“Quite a few things. Are you planning to torture me, Liv?”

  I smiled against his pecs. “Oh, maybe a little.”

  “You know, it's not nice to tease a starving man."

  “You like to be teased.”

  He pulled me close and swatted my bottom. “Are you sure I can’t help you with what you need?” He kissed my shoulder.

  I relished the feel of the hard planes of his chest against my breasts. “I have a few ideas on how you can help me feel better.”

  “I’ve been missing your taste. I could start right now." He nuzzled my throat, placing a damp kiss to my neck, right over my pulse.

  My knees wobbled a little. I knew full well if he laid me out in here, we wouldn’t be coming up for air for a while.

  "Well, Mr. Covington, I had a little something different in mind." As I sank to my knees, I trailed my hands down his muscled chest and over the ripples of his abdomen. His big body blocked the shower spray from hitting me directly as I knelt before his thick cock. He was hard for me, ready.

  Ben braced an arm against the shower door. “Liv.”

  I wrapped one hand around the length of him, and he groaned, tossing his head back. This was more than familiar territory. Applying the right amount of pressure, I stroked down. On the upstroke, I smoothed my hands over the crown of his erection. With my other hand I cupped his balls and gave them a gentle squeeze.

  "Jesus," he muttered.

  As I stroked, careful of my lip, I licked around his thickness, and Ben dug his hands into my hair. With every lick, he tightened his grasp or loosened it, depending on how he wanted me. Using my free hand, I cupped his balls as I worked him. Gently closing my mouth, I applied the right amount of suction.

  With each downstroke, Ben pushed his hips forward, sliding deeper inside my mouth, and on the upstroke, I teased his balls and slowly released him until he was almost out of my mouth. Only to continue with another downstroke.

  His legs shook, and I recognized how close he was.

  "Kitten, God—I need—"

  I knew what he needed. With a hint of teeth, I grazed over him, and his body tightened, all of him going rigid. I stroked over the crown of his cock again, and he braced an arm on the wall. With each stroke, I loved him, pouring all my energy into it. Nothing else filtered into my consciousness but the sounds he made as I palmed and licked him. Only the faint ta-ta-ta-ta sound of the water as it hit the tile and the glass around me. All the while, Ben dug his hands into my curls.

  "Liv, baby, I can’t hold on if you keep doing that. I want to feel you come—ah, fuuuuuck." His body shook as I grazed his thick length with my teeth again.

  I drew back but didn't release him with my hands. Instead, I pumped him steadily as I watched his face.

  His laugh was pained. "Stop teasing. That will get you a spanking."

  I smirked. "Is that a promise?"

  He let his head fall back against the glass tile. "You're going to kill me."

  I laughed before licking him from root to tip again. "No. Not today. Today, I want to enjoy you. I'm sort of addicted, so I'm going to keep you around for a little while."

  I sucked him into my mouth again. Slowly, hollowing out my cheeks as I did so. I palmed his balls with my right hand and worked him up and down with my left. With my hand and mouth in tandem, I sucked and stroked him slow and deliberately, drawing out the torture as much as I could.

  With the shower drowning out some of the sound, I could still hear him cursing and worshiping me with his words even as he shook. His cock expanded in my mouth.

  With my tongue, I slowly traced a circular path over his head. And he shuddered.

  "Kitten, oh shit. I—"

  He cursed as his release shot through him. His body convulsed, and his fist tightened in my hair, not enough to hurt me, but enough to let me know how desperate he'd been. The thought that I could drive him mad made me hot. Releasing his balls, I reached a hand between my legs, seeking the slick warmth. Gently licking Ben clean, I slid a finger between my slick folds, finding my clit and circling slowly with my finger.

  His cock jerked in my mouth. "Fuck, it drives me crazy when you touch yourself."

  I released him and smiled. "You’d rather be doing it yourself?"

  "Yes." He pulled me to my feet. "I've missed you." Even as he gently backed me up to the wall in the expansive shower, he dipped his head to mine, kissing me oh so gently, driving me crazy.

