Glow (16 page)

Not breaking our stare even for a second, I stood up from the couch and held
my hand out to her. She put her warm, fragile hand in mine then rose from
the couch. I smirked at her before I turned around leading her to the bedroom.
I stopped at the foot of her bed then turned, pulling her to me. I placed my
hands upon her cheeks taking a moment to take in every dimension of her
perfect face. God, she was beautiful. I could never get tired of this angelic
face- so sweet and innocent. She stood on her tip toes and kissed me softly. I
gripped her tank top with my hands tightly against her back slowly raising it.
She stared into my eyes as she raised her arms. I reached behind her back as
she placed soft kisses along my jawline and within two seconds her black
lace bra fell to the floor.

“Your turn,” she whispered staring into my eyes, she smiled. She ran her
hands up my chest from under my white t-shirt. I closed my eyes at the feel
of her touch. Her fingers trailed back down to the bottom of my shirt, she
slowly pulled my shirt up then took it off. I pressed her against me, we were
skin to skin. Her breasts felt so soft and warm against my chest. I held her
tightly against me as I turned with Vanessa's back to the bed. She took her
sweats off then stared at me as she sat upon her bed. I felt her hands along the
waistline of my jeans unbuttoning them slowly as she trailed kisses on my
stomach. She pulled them down and I kicked them off. She laid against the
mattress then propped herself onto her elbows inching her way back, she laid
her head on the pillows looking like a fucking Goddess. I stayed standing
there at the foot of the bed admiring her perfect body as she lay there. From
her almond shaped blue eyes, down her toned stomach and petite feet; she
was absolutely perfect.
“You, Vanessa, are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” I inched my
way to her, placing soft kisses from the tip of her toes to her thighs making
her squirm. It should be a sin to be this perfect.

“Touch me, Ben...” Vanessa let out a long sensual sigh. “please,” she begged
wrapping her fingers in my hair tugging slightly.

 

“Tell me where,” I whispered against her black lace panties.

“Ah, God,” she breathed. “here,” she brought her hand down, touching
herself between her legs gracefully. It was one of the sexiest thing I had ever
seen. Now, don't get me wrong, I have seen a woman touch herself. Not
Vanessa. Vanessa is taking me to a whole new level of horny. I was so damn
excited as I have waited for this moment my entire life. I have always wanted
Vanessa. I thought I loved her a few hours ago but nothing, and I mean
nothing in this world could ever express my love for this perfect woman right
now laying beneath me so vulnerable, so trusting.

I placed my hands on the inside of her thighs and pressed, opening her legs
wider. I heard her breathing picking up speed in anticipation of my touching
her sweet spot. I trailed my tongue in the crease of her thigh as I pulled her
panties aside. I couldn't handle it anymore, the pressure below my waist was
damn near intolerable. I wanted to explode; it felt like she already had. I had
ran my finger over her, and to say that she was wet with bliss was a complete
understatement. Oh, my God... I had never been with a woman that was so
turned on by my touch before.

“You are so wet, Vanessa,” I breathed on her, teasing her with the tip of my
finger.

“Ben,” Vanessa cried out, bucking her hips making my finger go all the way
inside of her. I then lost all control of myself, my thoughts, and well... my
mouth. I ran my tongue over her, she tasted so perfectly sweet... just like
vanilla. How is that even possible?

“Ah, yes,” she moaned. I pumped my finger faster and could feel the inside
of her constrict tighter. I knew she was close, but I couldn't let her let herself
go without me inside of her. I wanted to feel Vanessa reach that point... the
point that I, Ben McGurthy, had taken her to.

I pulled my finger out of her, kissing her sweet spot one more time. I sat up
onto my knees, pulling my boxer briefs off. I quickly grabbed a condom from
my wallet putting it on. My, God I was so swollen. I have never been this
turned on in my entire life. I was ready... I was ready to make love to
Vanessa Montello and nothing was going to stop me. Tonight, I hold nothing
back.

Still on my knees, I scooted closer between Vanessa's legs. She was panting
and breathing so hard. I watched her chest rise making her perfectly erect
nipples stick out farther as if they were screaming at me to touch them. I
reached out cupping them in my hands, I rubbed my thumbs over her nipples
making her moan.

“Ben, please...” she cried.

