Love Is Overdue (23 page)

They laughed at that, but
within fifteen minutes the two of them were out the door, Tony
letting me know he would call me in the morning.

Chapter
Ten

After seeing them out and
locking the front door I quickly made my way back into the living
room where Ben was still waiting for me on the couch. It was
probably a mixture of the wine and just pure longing for him, but I
just knelt down between his legs and ran my hands slowly up his
thighs, as he stared down at me.

He smiled. “You miss me.” He
said it so softly, and he didn’t phrase it as a
question.

I let my breath out, looking
up at him as he ran his fingers across my face. “There are so many
things I could say right now, but since it’s one in the morning I
figure it’s better I just keep my mouth shut.”

“
Damn...” He
raised his eyebrows. “Did I embarrass you?”

I shook my head slowly.
“No...I think it may be the other way around.”

He covered my hands with
his. “Why you say that?” He ran his hand up my arm and then leaned
all the way back to look at me. “Every day you show me some more
hidden talents you got...it’s so sexy.”

I kind of laughed. “So you
think I’m talented?” I teased him.

He sucked his teeth, staring
me down. “If you didn’t think you could impress me, you wouldn’t
bother trying.”

“
Well...” I ran
my hand up his shirt slowly, feeling those hard muscles. “I wasn’t
trying to whore my friend out to you, even if that’s how it
looked.”

He laughed softly. “Why
everyone keep sayin’ that tonight? You know you can’t whore yaself
out if nobody buyin’...don’t forget that.”

“
I see...” I
grabbed his belt buckle, dipping my fingers in and out of the waist
of his jeans, teasing him. “So pretty little blondes don’t do it
for you, Ben?”

His eyes dropped, watching
what I was doing. “I think you know what I like, Gabby.”

I met his eyes. Then I
leaned over and kissed his belly. “I’ve never met a man that could
say no to Michelle...” I looked up as I ran my tongue up over his
navel.

He bit his lip, sucking in
his breath. “She’s a pretty girl, Gabby…but so are you…so the
better question you gotta ask yaself is what difference is a pretty
face gonna make when I got you bent ova this table right here?
So…like I said…I think you know what I like.”

“
Hmmm...” His
words made me shudder. “You’re so nasty, Ben.”

“
Just being
honest.” His finger traced my jaw, smiling at that, but then it
faded slightly, his expression growing a little more serious.
“Aside from alla that, baby, if you wanna know what I really
think...you know you got nothin’ to worry about with me, but...” I
lifted my eyes to look at him. “That girl don’t got your back,
Gabriela. And I wouldn’t say anything in front your friends, you
know that.”

“
Why, did she try
something?”

He sucked his teeth. “No.
But that ain’t even the point...”

I sighed. “I guess...I
really didn’t know that about her. I guess I never brought a man
home worth stealing before...”

Ben squeezed my hand between
his legs. I felt him hard – throbbing – through his jeans. “This is
all yours, baby...” His voice was so deep and sexy all of a
sudden.

I sighed, feeling myself get
warm all over. “So...”

“
What?”

I
smiled at him. “Does that mean that...I’m your girlfriend, Ben?” I
was always losing my mind around him...talking before
thinking...betraying all my common sense.
Fuck, Gabriela.
Why was
it so hard for me to play hard to get with this man?

Ben just smiled back at me.
“I don’t have time for a girlfriend, Gabriela.” He slipped his
finger between my lips.

I caught my breath as he
slid his finger over my tongue, my heart sinking simultaneously. “I
see...”

“
Good.” His voice
was so soft. “I don’t really have time for a whole lot of anything
really so if you don’t mind –” he had my hand pressed between his
legs again and he pushed up through the fabric of his jeans into
the palm of my hand, “– I’d rather just skip all that bullshit...I
think it’s pretty obvious how I feel about you...so no more asking
me any stupid questions like that...I’m already in so deep
anyway...so to speak.” His eyes fell back down to where I was
stroking him.

But he had me so confused.
“What the fuck does that mean?”

“
It
means that...you trippin’ about wanting to know if you my
girlfriend – but I’m already worried I could fall for you for
real...” His hand was on his buckle then, and my heart started
beating so furiously I didn’t know what to do.

I let my breath
out. “Shit...” This was not happening. My whole body was on fire.
My hand slipped inside then...the zipper slid open...I took him
into my mouth slowly...deeply...listening to the lowest, sexiest
moan escape from his throat.

