Love Is Overdue (33 page)

“
Hmmm…” I moaned softly as
I felt his hands reach around and cup my breasts, my nipples
tingling under his wet palms. This soaking wet skin-on-skin contact
was mesmerizing. “That feels good,” I admitted softly.

“
You surprised?” he
wondered, laughing at me softly. “I can’t believe you never did
this before, baby…” He was teasing me now.

I sucked my breath in as Ben’s hands
ran down and squeezed my ass, his fingers digging in and kneading
both cheeks. “Never had an offer before,” I admitted
simply.

Ben’s arms ran back around my middle
then, pulling me even closer, squeezing so gently as the warm spray
of water kept assaulting my front. He kissed the back of my neck,
teasing me with his tongue. “Can I make you an offer?” His voice
was low. Soft. Seductive.

“
Yes…” I whispered back,
eagerly.

“
Mmmm…” I could tell he was
enjoying this. “Okay…I’ll do you and you do me. Does that work for
you?” he wanted to know.

“
Umm…” I turned around in
his arms to face him and sucked my breath in slightly as my nipples
grazed his ribcage. I found my voice. “Haven’t we already done
that?” I decided to tease him back.

Ben just sucked his teeth at me in
that sexy way of his, scolding me with his eyes. “You and your
dirty mind. Hand me that,” he ordered, nodding toward my body wash
and loofa hanging from a hook.

“
Yes, sir,” I answered
back, obeying quickly.

He took them from me and quickly
deposited a little soap on the sponge and set the bottle back down.
“Turn around,” he ordered again, and so I did as I was
told.

And then he started to slowly lather
me up, starting with my back, my arms, under my arms, over my
breasts, my tummy, my bottom – sliding the loofa tenderly up
between my cheeks, making my whole body tremble. His touch was so
sensual. I never knew the simple act of getting washed could be so
seductive.

He ran the loofa down both my thighs,
squeezing tenderly. “Hmm…” He seemed satisfied. “Okay, turn around
again.”

I did as he asked and we were once
again facing one another. He squeezed a bit more body wash onto the
loofa and started all over again, beginning at my neck and moving
down slowly, sensually, massaging me with every stroke.

“
Damn…” I let my breath out as he spent much more time than
necessary back over my breasts, pinching and then circling my
nipples with the tips of his fingers. “Fuck, that feels nice…” My
whole body was on fire and I was thankful for the warm water that
kept soothing my aching skin.

Ben was smiling, watching me, enjoying
my reaction. “You like that?” he asked me softly.

Fuck, that man always knew exactly
what he was doing. He was rubbing my belly, massaging and circling
my navel, the soap from the loofa trickling down between my legs.
He was teasing me and I knew it. He had purposefully avoided my
pussy this whole time. Driving me absolutely crazy.

“
Lift your leg up, baby.”
His words and that deep hungry voice of his pulled me back
in.

I did exactly as he asked and pulled
my right leg up and rested my foot on the edge of the
tub.

“
Good girl…” His voice was
a whisper as his mouth met mine and began kissing me, and as it
deepened I felt the loofa finally press up between my legs, under
that skilled hand of his.

I broke away from his mouth then,
gasping. “Oh, shit…”

“
Mmm…” Ben let out a little
laugh, still teasing me with his lips. “You can’t control yourself,
can you?”

I was nearly shaking, as Ben kept up
the pace between my legs. “No…” I admitted, my voice trembling.
“Not with you.”

“
Baby, I’m just washing
you…not making you come…” he whispered, tracing my jaw with his
tongue. His words sent another surge down between my legs, up
against that relentless loofa.

“
Oh fuck, Ben, please just
use your fingers…” I heard myself begging.

“
Hmm…no, baby, you can’t
come yet,” he refused me, in that slippery sexy tone of his. And
then, to add insult to injury, I felt him pull the loofa back up
over my belly. “It’s my turn now.”

My eyes went wide as I stared back at
him in bewildered frustration. “What?”

