Sami
God, she’d thought she’d experienced the deepest pain the world could throw at her, but reliving the most painful moments in her life as Ben narrated them for her was excruciating. “God, Ben, what are you trying to do to us?” she choked as she saw him hold out his hand to her from the corner of her eye, generously offering her the comfort of his touch. Latching onto it the way a drowning victim would hold onto a life raft, she clutched his palm gratefully as the first teardrop slid down her face.
“I’m trying to save us. I truly am,” Ben shared raggedly, his deep voice jagged and laced with pure sorrow. Taking a deep breath, he continued on. “I forgot you saw the doctor, Sami. I guess in the back of my mind I always assumed everything went fine since you never said otherwise. I realize now how amazingly stupid that was. If I’d known…hell, if I’d even suspected that was why you pulled away from me, I’d have never tolerated it. Back then, I just thought you’d gotten busy with work… stressed about life in general.”
“Oh, I was stressed,” she muttered, sniffling as she lifted her free hand to wipe her nose, her mind still reeling with the knowledge that he appeared to now know all her secrets. Even her biggest one. “So… you know that I’m… that I can’t…” She nearly choked, almost gagging on the words as brutal anguish swamped her. Pulling in a long breath, she quickly forced the words from her mouth. “You know I can’t have any babies then?”
Ben’s fingers tightened around hers, refusing to let go. “I know, vixen. I know, and I hate that you’ve spent three years living with that loss alone… a loss that should have been ours to share and carry together.”
Sami laughed hollowly. “But that’s just it, Ben! It isn’t our loss. It’s mine. Just mine! All freaking mine!” she yelled harshly, the tears coursing faster down her cheeks as he let her hand go to pull her against him, embracing her tightly. “Don’t you see? I let you go so that you could have your chance at a family! I wanted you to have a shot at being happy, Ben!”
“Sami, I was happy. I was with you,” Ben countered as she watched him blink back his own tears and if she hadn’t already been emotionally unraveling, that display of emotion from him would have shattered her.
“No! You don’t understand,” she denied, weeping freely. “I wanted you to have it all! I needed to be able to give you everything, and the only way I knew to do that was to release you. So I tore us apart. I broke us. And for what? Here you are! Still alone. No wife. No babies. J-just you a-a-and Jellybean,” she cried, opening her eyes to find the dog sitting in front of the door, looking at them both with wide, sorrowful eyes.
“Has it occurred to you that the most important variable was missing from that equation? There was no you! When you left me and took my chance at a future with you away, you also took any desire I had to make a family, Sami. Can’t you understand that you are the only woman I’ve ever wanted any of that with? Because more than anything in this entire world, I wanted you. You were the prize, Samantha. A biological child would have been nice, but without you… that dream meant nothing to me. That’s how I felt then. That’s how I feel now. And I promise you, that’s how I’m gonna feel tomorrow. You’re my light. Without you, I’ve just been existing in the shadows of a life I’ve barely been living.”
Heart in her throat, she could only stare at him with wide, hopeful eyes. Could he really be offering her the chance to be them again? To reclaim the life she thought she’d never have again? To spend every day loving and being loved by this incredible man? But could she really risk depriving him of a future child… a little boy or girl with his captivating eyes and killer smile? God knows, she wanted it for herself. Was she really going to rob Ben of his chance at having it, too?
“Vixen?” Ben murmured, brushing the back of his fingers against her jaw until he captured her eyes with his. “Where’d you go in that beautiful mind of yours?” he asked, frowning as he obviously found something in her gaze he didn’t like. “Wherever it was, you need to forget about it. I could tell by the look on your face it was nowhere I want you visiting again. Even if it is only in your mind. This gorgeous face was only ever meant to glow with happiness. It’s my new goal to banish every ghost of the past I see floating in that pretty green gaze. No more shadows, Sami. Only sunshine ahead for us.”
