Page 73 of Dearest Protector

And this time, as my body shook with desire, I was completely okay with that.

I wanted, but I wasn’t entirely sure how to get exactly what I needed.

ButBenknew.

Oh God,he knew, and I had no doubt he was going to eventually satisfy the desperate longing that was eating me alive.

I tensed a little as Ben’s hand breached the elastic of my sleep shorts and then edged beneath my saturated panties.

He briefly explored the small landing strip of blonde hair before he finally ran a finger over my slick clit.

“Yes,” I whimpered. “Touch me.”

“You’re so fucking wet,” Ben said hoarsely against my ear before he slid down my body and deftly removed my panties and sleep shorts.

He spread my legs apart and inserted his shoulders between them.

My hips nearly lifted off the bed as he got the access he wanted, and his fingers delved deeper into my pussy.

I’d already known that he was probably going to put his mouth on me, but I wasn’t prepared for exactly how good that would feel until his tongue boldly licked and stroked over my clit.

It was hotter and more pleasurable than anything I could have conjured up in my sexual fantasies.

My back arched at the mind-blowing sensation. “Oh, God, yes,” I moaned.

That was all the encouragement Ben needed to start devouring my pussy like a man who needed what he found between my thighs for his basic survival.

I’d heard women talk about oral sex.

Hell, I’d even fantasized about Ben doing it.

But nothing could have prepared me for this kind of sensual devastation.

Because I listened when women talked about sex, I’d always gotten the sense that men didn’t like to go down on women all that much.

Apparently, Benwasn’tone of those men who didn’t enjoy it.

He ate me like he thoroughly relished the task and savored the taste.

He groaned deeply against my slick flesh, and the vibration rocked my entire body.

My legs started to shake as his tongue lashed mercilessly over my clit.

Over and over.

Until I wanted to climax so badly that I could barely think.

“Please,” I begged, my hands moving to fist in Ben’s hair.

I wasn’t sure whether I wanted to push him away because this was all too much or pull him closer, harder against me, which was probably exactly what I needed.

I couldn’t take it, yet I still needed…more.

I gasped out loud when he slid a finger inside me without missing a beat on my clit.

I let out a needy moan as he added another finger, filling me, and then fucking me.

“I-don’t-think-I-can-take-anymore,” I babbled mindlessly as I started to feel the force of my orgasm begin to build.

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