  His cock nudged my thigh, and I smiled to myself. The man was still hard. He cupped my breasts, teasing the nipples gently with his thumbs. A sharp spike of need pierced me, making me shiver.

  "That’s my love. So fucking responsive." His lips curved into a slow, sexy smile, and he looked like the devil himself, tempting me away from my plan.

  "Turn around," he whispered.

  "I thought this was my time to play?" I stuck out my bottom lip.

  His chuckle was soft as he ran a hand over my back and down to the curve of my ass. "You should have thought about that before you decided to shower with me." He nipped my shoulder, sending a shiver through my body.

  "Ben..."

  "C'mon, Liv, turn around and place your hands on the wall."

  Even as my body complied, I shook in anticipation, then moaned.

  His voice was low and thick when he responded. "Did you say something, love?"

  "You're evil."

  His chuckle was low and throaty with a hint of whiskey smoke. "That I am."

  He lined his cock up to my slick cleft, rubbing himself against my opening, and I bucked. A low chuckle, accompanied by the rasp in his voice, was enough to bring me to the edge of orgasm. And then he slid into me to the hilt.

  Both of us froze. I breathed deep, my body adjusting to his size.

  He hissed in a breath. "God, every time. Like you were made for me." With a slow, measured retreat, he made my body beg, then he drove back in, and my breath caught.

  "For me." He continued to tease, taunt, and drive me to the brink of crazy with his powerful thrusts. "Always for me."

  "Ben, please, I need to come."

  He continued his slow and steady deep strokes. As if neither of us had anywhere to be in that moment. "Do you now? And what if I don’t let you?"

  I used my inner walls to squeeze around him, and he cursed.

  "What was that you were saying about letting me?"

  His chest vibrated as he laughed. "You drive a hard bargain, baby. I must remember never to walk into negotiations against you."

  But instead of giving me what I wanted, he slid all the way out. “Ben,” I whimpered.

  “Easy now, I’m coming right back.”

  When he touched a soapy thumb to my ass, I hissed. Oh, fuck. This was no quickie. He had every intention of being thorough. “Ben… oh, God.”

  He nipped my shoulder. “Do you want me to stop?”

  “N-no. Please don’t stop.” My blood ran thick with lust. He knew what I wanted. And he was always willing to let me explore my boundaries.

  He slid back into my slick channel, but all the while, he continued to explore my ass. While he timed each thrust with his thumb, I pushed back against him, seeking more of both. Ben eventually replaced his thumb with a finger. Gently penetrating me. Fucking me with the same slow, easy glide as his cock. Then he added two.

  We’d made love like this before, but it required the kind of time that we hadn’t had lately. It struck me that I’d missed it.

  When Ben removed his fingers and his cock, I moaned, automatically bringing my ass back, seeking more contact. When I felt the head of his cock against my ass, I held my breath.

  Ben’s voice was harsh in my ear. “Relax, baby, I don’t want to hurt you.”

  Immediately, I released the breath I’d been holding. As he slid in past any resistance, I moaned at the familiar contact. As he seated himself inside my ass, he took the time to run soapy hands all over my body, whispering words of love and adoration. “God, I love you.”

  I could tell from his shaking hands how little control he had. Slowly, he made love to me. Pulling himself all the way out, then sliding back again, making me wild. My whole body shook, and all I wanted was for him to move faster. For him to feel as wild as I did.

  Finally, Ben increased his pace, even as his big powerful body cocooned me. Cupping my breast, he rolled the tight nipple with his fingers, making me drop my head back against his shoulder. He took my hand, and together, he led my fingers to the slick folds between my thighs. Together, we stroked over my clit, teasing that sensitive bundle of nerves, bringing me closer and closer to the brink of madness.

  "Come for me, baby."

  I turned my head to meet his lips for a long, wet kiss. His cock stroked me deep, and the penetration was enough to make me feel weak and needy and desperate. When I broke, the orgasm slammed through my body with a vengeance, so strong I needed to lean into him for support.

  "Oh, fuck, Liv."

  He came hard, and I could feel every jerk of his cock inside me.