“You can’t just ignore the fact that I can’t give you a family,” she managed to croak. “See, I remember things, too, Ben, and I definitely recall all the dreams you’d share with me while we were in bed at night. You know, the ones about our kids and how you wanted to toss around a football with your son in the backyard and attend little parties with tiaras and tea with your daughter. I haven’t forgotten those moments, Ben. Or the fact that I can’t offer you the chance to have any of that. It’s torture knowing that I can’t be the mother to your kids. Sheer, unadulterated torture,” she wept as his warm hands cupped her face.
“Sami, is that where your head’s been for the past three years? Don’t you know that you don’t have to push my baby out of your body to be its mother? Goddammit, when I think about the way you’ve been punishing yourself for something you can’t control, I wanna rip apart the fuckin’ world, but I swear, when I hear you spout nonsense like you can’t be my kids’ momma because you physically can’t carry them in your body, I wanna shake you until your teeth rattle. I’m still so fucking in love with you that my heart physically aches, but at the same time, I’m so mad at you that I wanna wrap my hands around that gorgeous neck and strangle you,” he growled, staring at her with a crazy mixture of pure love and barely suppressed rage. “Do you realize you’ve spent three years punishing us both for absolutely no reason?”
Stricken, Sami gulped as she stood with her body molded to his, her hands clinging to his arms as if he’d disappear at any sec. “No, I haven’t,” she retorted hotly, her damp eyes clearing as she focused on what he was saying. “I was saving you! I sacrificed my own happiness to give you the chance at the future you said you wanted,” she declared self-righteously. “So you’re welcome!” she added haughtily.
“Oh, gee, thanks,” he sneered, matching her tone. “Congratulations! You took away the woman I needed more than air. Can’t you open your ears, woman! I only ever wanted that future with you, Samantha,” Ben bit out forcefully, his hands moving to her arms to give her a little shake.
“I hear you just fine. Maybe you should have your own ears checked, old man! Or have you just not been listening when I said that I can’t give you the children you want? That fact has not changed in the three years we’ve been apart,” Sami yelled, growing more and more angry with every passing moment. Couldn’t this blind asshat see that she’d done everything in her power to clear the path to a happy ending for him? Why couldn’t he get out of his own way and take the opportunity?
Sighing, Ben lifted his eyes to the ceiling and pressed his hands together in prayer. “Lord, grant me patience,” he implored the Lord aloud.
“Screw patience,” Sami replied grouchily, tilting her own head back to look at the ceiling to have her own discussion with the Almighty. “Heavenly Father, please see Your way clear to giving unto me a gun. A great big one with lots and lots of bullets. Amen!”
Ben chuckled. “Now, Samantha, we both know you’d never kill me,” he remarked with a smug degree of certainty that Sami found both arrogant and infuriatingly endearing. “It’s a sin.”
“That may be so, but not one of the ten commandments mentioned if maiming you would be even the tiniest bit sinful, and since Moses isn’t around to ask I wouldn’t press my luck,” she informed him snootily, sticking her nose in the air as she pulled away from his arms and paced to the other side of the room to sit on the edge of the bed. She preferred to think that in the absence of a hard and fast biblical rule, she could afford to roll the theological dice.
“Vixen,” Ben’s rich voice began quietly as she watched him face her across the small room, “There are a lot of things I want you to know right now, but I can see you’re overwhelmed, so I’m going to stick with the most important. First and foremost, I love you. I loved you the day I met you. I loved you the day I foolishly walked out of our apartment three years ago. And I love you right now, standing here as I offer you my heart, body and soul. Second, I don’t care if you can’t bear children. You don’t need to physically give birth to be a mother or have a family, Sami. There are a lot of ways to accomplish that goal. I don’t give a shit how we have our kids,” he informed her tersely.
“But…”
“No,” Ben denied, his face darkening. “Shut it. I’m talking now. You had three years to speak your peace if you wanted and you instead chose to prance around the world and pretend modeling filled the void inside you. Now, this is my time. Understand?”