But Ben looked absolutely pleased with
what he was doing to me. He smiled back at me, amusement dancing in
his eyes. “Don’t look at me like that, baby, you’re making this too
easy for me.” And then he kissed me softly, biting my bottom
lip.

I let my breath out. “Mean…” It was
all I could manage.

But Ben seemed to find that amusing as
well. “Here…” He handed me the loofa. “Time to switch spots,
baby.”

And so I let him ease himself around
me until he was directly under the spray and I watched him wet up
that beautiful, hard, ripped body of his. I forgot my frustration
in a heartbeat in anticipation of being able to run my hands all
over his wet naked body. I squeezed the body wash onto the loofa
and began just as he did. His back, his arms, chest, belly… He had
his dreads tied back as well so I had perfect access. He felt
amazing under my touch. His muscles seemed to tighten and contract
whenever I touched him and it turned me on beyond
belief.

I ran my arms around his middle with
the best intentions to continue to scrub him but the temptation was
too much and I ran my hand between his legs. He was hard,
throbbing, and I pulled up on him with my soapy hands, unable to
stop myself.

I gasped, still always so overwhelmed
by his size. “You like it when I tease you, too?” I wanted to
know.

“
Hmm…” Ben sighed, looking
down and watching what I was doing. “Is that what you’re
doing?”

I released him quickly and squeezed
the soapy loofa up against his belly, letting the suds drip down
between his legs. “Okay. Turn around.” I was enjoying
this.

He did as instructed and was once
again facing me, the water now beating down on his shoulders. His
eyes were on me, penetrating me, waiting. But my eyes just strayed
down his gorgeous body, his thick, hard beautiful cock just
throbbing for me. Far too much of a distraction. I decided it
needed all my attention.

I got some more body wash but this
time just rubbed it between my hands and began massaging his cock,
lathering him up, between his thighs, his balls, through the thick
coarse hair and up to his belly. Over and over again. Fuck, he felt
good all wet and slippery. It was driving me crazy.

“
You like it clean, huh?”
he teased me softly, watching me intently.

I smiled. “I just like to feel it,” I
admitted, then met his eyes nervously. “I don’t know if I’m doing
it right…”

Ben let his breath out slowly and bit
his lip, his eyes falling back down to watch what I was doing. I
could tell he was starting to lose some of his
composure.

He pulled my hand back gently and
gripped his cock then, pulling up and stroking it hard, with his
big, strong hand, making me gasp. I loved it when he touched
himself, it drove me crazy… Fuck, even standing up it reached well
past his navel when he stroked it. I felt a shiver run up my spine.
He pulled my hand back with his other hand and cupped it over his
balls, squeezing ever so gently. “Just like that, baby…” he
whispered as he kept stroking himself.

I massaged him gently over and over
again, as the water from the shower head kept streaming down over
his body, rinsing the last of the soap away.

He was hard, wet and dripping, and I
was losing all control. “Shit…” I let my breath out and just fell
to my knees, lapping at his balls, slicing my tongue up between
them as Ben kept stroking his cock.

“
Fuck…” He groaned as I
lifted my eyes up to meet his. His eyes were blazing. “Open your
mouth,” he ordered softly and I obeyed quickly and wrapped my lips
around him tightly as he inched his cock inside my mouth
slowly…deeply…hitting the back of my throat and then pulling back
and doing it again and again. It was more intense than I ever could
have imagined.

I was panting for air, gagging, my jaw
on fire… “Oh fuck…” I gasped, releasing him, the water pouring down
off Ben’s belly and all over my face.

“
Mmm…” Ben moaned softly,
grabbing his cock again and smacking me gently against my open
mouth, my wet tongue. “You have such a pretty mouth…those big eyes
of yours…look at me…”

I did as requested and stared up at
him hungrily, teasing him with the tip of my tongue. “I thought we
were just supposed to be washing,” I said innocently, circling the
head with my tongue.

