
“I also have a drawer full of forks and I’m not afraid to use them.”
Ben moseyed into the kitchen and sat at a bar stool. “Please, keep that drawer closed and I promise never to bring up vomit again.”
“You better not or I will feel compelled to send you packing.” Anna poured a dark red liquid into two glasses and slid one across the counter top to Ben. He took a small sip.
“Mmmm. Cabernet?”
She nodded and pressed the glass to her lips. “My favorite kind,” she admitted before her face fell.
“What’s wrong?” He eyed her.
“I just realized that I left my flowers at the restaurant.”
“I guess I’m going to have to buy you some more, aren’t I?” He loved the pouty look on her face.
“Please do. I love having fresh flowers in the house.” She pointed to the arrangement sitting in the center of her dining room table.
“I now know a few things about you. You’re an interior designer, you do not do well with hard alcohol, you love fresh flowers and you like wine. Besides being a workaholic and enjoying time with friends and family, what else do you like to do?”
Anna climbed onto the barstool beside him and her scented skin enveloped his senses. She smelled amazing and it took all of him not to lean in and kiss her neck.
“I’m not always a workaholic. I love to watch movies, read books, eat, drink wine, listen to music… The list goes on. I like just about everything. Well, almost everything. I could live my life happily not watching sports.” She smiled at him guiltily. “No offense.”
“No offense taken. It’s actually refreshing to meet a girl who doesn’t want to talk about my career.” And he meant that. His dates usually consisted of him giving the low down on teammates, game statistics and free tickets.
“That will be one thing you won’t have to worry about with me. I may ask you how the game was in case anything exciting happened, but it will probably stop there.”
“So are you saying that you will be dating me long enough to ask me how my game was?”
Anna shook her head and huffed. “Do you always read too much into things?” She reached for the bottle of wine and poured the remaining contents into their glasses.
“Did we really already finish a bottle of wine?” He hadn’t even realized his glass was empty.
“That’s easy to do when two people share a bottle. Why? You got somewhere you have to be?”
“There’s nowhere I’d rather be.” Ben wasn’t sure what Anna was trying to do. The clock on the microwave read that it was seven o’clock, but if he continued drinking, there was no way he would be getting behind the wheel of a car. “You trying to get me drunk?”
She smirked. “I would never do such a thing.”
“Uh-huh… Right.” Ben pointed to the fridge. “In case we get hungry, leftovers from last night are in there.”
“Really?” Anna opened the door and saw the to-go containers from the restaurant.
“Yeah. Our food came to the table just as you started to feel ‘ill’.” He made the quote gesture with his hands.
“I guess getting wasted on a first date has its perks!” she said with a laugh.
“You surprise me, Anna.”
“Why’s that?”
“You were so hesitant to go out with me, but here we are, at your house, enjoying each other’s company and having fun.”
“Look, you have to understand something.” She began opening another bottle of wine and Ben waited in anticipation for her to finish her sentence. “I dated a man for a really long time.” Ben hated the man already. “It didn’t end on bad terms, but it was hard knowing that he had fallen in love with someone else while we were still together.”
“That doesn’t make him a man. That makes him a pussy for leading you on.”
Anna shook her head. “You may disagree, but it was my fault. I could have left him way before it had gotten to that point, but I was in denial. I thought I was in love with him, but I wasn’t.” She poured more wine.
How the hell have we already taken back two glasses? he asked himself. She smirked at him when she set the bottle down and he no longer cared. The wine was already having an effect on him. “How long ago was that relationship?” He had to know. If it was recent, he knew he wouldn’t have a chance with her.
“A little over a year ago.”
Yessssss. He was ecstatic to know that this wasn’t a rebound date.
“How about you? I feel like you know so much about me already and I know nothing about you.” She sipped her wine. “Yes, I remember asking you what you like most about being a player, and yes, I remember your answer.” She cringed. “I do owe you an apology for being rude. I assumed you were only in it for the glory and money.”
Ben spun the stem of his glass on the marble counter top. “You mean you want to know more about me other than being a Disney fan?”
Anna giggled. “Of course. There has to be more to you than that serious exterior.”
“Well, I, too, enjoy spending time with family and friends. I love all the same things as you do, minus the reading part. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for a good thriller or mystery, but it takes more than a long flight to get me to read.”
“Date. Over…” She gave him an appalled look, but laughter shone in her eyes. “I can’t see a man who doesn’t enjoy reading as much as I do.”
“Who’s the one trying to be cute now?” Ben’s face was starting to hurt from all the smiling. Anna crossed her leg over her knee and rubbed her ankle. She made a pained expression. “You okay?”
“Oh, I’m fine. I don’t know why but my ankle has been bothering me all day.”
“I may have an answer to that for you.” He finished his glass of wine. “And it's one you’re not going to like.”
Anna swallowed the last bit of her wine and poured more. “Let me guess… Something that happened after I got sloshed?”
Ben choked on his wine. “Right you are, my dear. I won’t go into detail, but you were lucky enough not to hit the ground. You just twisted your ankle a bit.”
She slapped her hand over her face. “I am seriously out of control.”
“I thought so, too.” Ben winced when she poked him in the side. “I’m kidding!” He gestured towards the couch. “Why don’t we move to a spot a bit more comfortable and I’ll rub it for you?”
