Page 43 of Lacey's Fight

Who knew she liked being called a good girl?

“Bend over,” he ordered, lowering her hands so she could bend at the waist. “These have to go.”

With one smooth move, he ripped the already torn panties from her body. “That was ridiculously hot,” she murmured.

“Oh, sunflower, you haven’t seen anything yet.”

She felt him move behind her, then the tip of his length nudged her entrance. When she rolled her hips back, trying to take him inside her, the palm of his hand came down against her bare backside. Not hard enough to hurt, just to sting.

“I’m in charge here, sunflower,” Ben said, tone gently reprimanding. His hand smoothed over the spot he’d just spanked, soothing away the sting.

One thrust was all it took, and he was inside her, filling her in a way she hadn’t felt before.

His pace was brisk, and she felt him swelling inside her, she would have sworn he was growing harder. She was close to coming but not quite there, and for a moment she was sure he wouldn’t let her come at all. After all, she had told him that this was about helping with his problem.

But then his hand found her bud, this time working it was a fervor that matched the rapidly building pressure inside her. His other hand maintained its grip on her wrists, holding her in place as he thrust in and out of her.

“Come, sunflower. Now.”

The simple command was enough to have that pressure bursting free and she came so hard she thought she might actually explode.

“Good girl.”

His words uttered as he found his own release seemed to prolong her pleasure. Or maybe it was him coming inside her.

By the time they both floated down from their highs, they were breathing hard and completely spent.

Releasing his hold on her wrists, Ben stroked her hair and then her back as he pulled out of her. She could have sworn he whispered the words thank you, but maybe that was just her imagination.

“I’ll go dispose of this and get you something to clean up with,” Ben said, pulling off the condom she hadn’t even realized he’d put on as he headed for the bathroom.

“Mmm, then I can’t wait to get into bed, I’m wiped out.”

“I’m going to go take a walk. I’ll try to be quiet when I come back in.”

Her heart dropped. “You’re going for a walk?”

“Have some energy I need to work out. Thought I might go hit the gym.”

Lacey could suggest another way to work out his energy, but she already knew this was supposed to be a one-and-done. When she reached out to take the wet towel Ben handed her, she had to firm her muscles so he didn’t see her trembling.

“I’m sure I won’t wake,” she said softly, attempting a smile.

“I’ll be on the couch anyway, so you’re probably right.”

So he wasn’t even going to sleep in the bed with her. That shouldn’t hurt, and it certainly shouldn’t make her feel sad and even … used.

This was all her stupid idea to begin with.

It was supposed to be one time, a way to help Ben overcome his issues. Too bad she’d gone and done the stupidest thing she could do.

Catch feelings.

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August 7th

1:16 A.M.

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