Accidental Love (4 page)

He’d known Francesca for years. He’d debated a few times
about asking her out, but he knew she wasn’t the marrying type, at least for
him. She cruised from man to man, let them spoil her rotten, and then moved to
the next guy with money. Maybe one day she would finally settle down, but until
then, there were plenty of men who would gladly hold their arms out for her to
hang on to.

Ben pulled up to Jane’s house. He liked her little place. It
was charming and cozy. He wondered what she would think of his. Usually it
impressed women, and while he wanted to do just that with Jane, he didn’t want
it to be the same way. He really wanted her to just like him.

Before he even made it to the door, Jane was on her way out,
being tugged by Toby. Ben laughed and took the leash from her. This dog
definitely needed some training and so did the owner. He hoped he could be some
use to her.

He was about to lean in for a kiss, but she turned her back
to him and locked the door. She put her key in her purse then smiled brightly
and asked if he was ready to go. Without a glance back she trotted toward the
car. He followed with Toby, wondering if she’d purposely brushed him off.

As she climbed in, he took a moment to look her over. She
was dressed in khakis and a light pink blouse. Before she shut the car door, he
caught a glimpse of a light brown heel on her foot. He chuckled, she was
dressed up more than he was. He’d actually dressed down for today. A feeling of
concern came over him now as he wondered if she was doing it because she felt
she had to.

Toby hopped into the backseat and then Ben sat down in the
driver’s side. Jane looked serious, but she was still breathtakingly beautiful.
Once again her long brown hair had a slight curl to it. Even though he thought
she looked nice, she had looked downright sexy yesterday in her torn jeans and
baggy t-shirt. Her hair had been in a messy bun and he still imagined himself
grabbing her by it and possessing her mouth.

He had to brace himself. He’d always been a take control
kind of guy, especially in the bedroom. Each time he was with Jane, he just
knew she was perfect. She wouldn’t mind letting him take the lead. Blinking his
eyes, he warned himself yet again to get away from this thinking.

“How are you today?” he finally asked.

“Fine.”

Ben couldn’t help but feel a bit frustrated. And he didn’t
play games. “Are you upset about yesterday?”

She shook her head.

Normally he found it cute the way she didn’t speak a lot.
But at the moment, it was irritating. “You don’t seem like yourself.”

“It’s nothing.”

“It’s obviously something. I’m not driving until you tell me
what’s wrong. If you don’t want to go to my place, just say so. I’m not going
to force you to do anything you don’t want.”

“I want to go. I guess I’m still a little embarrassed about
yesterday. It was awfully forward of me to have been doing what you and I were
doing on the couch. I don’t normally move so fast. There’s just something about
the way you make me feel…I don’t always feel like I’m in control,” she rambled.

“You have no reason to be embarrassed about anything. We
were both there. Like I said before, don’t do anything you don’t want to.” He
grinned and leaned closer to her. “Though I must admit, it does this old man’s
pride good to know you have a hard time controlling yourself around me.”

She averted her eyes, and he dropped his gaze and stared at
her lips. They parted slightly and he knew that if he wanted to, he could take
them. Suck them, lick them, treasure them. But not yet. He settled back in his
seat and started the car. When he glanced back at her, he could see the slight
disappointment on her face. He would make up for that later.

The drive to the house was mostly quiet. The dog panted the
whole time and he could tell Toby didn’t go on many car rides. Maybe that would
change if he and Jane started to see one another. The dog needed some
interaction with his kind and his girls would be perfect.

As they pulled up to his driveway and he came to his gate
that required a code to punch in, he was actually nervous. Never before had he
wanted a woman to
not
be impressed by his place. He worried it would be
too much for her and she wouldn’t want to see him again.

He looked at his house with new eyes as they pulled up to
the almost mansion looking place. There were four white columns that went from
the ground floor up to the second. The house was mainly brick with white siding
at the top. Windows were all over. He liked light. The yard was well cared for
by a weekly landscaping crew.