Oh, how she wanted to argue, but she also recognized that she wanted to hear what he had to say. She needed to know if they had a chance. If there was a way for her to have him and give him the family she knew he wanted. “Okay, Ben,” she consented with a slight nod.
“Good,” he returned briefly. “As I was saying, we can adopt a child. We can investigate surrogacy. We could get you another appointment with a doctor. God knows, we both have enough money to get the very best there is. There have been all kinds of advances in medicine. You never know; maybe there’s something that could help us. Regardless, when we’re ready, we can expand our family in any number of ways. Samantha, you don’t have to give birth to be my kid’s mother just like my kid doesn’t have to come from my sperm in order to be my son or daughter. Life isn’t always that simple, babe!”
Swallowing hard, Sami heard the genuine sincerity in Ben’s speech. She could see the open candor burning in his eyes. These weren’t just words to him; it was who he was at his core. And she’d wasted so much of their time being foolish. She’d made so many impulsive, emotion-fueled decisions that had cost them both so much. Yet, after everything, he still loved her. “You’re right, Ben,” she admitted, her voice cracking as she bit her lip and met his eyes. “I screwed up. I was hurting and scared, and I made a thoroughly irrational decision. I cut you out when I should have pulled you closer and I cost us three years together. All I can say is that I thought I was doing the right thing…. the honorable thing. I thought if I stepped aside, you’d be able to find something and someone better. Somebody that could give you the life you imagined.”
“Sami, you are the life I always imagined, but you have to want it, too,” Ben confided huskily as he stood rooted to his spot across the room. It was becoming obvious to her that as much as he wanted her, these last steps toward reconciliation would need to be taken by her.
Slowly coming back to her feet, Sami walked across the room to Ben on unsteady feet, the rubber soles of her galoshes sticking to the floor. Standing in front of him with ratty hair, swollen eyes, her body swimming in ‘borrowed’ clothes much too big for her thin frame, Sami held her breath as her pulse throbbed in her neck and her heartbeat thumped as quickly as the flap of a hummingbird’s wings. The moment of truth was upon her and she wasn’t sure if she had the courage to take that final leap.
Until she felt his fingers twine around hers, his grip solid and real, anchoring her to the here and the now.
“I want it, Ben,” she whispered shakily, stepping into the shelter of his body and moving to press her lips to his.
“Vixen, I love you more than anything in this world, but there are limits to my restraint. Don’t kiss me unless you’re sure about this… because I won’t go through this pain again. I can’t. So, know that If I put my mouth on yours now, I’m never going to let you go again,” he warned meaningfully, his blue-gray eyes filled with both yearning and desire. “The next time I make you mine again, its forever,” he warned softly.
Her body shivered at the dark promise in his words while memories of their lovemaking skittered through her mind. “Ben…”
Interrupting her by pressing his index finger against her parted lips, Ben grinned down at her. “Before you answer, come somewhere with me?” he requested, nodding toward the door.
Shifting against him, Sami made a small noise of dissent. “Uh, do you remember the great big mommy bear that wanted to eat us?”
Turning to crane his neck toward the grimy window over the table, Ben’s smile widened. “Coast is clear, vixen. The cub and his mom are long gone.”
“Yeah, but how do we know we won’t run into them again?” Sami questioned apprehensively as Ben let her go long enough to kneel next to their discarded bag.
“Well, we don’t,” Ben replied truthfully while she watched his hands quickly sort through the contents of his huge rucksack, finally pulling out a couple of thick terrycloth towels. His eyes twinkled as he held them up for her to see. “But I’d say the risk is worth the reward in this case, wouldn’t you?”
“That depends on if those towels mean what I hope they do” Sami returned, silently praying they did. Looking around again, she tried to figure out where Ben could possibly be hiding a shower. Unless it was underneath the cabin, she was officially out of guesses.