Ben sucked his breath in, rubbing his
wet, smooth cock all over my face, teasing my lips over and over.
“Then why you suckin’ my dick, baby?” he asked me.

I smiled back at him. “I walked right
into that one, didn’t I?”

“
You just can’t control
yourself…”

“
No,” I admitted, running
my tongue from the base to the head, savouring his enormous length.
“I love your cock, Ben…” He loved it when I talked to him. I was
catching on quick.

“
Mmm…” He moaned softly.
“You just need more practice, though…you get sore too fast…” And
with that he slid deep inside my mouth again slowly, stretching my
jaw wide, gripping the back of my head. Fuck, he was driving me
crazy…

I kept it up as long as I possibly
could and then broke away, gagging, my mouth aching in sweet agony,
the water streaming down my face. I was practically
drowning.

“
Good girl…” Ben let his
breath out slowly, smacking my tongue a few times again with that
smooth delicious head of his. “You getting’ there…”

I smiled sweetly, licking slowly,
keeping my eyes firmly glued to his. “Thank you.”

“
Come on. Get
up.”

“
We’re done?” I wondered,
completely surprised.

Ben smiled, pulling me to my feet. “No…not
done
. Just done in here.”

I wet my lips and Ben leaned over and
kissed me, soothing my aching lips and mouth with his tongue. I
felt it everywhere.

We each took a quick moment to rinse
off completely and then Ben cut the water, stepping out first.
“Wait here,” he told me, pulling the curtain back and quickly
drying himself with the big towel, then stepping back towards me.
“Your turn,” he said softly, pulling me towards him and then
wrapping the towel up around my body.

I sighed, staring up at him. “I love
it when it’s my turn…”

Ben sucked his teeth at me, lowering
his eyes in that irresistible way of his. “I spoil you.”

That made me laugh. “What? I thought
that was just the way it’s supposed to be, remember?” I teased him
back.

“
Yeah, with me,” he said
simply. “Because I spoil you. Let’s go.”

He pulled me out of the bathroom then,
leaving all our clothes in a pile where we’d dropped them, and took
me to my room.

He pushed me down onto my unmade bed.
Fuck, my room was a mess, I thought, wishing I had remembered to
tidy up. Ben kneeled between my legs, draping the fluffy white
towel over me like a blanket.

“
I should probably finish
drying you off first,” he said softly and leaned forward, rubbing
that soft damp towel all over my naked body – from my shoulders
down over my breasts, to my belly, and then finally rubbing me up
between my legs, teasing me beyond belief.

“
All dry?” he asked softly,
his eyes on fire again.

I let my breath out. “No, I’m just
getting wetter,” I admitted simply.

Ben smiled and then peeled the towel
back gently, exposing my breasts. “Okay, I’ll take care of that…”
he assured me, squeezing my breast gently, holding it in his big
hand and then leaning over to suck on my nipple.

“
You sure about that?” I
gasped, feeling the sensation start to build under the heat of his
tongue. “Since you refused me in the shower and all, I kinda have
my doubts…”

Ben looked up at me then, still
circling my nipple with his gorgeous tongue. Fuck, that man was
sexy…

“
I didn’t refuse you,” he
said softly. “I was just pacing you.”

I winced as he tugged on my nipple
ever so lightly with his teeth. “Pacing me for what? You planning
some marathon sex with me or something?” The thought made my blood
rush.

Ben just released my nipple and took
hold of my other breast, repeating the process. “You couldn’t
handle that,” he replied simply.

My eyes shot open in mock fury. “Oh
really? Why the fuck not?” I moaned softly, Ben’s tongue still
running relentlessly all over my breasts.

He had an amused glint in his eye as
he looked up at me again. “You come too fast.”

I bit my lip, hesitating, letting his
words sink in for a moment. “Whose fault is that?” I whispered
softly, my nipple twitching and tingling as he sucked
me.

“
It’s my fault,” he
admitted easily as he brought his face up to mine, kissing my lips
ever so lightly. “That’s why I need to pace you, baby.”