 

“Please, what?” I ran my hands down her heated thighs gripping her panties.
She raised her hips letting me pull them off. I threw them to the floor.

 

“I can't take it anymore,” she moaned, bucking her hips trying so desperately
hard to get closer to me.

 

“Tell me what you want, princess,” I whispered as I teased her with my
finger. She was wetter now... was that possible? I groaned.

 

“Just...” she panted. “just, fuck me, Ben,” she moaned as she cupped her
breasts.

 

Oh, what?
Did she just say what I thought she did?

 

On my knees I grabbed her hips bringing her closer. I touched the tip to her a
few times to tease her before pressing myself all the way inside.
“Holy shit,” I whispered aloud. She felt so good tightly wrapped around me.

 

“Ben,” she moaned, gripping at her bed sheets with her hands.

I wanted to be closer to her than I was. I was scared this would be the only
time I would ever be this close to her. I dropped her hips then laid upon her,
pressing between her legs entering her slowly. Her arms wrapped around my
neck and her legs squeezed my hips tightly against her.

“You feel so good,” I whispered in her ear making her moan again. Kissing
her neck, I took a deep breath inhaling the sweet smell of her shampoo.

I pulled out then back in slowly.
I love you...
and again, I pumped.
I love
you...
and again, this time faster. I kissed her with the need to feel her tongue
in my mouth. I pulled away then looked into her eyes...
I love you.

On the verge of going over the top, trying so hard to hold it back, I felt her
walls constrict tightly against me. She was close again. I wanted so badly as I
stared into her blue eyes to tell her that I loved her, but I couldn't... not yet.

I love you...
Chapter Ten: Act Like You Know
Ben's POV

I laid in Vanessa’s bed and stared at her while she lightly snores, her body so
relaxed in her deep slumber. I smiled, softly touching her shoulder with my
fingertips. How a guy like me got so damn lucky to have a night like I had
with someone like Vanessa is unbelievable. I meant that I was in love with
her last night… however, it is unclear if she could see it in my eyes as I said
the words aloud in my head. The way her eyes lit up, I was sure as hell that
she did. I know I had a crush on her, but the multiple events that occurred in
this bedroom last night just confirms my feelings for her. There was one
other person in this world besides myself who truly knows my hearts desires;
God. I prayed for a moment;
Please, God, don't let her regret me when she
wakes up. I don't think my heart could handle it...

I looked past her at her alarm, it’s now eight in the morning on Wednesday.
Two more days until she has to update my aunt on this stupid freaking article
that my brilliant self just had to come up with. I am such a damn idiot. At the
time it seemed like a good plan though not thinking of the consequences first.
For some reason I feel as though teaching Vanessa to become a player is
going to blow up in my face like a match in a gas tank. I have no idea where
last night leaves Vanessa and I. If it were up to me, I would absolutely want
to see where all of this goes. On Vanessa’s part? I have no clue. All I know is
that she has Jordan, and Dr. Love hanging in the sidelines.

I decided it’s best to leave my stressful thoughts in the back of my mind and
close my eyes. I wrapped my arms around Vanessa and held her tightly as I
relished this perfect woman in my arms.

Vanessa’s POV

I fluttered my eyelashes. The smell of eggs, bacon, and toast filled my nose. I
smiled looking over to see I am by myself and alone in my bed. Ben was
making me breakfast. I laughed to myself. Last night was the most amazing
night of my life. I had never dreamed that being intimate with someone could
have been so fantastic, mind blowing, electric, and just so… explosive. I
literally felt as though my body was going to burst with pleasure and delight.
One moment as we were staring at one another, I could have sworn I had
seen love and in Ben’s eyes. I think I am being too hopeful as I am not
expecting anything out of last night. I will hang onto it for as long as I can,
but in due time I need to let it go, and I will. I happily stretched my arms out
to the sides and closed my eyes again.

“No you don’t, princess,” Ben laughed crawling onto the bed then stopped as
he was hovering above me.

 

“Good morning, gorgeous,” he planted a kiss on my forehead.

 

On my forehead? Is that a way of saying thank you for last night? “What is
that I smell?” I smiled.

 

“Your breakfast of course,” he winked.

 

“Ah, special treatment,” I chuckled. “Did you take your medicine?” I gave
him a skeptical look.

