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to her
face.
    “Ben,” she pleaded quietly.
    “I’ve been waiting a long time to finish things with you.”
The raw honesty in his statement made the temperature in her body burn
brighter. “The least you can to is answer a simple question,” he added. “On a
scale from one to ten.”
    She turned away, unable to look directly at him.
    “I can find out for myself,” he warned, his hand sliding
down her belly and into the waist of her panties.
    Her breath hitched but she didn’t try to stop him. She
wanted—no, desperately needed—him to touch her. She swallowed the next moan
that threatened to come up out of her but could to nothing about the shiver
that rippled through her when his fingers curled over her sex. Her whole body
jerked as the tip of his middle finger stroked her clit before slipping into
her.
    “Fuck, Rachel.” He leaned in until just the fine black hair
of his chest brushed her aching nipples. “You’re so wet,” he murmured against
her neck.
    Her mouth fell open when he started to stroke her with his
slick finger. Her whole body bowed out, reaching for him, her hips rocking. She
needed to touch him, but there was no way she was getting out of the grip he
had on her wrists.
    “Tell me how bad you want it.” There was the slightest bit
of desperation in the strained sound of his voice. He changed the pressure and
direction of his fingers, grazed her jaw with his teeth and added, “Tell me and
I’ll give it to you.”
    She turned her face toward his for a kiss. “Please.”
    He evaded and stopped moving his fingers.
    “I want you more than anyone I’ve wanted before,” she
whispered, voice shaky.
    “One to ten.”
    “A hundred and ninety-nine, goddamn it.” She jerked her arms
free.
    He dipped his knees and lifted her off her feet.
    “That wasn’t so bad, now was it?” he asked, navigating
toward the bed with her wrapped around him.
    He stood her next to the bed. “Lie on your stomach.”
    She blinked, startled by the command and aroused by his
authoritative tone.
    “You heard me.” He turned her around by her shoulders and
moved behind her, his hands sliding around her waist, over her belly and up to
cradle her breasts.
    He brushed his fingers over her nipples and let her press
her ass against his cock for just a moment.
    She started to step out of her shoes, but he stopped her.
    “Leave them on.” He pinched her nipples, making her gasp
before he released her and gave her a gentle nudge forward.
    She went up on the bed on her knees and stretched out the
way he asked. There was a crinkle of plastic and three condoms landed on the
bed near her. She tried to look over her shoulder at him when she heard his
zipper and the soft swish of fabric as he took his pants off, but her hair had
fallen into her eyes.
    A moment later she felt his fingertips on her ankles. He
trailed them lightly up the back of her calves, making them flex under the
tickle of his touch. They both laughed softly when he brushed them over the
backs of her knees and she squeaked and had to bury her face in the mattress.
    She spread her legs when he coaxed them open and reached
behind herself to touch him when the bed dipped as he knelt between her knees.
Ben grabbed her wrist, stopping her. She could feel the hard, hot tip of his
cock touch her ass cheek as he leaned over her.
    “I didn’t say you could touch me yet, did I?” he asked,
moving her arm over her head. “Hold the edge of the bed with both hands until I
tell you to move them.”
    A wild thrill poured through her, stealing her breath and
making her pussy throb.
    His hand skimmed down the line of her arm while his lips
moved over the back of her neck, the tip of his tongue leaving warm wet spots
on her skin. He took his time, caressing her back with his mouth and hands, his
long fingers spread over her skin, drawing sensations out of her she wasn’t
aware she could feel until just then.
    She was practically purring with ecstasy by the time he
worked