“Guess you’ll have to come with me to find out,” Ben said as he stood up and snagged her hand, pulling her toward the door. “I promise on my life, I’ll keep you safe. Our destination is just a short walk away,” his confident voice assured her as he opened the front door.
“How short is short?” Sami fretted nervously as she stepped out on the porch behind him and scanned for any sign of wild animals.
“Less than two minutes if we walk and under a minute if we jog,” Ben answered, squeezing her fingers to reassure her. Glancing down at her feet, he couldn’t help his low laugh. “In that footwear, I’d definitely suggest walking, babe.”
Sticking her tongue out at him, she arched one eyebrow. “Or, like a true gentleman, you could tell me to lose the shoes and offer to carry me,” she suggested just to hassle him. Of course, she’d forgotten how Ben never hesitated to pick up a gauntlet when someone threw one at him, and the next second she found her hands filled with their towels and her body swept up in his strong arms, bridal style.
“Your wish is my command, princess,” he announced, curling her body against his chest as he brushed his lips lightly to hers.
“Ben,” she breathed, resting her forehead against his as happiness suffused her and her eyes drifted closed.
“Sami,” he whispered back, his eyes remaining soft on her face, cradling her closer when her head fell into the curve of his neck, her nose rubbing against his collarbone as she inhaled deeply.
“You still smell so good,” she murmured. “For the last three years, every time I smelled pine needles or coffee, I thought of you.”
“Then I bet autumn mornings were a real bitch,” Ben joked gently, kissing her temple as he moved down the steps and headed east, the morning sunlight nearly blinding them both until they reached the entrance to a small trail that led into the forest.
Tightening her arms around Ben’s neck, Sami pursed her lips. “Are you sure it’s such a good idea to go walking through the woods out here?” she asked anxiously. “I mean, isn’t that sort of like heading into the belly of the beast?”
“If I was just wandering around, I’d say yes, but I know where I’m going. Give me thirty seconds,” Ben urged, easily carrying her down the shaded path as a light, but cold breeze blew over them, ruffling their hair.
Shuddering in his arms, Sami moaned as she shrank against Ben, supremely grateful that his huge body blocked most of the icy wind. “Just hang in there. I promise you’ll be warm soon,” he vowed as the trailed ended, opening up into a large clearing.
Looking around, Sami’s mouth fell open as her jaw went slack, her eyes zoning in on a deep looking blue pool of water in the center of the property, tendrils of steam clinging to the bubbling surface. To the left, an outcropping of smooth rocks jutted from the mountainside, creating a small, but breathtaking waterfall. “Oh, my God, Ben,” Sami gasped, lifting a hand to cover her mouth as a magical sense of wonder and awe filled her.
“I tried to tell you, Sami,” Ben said softly against her ear. “It’s God’s country up here. Raw, untouched beauty. This is just one of many spots I can’t wait to share with you. I discovered it about two months after moving to Paradise, and I couldn’t help wanting you to be the first person I shared it with.”
Sami had been around the world as a model and observed countless beautiful locales, but this… this was the most remarkable place she’d ever visited, and she couldn’t help feeling like it belonged to her and Ben. In her mind, it always would. “Any chance your friend would let us buy this place?” she asked wishfully.
“The cabin or the hot spring?” Ben asked with a low chuckle.
Leaning her head against his shoulder, Sami couldn’t tear her gaze from the clear, steaming water. “Both. Though I’m gonna wanna re-build that cabin before we spend a lot more time up here,” she warned.
Carefully setting her on her feet, Ben smiled at her. “Oh, c’mon. Don’t you think the dilapidated exterior adds to its charm?”
Rolling her eyes as she dropped their towels to the bank of the hot spring and bent over to pull off her yellow galoshes, Sami snorted. “Uh, no,” she responded as she freed one foot, then the other. Straightening, she looked over at where Ben stood watching her closely. “What?” she asked self-consciously, dipping one foot into the water and catching her breath as the almost-too-hot water splashed her toes.
