She laughed out loud this time, and the sound grounded him. Calmed and reassured him. Then she sat up and pushed him in the stomach, and when he stepped back, she stood. “You undressed me. Now I get to undress you.” Her knuckles brushed his abdomen when she grasped the bottom of his T-shirt. Jolts of need shot right to his groin. Humming, she slowly pushed the material up, her palms flat against his skin until she reached his neck. He ducked his head and let her continue until she stood up on her toes and pulled the material away. “Oh, Benjamin.” She flattened her hands over his chest.
Yep. She was going to kill him. He shoved the animal inside him way down and let her explore. She deserved to play and have fun, even if his head exploded off his body. She unsnapped his jeans, and he helped her shove them to the ground while kicking off his boots.
“You’re beautiful, Karma.” Sliding his hands through her silky hair, he twisted it at her nape and pulled her head back, taking her mouth. He couldn’t wait any longer. Never in his life had taking off his clothes been so erotic. Her lips were soft, and she tasted like chocolate-flavored coffee. She kissed him back, her nails digging into his chest, her open eagerness spurring him on still more.
He unclasped her bra in the back and slid it off her arms, keeping her mouth the entire time. Then he gently brushed his free hand across her nipples, enjoying the shudder that went through her body. He released her mouth to look his fill. She was small and firm, with light pink nipples that looked like candy. “You’re perfect,” he whispered.
She scraped her nails lightly down his flanks. “You’re perfect. Benjamin?”
“Yeah?” he asked, palming her and nearly dying as her hard nipples scraped his palms.
“I would like for you to take over now,” she whispered.
* * * *
She might as well be a virgin for all she knew about a male’s body. Especially this male. Benjamin was all solid muscle and firm skin. The bulge in his black boxers was both intriguing and intimidating—much like Benjamin himself. She could feel him holding back, and though she appreciated it, he was making her nervous.
He stiffened and looked down at her. “You want me to take over?”
She leaned in and kissed him on the solar plexus. “I really do.”
His hands went to her waist and lifted her, tossing her back on the bed. She landed on her butt and bounced, unable to stop the laugh that erupted. Who knew that intimacy with him would be fun? Then he pressed one knee on the bed and leaned down to kiss her navel.
She gasped, and liquid fire shot through her veins faster than a good port. Never in her life had she wanted anything as badly as she wanted his mouth on her skin. His hands on her body. All of Benjamin for her to enjoy. She dug her fingers into his thick hair, which was silkier than she expected. She tugged.
He looked up, crouched over her like a predator, and his eyes glittered. “I’m taking over.” His voice had gone demon-rough and hoarse.
The trembling that took her fire-bombed every nerve in her body. Her legs shook, and her abdomen rolled. “Yes.” Never in her long life had she felt so needy. So wanted.
His primitive smile should’ve given her pause, but the promise in his eyes only heated her more. He leaned down and nipped her hip bone before sinking his teeth into the material covering her private parts. He tugged her panties down her legs. With his teeth! Then she was fully nude before him.
“Beautiful,” he murmured, caressing his way up her legs and then placing the gentlest of kisses on her clitoris.
Electric zaps zinged through her from his mouth, and she gasped, shocked by the intensity of the pleasure. Then he kissed her again, settling in, his wide shoulders forcing her legs apart. She caught her breath, waiting. What was he going to— “Oh,” she breathed, the room wavering.
“Yeah. Oh,” he said against her sex, licking her again.
It was decadent and so good. She wasn’t sure what to do. “I’ve never done this before.”
His chuckle shot vibrations through her lower body. “You don’t have to do anything. Just relax and let me play.”
She could do that. When he slid one finger inside her, she wanted more. A lot more. He nipped her, and she spiraled out of control, an orgasm taking her with a suddenness that almost hurt. “Oh. I’m sorry,” she whispered.
He looked up. “Huh?”
“It was so fast. I mean, it has been forever. I’m so sorry it was fast.” She spoke in a rush, not sure what else to say.
He chuckled, his eyes an odd combination of black and green with no pattern. “Then let’s go slower this time.” Humming happily, he rubbed his tongue against her swollen clit.
“You don’t have to do this. I’m sorry about earlier.” She was having trouble thinking.
“Stop apologizing. Anything we do is good.” He turned his head and nipped her thigh before returning to her core, his mouth beyond talented. He was doing all the work.
If he didn’t stop soon, she wasn’t going to be able to think. “Benjamin. This can’t be all about me,” she moaned. “I am sorry.”
Faster than a popped champagne cork, he flipped her over, bit her butt, and flipped her back. His mouth found her again.
She yelped. “What was that for?”
He lifted his head, his gaze intense, his chin…right there. Slowly, he scraped his whiskers across her tender flesh.
Lava poured through her, lighting her on fire. Even so, she kept his gaze.
He grinned. “Lesson four. From now on, anytime you needlessly apologize, I’m going to bite your butt.”
She couldn’t quite grasp his meaning. “That’s crazy.” Yet everything inside her that wasn’t on fire for him wanted to laugh. To settle into all that was Benjamin Reese.
“Maybe, but I don’t like any other forms of discipline for you when you’re not being nice to yourself. So, a nip to the ass it is.” He licked her, swirling that dangerous tongue over her clit.
She chuckled, but the sound was pained. How in the world did he make her need and laugh at the same time? Maybe she was as crazy as he. He went to work again, using his mouth, teeth, and fingers until she was writhing on the bed, nearly sobbing with need.
Then he pushed her over. Live wires uncoiled inside her, and she detonated, crying out words that didn’t make any sense. She rode the climax, shutting her eyes, trusting that she’d survive. Finally, with a soft whimper, she relaxed onto the bed.
Only then did he stand and shove his boxers to the floor.
By all the gods on all the mountains. Benjamin Reese was well endowed. Very. She stared at him from beneath hooded eyelids. “I want to please you,” she whispered.