He looked over at Jane. She appeared to be in awe. Her eyes
were wide as she took it all in.

“Wow, this is your house?” she asked.

“It is.”

“And only you live here?”

“Me, Olive, and Pepper.”

She smiled over at him.

He parked the car outside the garage. He didn’t dare open
the door for her to see that he had three other vehicles.

He got out of the car and got Toby first. As he jogged
around to get her door, she opened it herself and stepped out. He let his eyes
take her in again. She looked sexy. Her blouse was unbuttoned low enough that
he caught a glimpse of a white camisole playing peek-a-boo. There wasn’t any
way he couldn’t explore today. If she was willing, he was definitely taking. He
wasn’t turning her down.

He took her hand and like always it fit perfectly in his.
With Toby’s leash in the other, he took her inside his house. Right as they
entered and before he got the door shut Olive and Pepper came running to greet
them. Jane’s eyes lit up as she saw his giant girls sitting in front of them,
doing their best to control themselves as they waited for him to pet them.

“I get knocked over by Toby each time I come in.”

“I had to train them not to do that. Could you imagine two
one-hundred-and-fifty pound dogs knocking me over every day?”

She shook her head.

He pet both his girls and then led them all through the
house to the door in the kitchen where it took them to his fenced in back yard.

“Let’s go out here a moment and let them get acquainted.”

He kept Toby on the leash, but left it slack so the three
dogs could freely sniff one another. It only took a few minutes before the dogs
all had wagging tails and he decided to let Toby off the leash. The dogs ran
around the yard and seemed to be instant buddies.

“I need to make a quick phone call. Want to come inside for
a bit?” he asked.

“Sure.”

Inside he offered her a drink but she declined. He wished he
could get into her head and know what she was thinking. Maybe after a few
minutes to herself she would be more open.

* * * *

As soon as Ben left the kitchen, Jane worried she just might
faint. She had only seen houses as big and as gorgeous as this one on TV. This place
was magnificent. The countertops were a dark marble and all the appliances were
chrome. The kitchen had one of those islands with pans hanging above it. You
could probably fit an entire army inside of the kitchen. She was completely out
of her element.

A glance out the window showed the dogs having a fun time.
If she had driven here she most likely would’ve grabbed Toby and ran while Ben
was busy with his phone call. This house probably impressed many women right
into his bed, but all it did for her was make her feel embarrassed that he had
seen her tiny house.

As she watched the dogs she started to think about the
future—if they had one. Her parents weren’t too much older than him. What would
they think? Plus, he had never been married, which was a bit unusual for a man
his age, and she wondered if maybe he had a commitment phobia. After the games
Matt had played with her, was she willing to be with someone who might not want
a long-term commitment? This was all a lot to think about, but if she didn’t clear
her mind soon, she was going to have a panic attack.

She moved away from the window and peeked her head out of
one of the kitchen doorways and saw a grand dining room. It had a huge table
that sat eight people on each side. Good God, who had that many people over at
once? Stepping back into the kitchen she decided that maybe she needed that
drink. Her mouth was feeling dry.

As she was about to open the fridge Ben returned.

“Miss me?” he asked.

She smiled at him, knowing it was one of those awkward smiles
that would leave him asking questions to himself.

“Just thirsty, actually.”

“What can I get you?” he asked.

“Water would be fine.” Jane stepped back as he moved toward
the fridge and opened it for her.

He pulled out a bottle and she saw it was no store brand
water. It came in a glass bottle with a name she couldn’t even pronounce. The
man even bought expensive water. Didn’t he know water was water? Geesh, rich
people.

Ben removed the cap and handed it to her.

“Thanks,” she said.

“Want a tour?”

She hesitated, taking a long sip of water before setting the
bottle down. The more she saw of the house, the more out of place she felt. But
then she remembered her manners. “I’d love one.”