“Just trying to memorize that look on your face,” he admitted truthfully. “It’s stunning. Like you’ve found the secret to happiness and ultimate peace,” he described poetically, reaching out to curl an arm around her waist and pull her into his side.
Feeling truly and completely content for the first time since they separated, Sami smiled tranquilly as she angled her head to see his face. “I think I have,” she confided, leaning against him as she rubbed her lips against his neck, her tongue lapping against his steady pulse. Moaning at his slightly salty taste, she shivered as one of his large hands slid down her body to palm her ass, squeezing the firm flesh playfully.
“How ‘bout you hurry up, get naked and slide that gorgeous ass into the water before I forget being a gentleman and nail you against the closest tree,” he threatened, nodding his dark head toward the tree line.
“Sounds like somebody’s feeling a little handsy,” Sami teased as she ran her hands up and down his muscular arms, enjoying the feel of his muscles contracting and releasing underneath her fingertips. It was clear she affected him, and by the intent look on his face, he was a breath away from losing control.
“Horny, vixen. The word you’re looking for is horny,” he corrected heatedly, bending his head to rub his soft beard up and down her neck.
“God, Ben,” she moaned, clutching his shoulders as his humid breath fell against her throat as the soft feel of his beard against her skin pebbled her nipples.
“Can’t wait to get my hands on those delicious curves again. Not to mention what I’d like to do to them with my mouth,” Ben insinuated huskily as his palm slid around the curve of her ass in slow circles and his cool, dry lips skated across her cheek, his teeth nipping her earlobe as his touch created a riot of chills and shivers up and down her flushed body.
“You just saw those curves last night,” she reminded him throatily, canting her head to give his lips better access to her flesh. Lucky for her, he didn’t disappoint, his mouth quickly taking advantage of her vulnerable neck.
“You’re pushing your luck here, Sami. I told you once I got my mouth back on you, you’d be mine. And guess what? My mouth is most definitely on you,” he pointed out, gently sinking his teeth into her shoulder as his hands went to the hem of the thermal shirt she’d stolen from him. Quickly lifting her arms as Ben slid the material up her body and over her head, she smirked at she heard his low groan when his eyes settled on the white lace bra that cupped her breasts.
“Christ, vixen,” he breathed, lifting his hands to lovingly caress her breasts through the thin material. “How is it that a couple itty bitty scraps of lace can make your tits look so edible?” he asked raggedly, licking his lips as he eyed her boobs.
Shrugging innocently, she bit her lip as she moved her hands to the waist of her too-large jogging pants. Pushing them down over her slim hips, she was left standing in only her brief thong and bra, and she couldn’t help her giggle as Ben’s eyes nearly crossed in delight.
“Good God, woman, you’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?” he accused huskily as he dropped a hand to adjust the bulge growing behind his jeans.
Lifting a hand, she tugged lightly at his beard as she offered him a naughty smile, enjoying the way he was barely holding himself in check.. “Maybe, but what a way to go,” she purred, slowly reaching behind her to unfasten the clasp on her bra and let the material fall down her body. Cupping her aching breasts in her hands, she presented them proudly, twisting her body from side to side as she sidled closer to him. “You still like them as much as you once did?” she questioned flirtatiously, thumbing her pink nipples as she blinked coyly up at him.
“I still love them as much as I ever did,” Ben clarified, forcing his gaze from her tits to her face. “Just like I love every single part of you, Samantha. Tits. Ass. Lips. Mouth. And that sweet, tight pussy. There’s not a part of your body that doesn’t make my dick hard and my heart sing. Now, c’mere,” he invited, curling one massive paw around the indentation at her waist and tugging her forward. “I need to touch you,” he muttered before covering her mouth with his, nipping her lower lip until she parted her lips and allowed him inside.