  For several long moments, we stood, still joined, panting. Slowly, awareness seeped back in. I registered the water hitting the tiles, his hot, soap-slicked skin against my back, and his still hard dick inside my ass. "I love you." I whispered.

  5

  Livy

  "Rise and shine, princess."

  I groaned as I rolled over. "I can't rise and shine. My boyfriend tortured me last night. He used my muscles in ways muscles should not be used. I'm too tired to wake up. Too tired to rise."

  "No you're not." He nuzzled my neck. Warm tingles worked their way through my body, making me giggle, and squirm, and stretch, baring half of my nakedness. Unable to resist, Ben leaned over to gently suck at my nipple, all the while murmuring, "Oh no, you're not tempting me again. I have something planned for you. Get up."

  I moaned. "Why are you doing this to me? I just want to sleep. Don’t you love me? Why is my boyfriend so mean?"

  He licked my other nipple. " Mind telling me how mean he is?"

  I giggled. "Very mean."

  "Well, I can be very nice. Will you dump your boyfriend for me?"

  I peeked an eyelid open. "I mean, you are very handsome. Are you also bossy?"

  He flashed a grin. "I knew you loved me being bossy."

  I giggled and tried to avoid another kiss, but he found me anyway, and then I moaned beneath him, lifting my hips to meet the hard length of him pressing against my cleft.

  "No woman, we are not doing this. We will do this later. You have to get up now."

  "But what if I tempt you with sex? Does that mean I get to lie in bed a little bit longer?"

  He laughed. "No temptress, up you get." He rolled me over and then tapped me on the ass.

  "Ugh, I will get you for that."

  "To get me, you have to get up."

  I groaned. "Okay fine. Find me something to wear."

  "Oh, um, about that. I had sort of, you know, planned on you sitting around naked all day."

  I laughed. "You and I both know full well nothing happens with me naked all day."

  "Look, I just haven't gotten to spend much relaxing time with you. So far, it's been heists and danger and all the crazy stuff, so I want to do something nice for you."

  "Okay, when you put it like that." God, the man was just trying to be sweet. With a yawn, I peeled back the covers all the way, exposing my nudity, and his gaze lingered on my sex. "You know what, on second thought, let me get you a t-shirt... and shorts... No, sweats. Sweats are better. They're thicker. I could see less of”—he waved his hand in front of my body, and it hovered slightly, like he wanted to reach out and touch something—"this."

  I laughed, then stood and stretched.

  With a groan, he leaned in and kissed me again. Softly. His fingers dipping between my legs. "Uh, on second thought, maybe we should go back to bed, and then—"

  I shook my head. "No. I'm out of bed now. I want my surprise."

  He groaned. "Well, you didn't tell me you were completely naked under there."

  "Sweetheart, when you peeled off my knickers last night, what made you think I’d magically grow another pair? Or this morning, when you woke me up with your mouth on me, did you think I’d pop out of bed and pull on a pair of knickers after that?"

  "Think of me like a fish. I have short term memory issues. Now that I see you naked again, I'm forgetting that we're supposed to do something sweet outside of bed."

  I laughed and headed for the shower. "I'm going to grab a shower, and then you're going to show me the surprise."

  "Are you sure you need a shower? Oh, maybe I can help you wash your back."

  I laughed. "No, you demanded I wake up. These are the consequences of your actions."

  "That’s harsh," he groused.

  Nevertheless, he let me have my shower, and I took the fastest one on record. I didn't allow myself to turn the water on too hot because I knew I would stand there in the stream half asleep. Once showered, I grabbed some fresh clothes and tossed on some sweats like he’d said. Somehow, I preferred the sweats anyway. When I found him, he was in the dining room standing in front of a large spread. "Oh my God, what have you done?"

  "Just so you know, I have been cooking since 6:30."

  I blinked. Of course there was fresh fruits and eggs, and all the usual stuff. But he also had fried plantain and what looked to be gari and sugar, which was one of my favorite breakfast snacks when I was a child. "Oh my God, what did you do?"

  "I made you some of your favorite foods. And then we're going to hang out together for the day."

  I smiled up at him. "What is this?"

