Page 16 of Into the Dawn

Wrapped up in Ben’s arms, I’m safe and protected, the way it should be. The very opposite of how I’ve made him feel. The realisation of how different we are, how good he is compared to me, rocks me. Even now, when he’s willing to risk it all to rescue the man who stepped in as a father figure when he had none, he’s giving to me rather than taking.

And I’m letting him.

His lips brush my hair as he whispers words of praise and encouragement, but I can’t hear past my own self-loathing. Iturn my head to look up at him, and he smiles down at me, all of his earlier anger and confusion gone.

It’s just Ben and me, like we used to be.

With a sudden rush of clarity, of knowing that I’m going to do anything to keep this man alive, I stretch up and kiss him before he has the chance to pull back. The taste of my juices on his lips pushes me on.

He’s mine. Nobody is going to fuck with him. Not my dad, not Jed, not even me. When this is all over, I’m going to make sure Ben gets whatever he wants. John, freedom, me or a life where none of us bother him again. Because he deserves it.

“Nessie…”

Ben’s hesitant as I shift positions, swinging around so I’m facing him now, straddling his thick thighs. I pull back for a second, not because I’m listening to his mature, selfless bullshit about why this is a bad idea, but to rip off my top and hopefully end this argument before it even begins.

Ben groans, his eyes dropping to my heavy breasts. His hands come up to cup them, feeling their weight, brushing his thumbs over my nipples with a possessive growl.

Digging my hands into his dark curls, I press his head forward and bring one to his lips. He can’t resist.

With a pained groan, his mouth wraps around it, and his teeth graze my stiff peak, making me gasp at the jolt of pleasure it sends straight to my still sensitive core.

He stares at me, hard, his eyes blazing golden brown, and my beast reaches out to him, pleading for him to show he hasn’t moved on completely, to give us some hope. His length thickens and hardens beneath me, and I squirm, whimpering with need.

Something about the noise I make breaks Ben’s resistance. One arm slides under my ass to gather me harder to him, while the other slides into my hair, burying into the strands at the nape of my neck and holding me firmly in place.

With a surprised yelp, I let him lift me up, and in one swift movement, his cock is released from his boxers and pressing against my drenched core.

“This is going to make things complicated,” he mumbles, his mouth pressed to my breast once more as he greedily licks and sucks while keeping me suspended above him, taunting me with his broad head pressed right at my entrance. Yet he doesn’t move.

“It’s already complicated.” I pant, rolling my hips, trying to get his cock inside me.

I need it, crave it. This is torture.

For a brief second, when his fingers dig in painfully to my flesh, I think he’s going to turn me away, but then his body goes loose, and his hold turns possessive.

“Fuck it.”

With one brutal thrust of his hips, he impales me on his cock, and for a second, all's right with the world. This is how it should have been between us. Every night. Forever.

I cling to him, trying to think, trying to adjust to the stretch, but all I can feel is him, everywhere. His scent is in my lungs and his arms are around me. I pant as I breathe in his sweat mingling with mine and feel his breath on my skin. Hearing his words in my ear, and tasting him on my tongue, has my body purring. And now, his erection, buried to the hilt inside me, has me teetering on the brink.

Humming in pleasure, I rock my hips, and we both groan.

I knew it would be good, but I never… this is… wow. Just wow.

“Nessie, stay with me.”

Feeling drunk, I lock eyes with Ben, who’s staring up at me with unbridled lust, and despite feeling completely off-balance, I feel strong and confident. As he holds my gaze, he lifts his hips, thrusting up into me slowly, gently, then faster and harder.

I match his movements, gaining confidence in what I’m doing as something explosive builds between us.

“I’m not going to last, Nessie. It’s too good.” Shaking his head, Ben focuses on the spot between us where our bodies join, mesmerized. “You’re incredible. This is incredible.”

This. This is what I missed out on all those years ago.

Feeling bold, and for once in my life, strong, I take what I need, arching my back as Ben’s thumb finds my clit, and he strums it in a slow, steady rhythm, pushing us higher and higher.

His teeth nip at my nipple as he sucks my breast and licks a path around my areola, turning my brain to mush.

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