Thankfully, he skipped the dining room and led her to the
living room then to his study. Each room was spotless and looked as though it
had been professionally decorated. She couldn’t find anything out of place. He
took her up the spiral staircase where she saw a row of doors closed, except
the one at the end. He took her straight to the open one. When they went inside
her eyes widened and she burst out laughing. The room was a wreck. Clothes were
strewn everywhere, the bed was unmade. Books and DVDs were in piles all over.

“I think the maid forgot this room.” She crossed her arms
with a smirk on her face.

“This is my room, and I take care of it. I keep it the way I
like it.”

“Messy?”

“Damn right. Did you see the rest of the house?”

She nodded.

“Then you see why this place is a wreck.”

“I wasn’t expecting to see your room like this. It makes you
seem a little more human.” She felt a lot more comfortable in here than
anywhere else.

“Believe me, I’m not clean. You’ll either find me in my
study or up here. I never use the dining room or the living room. I’m too
afraid I might get a fingerprint on something.”

“But it’s your house. You don’t have to keep it that way.”

“You’re right, but I don’t really need all those rooms
anyway.”

“Why the big house then?”

“To be honest, I thought once I had the house I’d find my
wife and we’d fill this giant thing with kids.”

“You might still find her.”

“I might.” He smiled.

He took her hand and walked toward the double doors. When
opened they led out to a deck that overlooked the back yard. Toby ran around with
Olive and Pepper, having a grand time it looked like. Hopefully he would be
good and worn-out and not be too much of a pest later when they got home.

As she looked over the yard, two strong arms wrapped around
her waist. Ben’s warm breath tickled her neck, and she braced herself for his
lips to meet her skin. It didn’t take him long. He kissed a line from the back
of her neck to her chin. Spinning her around, he slammed his lips against hers
and she gasped from the force.

“I can’t control myself around you.” He groaned. “I just
have to touch you.”

“Then touch me,” she panted.

His hands yanked at her waist and his erection pressed into
her. Just the feel of him hard made her squeeze her legs together to contain
the wetness. He kissed her from her mouth, down her jaw, and to the spot right
at her collarbone that made her moan. His kisses were light and fluttery and
sent shivers through her. At this point she didn’t care how far they went, just
as long as his mouth was on her.

Jane rubbed her hands across his chest and then up around
his neck and into his hair. It was softer than she expected and long enough
that she could curl her fingers into it. One leg came up out of instinct and
wrapped around his waist, pushing his erection right into her core.

He leaned her back against the railing, and she silently
prayed it was strong enough to hold them both, otherwise it was going to be a
long, hard fall to the ground. But as one of his hands snuck under her shirt
and into her bra she no longer cared about that fall.

Jane was greedy and she needed his lips back on hers. She
tilted his head up and took them. There was nothing gentle about this kiss. It
was raw and full of desire.

He fiddled with the top of her pants and when she thought
about what was to come her pussy grew more moist. She couldn’t wait to see how
his fingers would feel. Would he be rough and just drive into her, or would he
take his time, getting his fingers fully coated with her juices before he
thrust up into her?

His hand slid in and right before he met her sex his lips
left hers and returned to the spot on her collarbone that drove her insane. His
finger dipped into her pussy and she groaned. He circled her clit several times
before she got her answer. Two fingers at a time he entered her.

“Oh my…” she called out.

“Do you like that?” he asked.

She couldn’t answer. Not only was he entering her, but with
his thumb he flicked her clitoris and she saw stars and fireworks.

“You’re so wet.” He kissed her neck again.

Jane couldn’t hold back anymore. She thrust her hips into
his hand and rode out the orgasm. His speed picked up and she cried out, waves
of pleasure rolling through her body with the force of a hurricane.

When it was over, she clung to him and laid her head on his
shoulder. She had never been fingered so damn good in her life. She could only
imagine how good he could fuck.

After she finally caught her breath, she realized how
selfish she had been and that she should return the favor. Licking her lips,
she knew just what she wanted to do to him.