Her arms crept around his neck as his tongue made love to her mouth. Tasting. Savoring. Re-learning what made her breath quicken and her pulse race. Slowly, he explored the warm, wet recesses of her mouth, sliding his tongue sensuously around hers while his hands moved over her torso, cupping and squeezing her breasts as he branded her with his touch. “That feels so good,” she gasped against his mouth as he toyed with one of her nipples, pulling at the tender, swollen flesh before flicking it with his thumb.
Lifting his head, Ben’s eyes smiled as he drew back, quickly stripping off his own clothing and tossing them aside. Taking her hand, he guided her into the steamy water. “Holy God,” Sami breathed reverently as he slowly walked them deeper into the water, the high temperature quickly warming their chilled skin. “I can’t believe how good this feels,” she stated with an excited moan, dragging her arms back and forth over the water, creating ripples on the surface.
“Love your enthusiasm, vixen, but you make many more sounds like that, and I’m gonna have you pinned to the rock ledge with my cock buried between your thighs,” he warned tightly though he watched her with a happy gaze.
“Promise?” she goaded with a heavy lidded look of invitation, giggling when Ben abruptly surged forward in the water and wrapped an arm around her waist, bringing her body against his, her hardened nipples dragging against the light dusting of hair on his chest as their noses lightly bumped. “I take that as a yes,” she murmured as she tangled her hands in his hair and draped her legs around his lean hips, hooking them at the ankles.
Backing her body against the smooth stone ledge of the spring, Ben and Sami groaned in unison as his engorged cock brushed against the slick folds of her pussy, his length sliding easily along the seam of her legs. Rocking against him when the tip of Ben’s dick tapped the hood of her clit and sent a shower of pleasure down her spine, Sami moaned as she rode the ridge of his erection.
“That’s it, Sami,” Ben urged against her mouth as his hand lowered into the water, finding her center and rolling the pad of his finger against her aching bud. “Cum for me, baby.”
Rolling her hips faster as his fingers coaxed her body toward release, every muscle coiled tighter, her entire being body poised on the brink of a seismic orgasm. “Ben,” she panted as her field of vision narrowed to his fierce face, now etched in harsh lines of passion. He looked almost brutal, his mesmerizing eyes almost feral inside the passionate moment they were sharing. His hips jerked against her as his cock slid fluidly over her vulva, his tip grazing her entrance while his fingers circled her clit. All he’d have to do is thrust just a little harder and he’d sink inside, giving them both what they needed most. “Please, Ben,” Sami begged against his mouth, his hot breath cascading over her lips. “Fuck me,” she whimpered as her legs contacted around his hips, bringing him closer.
“You want my cock?” Ben asked urgently, sucking her lower lip between his lips as she nodded eagerly. “Then beg for it,” he demanded on a growl, moving his mouth to her neck to suck at the tender flesh. “Let me hear that sweet voice plead to be filled,” he husked as his mouth dragged along her carotid artery, tracing the throbbing vessel with the wet slide of his tongue.
Nearly insane with need, her body nearly vibrated with an acute kind of desire she’d never experienced. “Please,” she bit out plaintively. “Please, Ben! Give me your cock.”
Kissing the corner of her mouth, Ben shook his head. “You can do better than that, Samantha,” he taunted, sliding his hands underneath her ass to lift her out of the water until her breasts broke the surface. Licking the hard pebbles of her nipples, he glanced up into her tense face. “C’mon, babe. Tell me how badly you need to be fucked.”
“So bad,” she whimpered, arching her back against the stone ledge. “I’m so empty, Ben. I ache,” she whined as Ben’s strong white teeth bit into one plump nipple, making the flesh redden and pulse.
“Does it hurt, vixen?” he asked gently, dropping kisses against the swell of both breasts as his finger circled around the puckered rosebud at her ass. “Do you need something to fill the void?” he asked against her neck as his finger played at her forbidden entrance.
