Page 97 of The Dating Prohibition
“Shut up,” he chuckled.
“I guess we don’t have to find mine for a while—maybe until next year,” she teased.
“We’ll see about that.” He pushed her onto her back, using his knees to spread her legs farther apart to make space for himbefore leaning down to kiss her. “Thank you.” He stopped to look at her, running his fingers over her hair.
“What for?”
“For giving us a chance.”
“This wasn’t a chance, love. This was a foregone conclusion.”
His lips curved in satisfaction. “Back to business.” His head lowered and he ran the palms of his hands over her breasts,her nipples puckering, tightening under his touch. He rolled them between his fingers, and she writhed under him as he loweredhimself, lifting her legs over his shoulders as his tongue parted her folds.
Kendra’s head fell back as she gasped, her hips involuntarilybucking against his face. She heaved a breath as she whispered his name.
Ben used his fingers to hold her apart as his tongue drew small circles around her clit before pressing flat against it, slowlydragging upward, making Kendra cuss and shout. The more he moved, the closer she got. The intensity built, heat pouring fromher, her inner thighs slick. As his tongue went lower and pushed inside her, his thumb pressed against her clit, continuingthe sensation. He built even more pressure within her.
Kendra’s back arched, her vision blurring as she squeezed her eyes shut. Her moans interrupted as her body convulsed. “Ohmy god,” she panted. “I don’t think that’s ever going to get old.”
“I sincerely hope not.” BJ rested his arms against her hips, watching her with hooded eyes, his beard glistening. Kendra ranher hand over his mouth, trying to wick some of the moisture away. “It doesn’t bother me,” he said. “I want you soaking. Aching.Ready for me.”
“Well,” Kendra laughed, still trying to catch her breath, “mission accomplished.”
“Not quite—it’s not yet complete.”
Kendra beckoned him forward with her index finger.
Ben snatched a condom from the economy-sized box and slid it on. He crawled up her body, holding himself up on his elbowsas he hovered over her. She tugged him close, running her tongue over his top lip before opening her mouth to kiss him. Ashis hips lowered to hers, she wrapped a leg around his waist and sucked in a breath as he rubbed the tip of his erection againsther.
“Gimme,” she whispered.
He laughed. “I immediately picture that grabby hands GIF you’re always sending me.”
“I’ll grabsomething...”
“Yeah, okay.” Slowly, he pushed his way in, her walls gripping around him. “Damn, girl.”
Kendra moaned as he filled the space within her. She clenched her core. “Kegels work wonders.” She grinned.
His breath hitched. “Don’t do that again too fast, I might disappoint you.”
She laughed, gripping his ass to drive him deeper, all the way to the hilt. Their rhythm built slowly at first, until bothof them were filled with an urgency. Skin clapped against skin and Kendra tilted her hips so that his dick grazed her spot.
Her back began to arch as he continued to drive inside of her. “Fuck, I’m close,” she whimpered.
He licked his thumb and pressed it against her clit as he continued to shove his way inside, stretching her from within. “Sofucking wet,” he whispered. His thumb wound circles around her most sensitive spot until she screamed.
Her eyes squeezed shut. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” she panted until she broke, stars shooting against her closed eyelids.
BJ slowed slightly before speeding up again, Kendra’s nails raking against his back. “Damn, Kenny,” he groaned and buriedhis face in her neck, kissing the sensitive flesh just above her collarbone as he pummeled into her. “Fuck!” he yelled, hisvoice a growl as he came. He rocked inside of her slowly as he took a deep breath, lifting himself to his forearms, pushingher hair out of her face as he cupped her cheeks. He kissed her again. “I love you, Kendra Porter. And I’m not just sayingthat because we... you know.”
Her eyes sparkled as her heart pounded. “I love you, Ben.”
He lowered himself to kiss her, wrapping her in an embrace, his forehead resting against hers. “I’m never letting you go,”he whispered.
Kendra squeezed her eyes shut, thinking of her speech—about dreams coming true.
About a man who loved her, who she’d known the better part of her life. She sighed happily. “Come on.” She pushed him up andoff of her as she swung her legs over the side of the bed.