“That sounds fabulous. Let me just top us off.”
“Are you trying to get me drunk?” Ben asked.
“You already asked me that.”
“Oh, yeah. I did, didn’t I?”
Anna shrugged. “What’s the phrase you used with me?” She thought for a moment. “Ah yes, if the shoe fits.” He laughed. She was ridiculous and he loved it.
Once he was sitting comfortably on her couch, Anna sat on the other side and propped her feet in his lap. “Should I put on a movie?”
“Sure,” Ben responded. Although he knew the chance of him actually watching it was slim. He was impressed when Deadpool came on the screen. “I half expected a sappy love story.”
“Ehh, I have to be in the mood for one of those.” She snuggled into the couch deeper and cupped her wine glass in her hands.
Ben began rubbing her foot and ankle and she moaned lightly. It was like a shot right to his lower region, giving him an immediate erection. That’s just great, he thought. He glanced up at her to find her eyes closed and her perfect lips parted slightly. He wanted to pull her into his lap and have his way with her, but he knew he needed to control himself. He had finally found an incredible woman to hang out with, and he wasn’t about to scare her away because his dick was hard.
He tried to adjust her foot so that it wasn’t so close to his erection, but it rubbed against it causing an instant reaction, and not from him. Anna’s eyes immediately popped open and she stared at him. Their eyes met and the intensity there was enough for him to not want to look away. She began rubbing the heel of her foot against his hard on and his mouth fell open.
“Anna, do you have any idea what you are doing?”
She nodded and continued her torture.
That was all he needed. Ben took her glass and set it on the table and quickly covered her body with his. He crushed his lips to hers and didn’t stop until they were both breathless.
“Ben,” she said anxiously.
“Anna?”
“What are we doing?”
He pulled back. “That depends. What would you like me to do?”
A mischievous smile spread across her face. “That depends. What would you like to do?”
“I’d like to throw you down on your bed, take off all your clothes and kiss every inch of your body.”
“I won’t object to that.”
There was the invitation he had been waiting for. Ben scooped Anna up and carried her to the bedroom where he threw her down on the bed, as promised. He stood back and pulled his shirt off before bending over her to help her undress. Ben pushed her shirt up and as he did, he trailed a line of kissed across her stomach. He was delighted to find that she was braless. Ben circled her left breast with kisses and then pulled her nipple into his mouth, causing her to gasp.
He celebrated the sound of her panting and continued his sweet assault on the right breast. Anna pulled her shirt off the rest of the way and Ben kissed his way back up to her lips. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and massaged her tongue with his. Not wanting to crush her with his body, Ben kept himself propped up on his elbows giving Anna room to start sliding her pants down.
“Oh no, you don’t get to have all the fun.” Ben slid down her body and pulled her black yoga pants the rest of the way down. His plan was to kiss every inch of her body, but the need to taste her had overpowered him and he dove in head first. He licked and sucked until Anna was writhing and thrusting her hips against his face. He could tell her orgasm was building when her nails dug into the back of his arms in a painful but pleasurable way. Seconds later, she grabbed the back of his head and arched off the bed, screaming his name. A first for him.
Not wanting to lose the momentum, Ben slid the shorts he was wearing down his legs and thrust inside of her and was pleased to find her so hot and ready for him. Anna threw her head back and screamed, her orgasm wracking her body again. He could feel her tight around him and it was almost his undoing.
When she finally relaxed, Ben started to thrum his finger across her sensitive nub. He needed her to come again. He wouldn’t be happy until she was satisfied to the point of exhaustion. He pumped inside her until her hips matched his rhythm and they were finally in sync with one another.
Suddenly, Anna pushed him off her and flipped him to his back. “I wanna be on top for a bit,” she whispered in his ear.
“I’m afraid that I’ll lose myself with you up there.”
“Good.”
Ben watched her face while she rocked her body on top of his. She was incredibly sexy. “How do you feel about touching yourself?” Ben rasped.
“Oh, you mean like this?” Anna twisted her nipple between her finger tips and then slid her hand down lower. When she reached the section that begged to be touched, she began rubbing and Ben almost came right there. Anna’s eyes closed and she rocked back and forth a little harder while she continued to touch herself. It was almost too much for him to bear. Thankfully, he could feel her orgasm build once again and then she was screaming and holding on to his pecks. Ben grabbed a hold of her hips and thrust heavily inside her before exploding.
Anna buried her face in the crook of Ben’s neck, breathing heavily.
“That was incredible,” he whispered.
“Incredible,” she whispered back.
They sat there in silence for another minute before Anna moved from the bed. “How about that shower you were so eager for earlier?”
Ben raised his eyebrows, shocked by her question, but he didn’t hesitate. Right after Anna turned the water on, Ben came up behind her and pushed her against the glass of the shower.
“Round two?” he asked.
She laughed and adjusted the temperature of the water before turning to him and nodding. “Only if you can handle it.”
“I can handle it, alright. The real question is, can you?”
Giggling, she said, “You have no idea.”
They climbed in the shower together where they explored each other’s bodies in the heavily lit room. Ben had to pinch himself to remind himself that this wasn’t a dream. Anna was in fact, the real deal. And she was absolutely amazing.