  "This is me, showing the woman who changed my life that I love her. We've spent a lot of time running away from each other, running toward each other, basically just running in general. So, I wanted us to just take a breather. Today we are going to pretend that I don't need to steal a priceless diamond, and that you haven't been kidnapped or attacked in my flat. We are going to pretend that everything is great, and we could take a leisurely stroll if we want to, or go to the market. Today, we are just us. Ben and Livy."

  I smiled at that. "I love you."

  "And I love you.”

  “Okay, now let me show you how to eat this."

  "What exactly is this again?” he asked about the gari. “I knew to ask for it at the store because I remembered what you said, but what is it actually?”

  I laughed picturing him shopping. "Well, it's cassava. It's a root vegetable that’s been dried and ground. And then you add water and a little bit of evaporated milk and sugar. I like it with peanuts inside. It's like a morning porridge you can make. Then the best thing about gari is that it can be eaten a number of ways. You can also soak the gari and pour off the excess water, give it time to dry, and it becomes something to eat with stew in the afternoon or the evening."

  He tried some of it dry. "Well, this really doesn't taste like anything. It's a little sour, I guess."

  I nodded and then gave him a spoonful of what I was eating.

  His brow furrowed as he tried it and chewed thoughtfully. "Oh, it's like cereal."

  "Yeah. And obviously, you can adjust the sweetness and texture."

  He reached for my mug and took another bite. "Yeah, actually, I don't mind the texture at all."

  I laughed. "Did you make this for me or you?"

  "Well, it's your fault for introducing me to new things."

  We sat in companionable silence for a while, eating our breakfast. Then we talked about all the inane things that we hadn’t really had the chance to discuss before. Things like a piece of art for the living room. Mundane, everyday couple things. I still couldn't believe that he loved me and I was his.

  After we spent the rest of the morning traipsing around Belgravia, we headed over to Notting Hill and walked around until we lost track of time. By the time we returned to the house, my feet were aching, and I was feeling the exhaustion of just being out and about.

  "Are you okay?"

  "Yeah. I'm just beat." I frowned at him after I realized something. "I haven't seen any security all day while we’ve been out."

  "That's because I'm paying them to be very, very discreet. And I put tracking devices on our phones. Obviously, if you don't want one, I’ll remove it. But right now, anything to keep you safe."

  I looped my arms around his neck. "I love you. But you don't have to do all this."

  "Well, I beg to differ. The woman I love has been attacked twice. Not just once, but twice. Once in our own flat. Another time at an event. She's been kidnapped and tortured. So, if you don't mind, I'm going to keep assuming responsibilities for her safety."

  "Fair enough."

  "Come on, let's get you a massage for your sore feet."

  With a moan, I gave in. "Thank you for today."

  "You're welcome. I like spoiling you."

  "It wasn't even so much the spoiling. Just spending time with you means more to me than anything. It makes me feel like when all of this is over, we stand a chance."

  He pulled me over to the couch, picked up one of my feet, and propped it in his lap. He then eased my sandal off and then started to rub his thumb over my heel, and I groaned low. I sounded like some kind of dying animal, and he smiled. "Let me be clear. No matter what. We have more than a chance. No one else has made me feel like you do. For me, this is it. You and me."

  I couldn't help the grin that spread over my face. "You're it for me too."

  "Good. Because you're stuck with me."

  I frowned as a thought entered my head. One I couldn't shake off. "Can I ask you a question? I don't want to ruin our day, but I need to know."

  "Ask anything."

  "Why did you hate living in this house?"

  His gaze snapped to mine. And for the first time all day, tight lines formed around his mouth.

  Now you've gone and done it. You’ve asked for the one thing he can't give you.

  Ben

  I knew we were getting to that point. We'd never really talked about my father or Lila, at least nothing more than a surface conversation. The surprising thing was that, not so long ago, just hearing her name would have set my teeth on edge. But now, it barely stung. And that was all thanks to Livy for teaching me what actual love felt like. "Lila was everything I thought I wanted at the time. She was educated, beautiful. She moved in the right social circles. And I thought I was in love."

 

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