 

“I did,” Ben nodded proudly. “The swelling is nearly gone already,” he
waggled his brows.

 

“Much better, I can see that,” I yawned.

He leaned down to kiss me, this time he kissed me on the lips. Shocked, I lay
there still for a moment before kissing him back. My body begins to feel as
though it’s going to explode just like it did last night. I grabbed him around
the neck and kissed him passionately. I needed him.

Ben started to laugh then pulled away from me. “Come on, let’s go eat, we
have plans.” he grinned.

 

Great, he got what he wanted, fun is over. I frowned.

 

“No looking glum.” he tapped my bottom lip. “We have plenty of time for
that,”

 

I watched him in his boxer briefs as he walked toward the bathroom. He
grabbed my silk robe off of the back of the door and handed it to me.

 

“Thank you,” I took it as I stood up with the sheet wrapped around me.

“No, no, Vanessa,” he took a few steps toward me. Ben kissed me again as he
unraveled the sheet, letting it fall to the floor. “Now you can put it on,” he
eyed my body.

As embarrassing as it was, I hid it well and put my robe on.

 

“You are gorgeous, you know that?” he looks into my eyes.

“Yeah, okay.” I walked past him and out of my bedroom. “We should have
had Chase give you a scan to make sure there was no permanent damage
caused from the lack of oxygen to your brain,” I laughed.

I walked into the dining room to see the table is set for two- red roses in the
middle of the table and each plate filled with eggs, bacon, toast and each a
glass of orange juice.

“Benjamin!” I gasped. “You did all of this?”

“For you, of course I did,” he wrapped his arms tightly around my waist.
“B-but, why?” I stuttered. “You didn’t have to,” I turned to look him in the
eyes.

“I know I didn’t have to. I wanted to,” he shrugged.

 

He pulled out the chair for me and I happily sat down staring at the food, it
making my mouth water.

 

I looked at Ben and pointed to the plate. He laughed. “Go for it,”

So I dug in. The eggs were superb, and the bacon was perfectly crisp. The
toast? Amazingly brown, and the fresh squeezed orange juice was perfectly
tangy.

“You should be a chef, this is fabulous, Ben.” I took another bite of the eggs.

 

“Maybe I was saving my art of cooking for someone special?” he added.

 

I nodded. “Sure you are. Karen is special,”

 

“Ha-ha, funny.” sarcasm totally noted. “No, really… my mother taught me
how to cook and told me not to cook for any girl unless she were special.”

 

I felt my heart take off flying at his words. Is he saying that I am special?

 

“You mean to tell me that you have never cooked for anyone but me?”

 

“Only you.” he smiled as he reached across the table for my hand. I placed
my hand in his then Ben gave the back of my hand a quick kiss.

 

I gave him a look of uncertainty as he stood up taking our plates to the
kitchen. I have got to be dreaming. I reached out and pinched my arm.

 

“Ouch,” escaped my lips as I rubbed my arm.

 

“You okay, Nessy?” Ben asked as he entered the dining room with a cup of
coffee in each hand.

 

“Oh,” I smiled as I took my coffee. “I’m fine,” I am more than fine. But why
is he being so damn nice to me?

 

“I say we take a shower,” Still in a daze, I ignored him.

 

“Please, don’t call me Nessy,” I mumbled.

 

“You caught that,” he pursed his lips.

 

I nodded. “Yup,”

 

We both laughed.

 

~

 

We took a shower and got dressed as Ben insisted that we had plans for the
day.

 

“Will you tell me where we are going?” I pleaded from the passenger side of
Ben’s BMW.

 

“Not a chance,” he turned the radio up loudly so I would stop asking where
we were going.

 

We pulled up to Union Square and got out of the car.

 

“Oh, I love this place,” I put my sunglasses on.

“Yeah, me too,” Ben walked to my side and took my hand in his. He is
holding my hand? In public no less?
We walked around the produce market purchasing some apples, oranges,
peaches, and berries of all sorts. He continued to hold my hand nearly the
entire time. We stopped at a vendor and bought a few waters deciding to take
a seat at the fountain.

“I’m feeling snacky,” I turned sideways placing my legs across Ben’s lap.
This day has never felt awkward in anyway at all whatsoever. Being with
Ben felt so natural, I could be myself and he accepted me.