“Oh, fuck,” she whimpered as his fingers circled her once more before moving back to her needy pussy. “Yes!” she called out as he sank two fingers inside her, rubbing against her tight walls. “Don’t stop,” she complained with he withdrew his digits all too soon.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” Ben soothed her softly as he hooked his hands under her ass and began to carry her out of the water. “You’re gonna get what you need, baby, but I need some traction for the kind of fuck I need to give you.”
“Yes!” she agreed excitedly as she tightened her arms and legs around him while he carried her out of the hot springs. Moaning as his big body pressed hers back against the rough bark of a nearby tree, her lips parted as his mouth settled over hers again. Digging her nails into the back of his neck as the blunt knob of his cock breached her, she gasped as she felt the searing burn of his possession. “Ben,” her thin voice keened as he thrust deeply inside her, filling the emptiness within her.
“Fuck, so tight!” Ben groaned, burying his face against her neck as her body pulsed around his. “I forgot how fuckin’ tight you were. Like you were made for me,” he praised as his breath sawed in and out of his lungs.
She could see him fighting for control, battling the urge to rut into her like some kind of primal beast. Lifting a hand to smooth against his beard, she met his burning eyes with her own. “I love you,” she whispered, resting her forehead against his as her body adjusted to being dominated by his again. Already, the burn was ebbing and her core was slickening around him, her pussy gripping him in a velvet fist.
“Say that again,” Ben demanded huskily, his hips lifting and falling fluidly into the cradle of her legs as his cock sank deeper inside her with every lunge of his lean hips. “Please, baby. Say it,” he urged against her cheek.
“I love you,” Sami repeated, catching her breath as Ben’s cock passed over something magical inside her, making her see stars. Throwing back her head, she lifted her hips to his as he pumped inside her again. “Oh, God! Right there, Ben!” she begged, circling her hips as he plunged into her heat a third time, the pleasure nearly blinding her.
“So sweet,” he bit out, grinding his teeth together as the electric feeling of their bodies fusing zapped him, nearly bringing him to his knees. Planting his feet as his hands cradled her hips, Ben’s lips molded to hers as he fucked in and out of her tight heat. “Fuck, I love you,” he breathed between deep kisses. “Never stopped. Can’t stop,” he panted. “Won’t fuckin’ stop. Ever,” he vowed, his heavy thrusts becoming erratic.
Sami felt the pleasure between them cresting, her body growing damp with sweat as she ground her hips against his. “Please,” she pled against his lips. “Pleasepleaseplease,” she begged, unable to catch a coherent thought as her body became frenzied in the search for release. As if he instinctively knew just what she needed, Ben’s hand slid between them, his fingers sliding through the evidence of her desire to find her throbbing bud. Pinching it lightly, that small touch sent her into sensory overload. Screaming his name, her body convulsed around his as her vision blurred and sounds deafened around her.
A few frantic heartbeats later, she watched the same biting pleasure consume Ben, his face becoming an agonized mask of pleasure as his limbs shook with the force of his release. “Sami!” he bellowed against her neck while sweat dripped down his chest. His massive body heaved into hers one last time as his cock erupted deep inside her, a rich, primal groan falling from his lips.
Sami’s head lowered to Ben’s rapidly rising and falling chest as he fell to his haunches, his bigger body curling around hers protectively. “God, that was….”
“Like coming home,” she supplied against his chest, pressing her lips above his left pec.
“Just like coming home,” he agreed, burying his nose against her hair as leaves rustled above their head.
Lifting her head and leaning back to see what had made the sounds, Sami squawked as her gaze connected with a pair of faded blue eyes underneath a bright orange cap in the tree branches. “Ben!” she squealed, smacking his bare arm as she quickly realized that there wasn’t just one set of eyes watching them, but two. Scrambling off his lap and back toward the water, she screamed, “We’re not alone! There’s people in the tree!”