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I craved him like a parched individual who desperately needed water.

I’d never bestuckwith Ben Blackwood.

I’d be the happiest woman on the planet.

“You just sealed your own fate, babe,” he said harshly as his hands moved down to the hem of my tank and tugged it up and over my head. “I’m about done talking.”

I lifted my arms so he could pull my shirt off as I shivered with anticipation.

Because my need for him was so raw, and because I’d waited for so damn long, I couldn’t get the two of us naked fast enough.

Chapter 18

Ariel

There was no virginal shyness for me as Ben tossed my shirt to the floor and his eyes raked over my small breasts.

Maybe my lack of hesitation was because I saw nothing but fire in his molten gaze, and that hungry look was infectious.

Or maybe…it was just because this wasBen, the man I’d come to know so well. He seemed to like everything about me, even if I wasn’t perfect.

“Beautiful,” he said in a fuck-me baritone as he put a finger at the base of my neck and lowered it slowly to my breasts. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Ariel.”

At that moment, Ifeltbeautiful, because Ben made me feel like a damn goddess.

How lucky was I to have a guy like this one for my first time?

I wasn’t afraid.

I wasn’t apprehensive.

I was much too hungry for this man to give a shit about anything else but…him.

I wanted him right now with a need that crossed the line into obsession.

All I could think about was how desperately I needed to be as close to Ben as I could possibly get.

He lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth and strummed the other with his fingers.

My eyes closed with a tortured moan. “Ben,” I crooned as I threaded my fingers into his coarse hair, relishing his touch.

My back arched as he bit down erotically on my sensitive nipple, and then soothed it with his tongue.

He teased and stroked until I was half out of my mind.

“Ben,” I said sharply, my body burning. “Please. Fuck me. Don’t make me wait any longer.”

I was squirming, aching to have him inside me.

But apparently, he wasn’t done tormenting yet.

He took my mouth without stopping that sensual touch on my breast.

After kissing me until my head was spinning, those talented fingers moved slowly down my abdomen.

My belly tightened in anticipation as Ben nipped at my earlobe and rumbled right next to my ear, “Don’t rush me, beautiful. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to touch you like this.”

I wanted to touch him, too, but he was making it very clear that he was completely in control.

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