He moaned deeply, pushing up
deeper into my mouth. “You see..?” He let his breath out. “Perfect
fit.”

“
Shit,” I gasped,
catching my breath. I ran my tongue up his length slowly, teasing
him. “Does that mean I can make you come like this?” I was so
curious. It almost felt like a mission for me – he had never come
from me just sucking him.

He gripped his cock and
smacked it lightly against my tongue. “Where?” He was watching me
so intently. “In your mouth?”

His directness made my pussy
quiver. “No one ever did that before.” I just kept teasing him with
my tongue, watching it, his smooth, slick wet cock that just
smacked against his belly whenever I released it – massive, thick,
hard, dark brown. Gorgeous.

“
You have such a
pretty mouth...am surprised anyone could resist,” he admitted
softly.

I met his eyes then. “No...I
never let anyone do that before, that’s all...”

His fingers knotted
themselves into my hair then, holding my face. “Shit...” He let his
breath out deeply as he pushed my face down and I bore down on him
once again. “You know I’d never do anything you don’t want,
baby...”

“
Mmmm...” I
shuddered. Whenever he talked like that it just made me want more
and more of what I never thought I would. “That’s just it...because
with you I think I want it,” I admitted, my breathing picking up.
“I want to taste you...all of you...I can’t get
enough...”

“
Goddamn...” Ben
was starting to lose it, I could tell. “I thought you was gonna
show me your room, baby.”

I sucked him off like a
popsicle. “Yeah, but if I do that you’re just gonna rip all my
clothes off and take over like you always do...” I moved my mouth
lower and ran my tongue over his balls, taking them gently into my
mouth, sucking off one and then the other.

“
Fuck, baby...” I
felt him shift, gripping the couch cushions.

“
I just want
today to be all about you,” I said softly, trying to convince him
as best I could.

“
Well...” He
waited, as my mouth closed down around him again. “If it’s all
about me, baby, then you gotta give me what I want.”

“
Mmmhmm...” I
agreed, my pussy suddenly on fire, feeling him fuck my mouth with
such ease.

“
Take this off.”
He was pulling at my top, so I slipped it off quickly. He leaned
forward and reached around me, unclasping my bra easily. I felt it
slide off my shoulders, my breasts spilling out into his
hands.

And then just as smoothly,
his cock was sliding up between my breasts as he squeezed them
gently, my mouth still bearing down over the head of his cock as he
kept fucking my tits. Shit, he was huge...

I caught my breath suddenly.
“You like that?” I was so desperate to please him, but at the same
time I was just losing all control, and I could tell he knew
it.

He pulled his shirt up over
his head then. He leaned forward suddenly, his hands running down
over my bare back, gripping the waist of my jeans. “Get
up.”

He always knew exactly what
he wanted, and he was never afraid to tell me. And of course, I
couldn’t resist him – even though I had thought I could call all
the shots, it excited me even more that he never let me.

I stood up slowly, facing
him, and Ben didn’t waste any time, popping open the button of my
fly and pulling down the zipper, exposing the front of my black
lace thong panties. He leaned forward and tugged at the waist of my
panties with his teeth, kissing my tummy so softly.

And then he just smacked my
ass lightly. “Turn around.”

So I did just that, and only
then did I feel his fingers digging in and peeling those tight
jeans down off my giant booty. He did it slowly, tenderly, like he
was savouring every moment of it. God, this man knew how to make me
feel sexy...

“
Hmm...” I heard
him moan softly and then felt his hot, warm mouth and tongue
trailing soft little wet kisses all over my bottom – first one
cheek and then the other and back again, all the while squeezing
and and kneading with those big skilled hands of his.

He pushed me forward until I
was leaning over, bracing myself against the coffee
table.

“
Damn baby.” I
heard him let his breath out, his finger sliding under the thin
string of my thong, from the small of my back all the way down
between my legs, over and over again, making me tremble, teasing me
beyond belief...

“
Fuck, you got a
nice ass. So fuckin’ big too...” He was gripping it again, his lips
and his mouth taking over again, steering closer and closer to that
thin strip of fabric covering what was already so dripping wet for
him.

I sighed softly, giving him
a little booty shake. “Not too much for you, baby?” I teased
him.

“
Stop it.” His
fingers grabbed the string again and tugged up gently and I felt
the fabric slide and rub all over my clit and between the lips of
my wet pussy.

“
Shit. Ben...” I
groaned as he teased the string of my thong with the tip of his
tongue.

I felt his fingers spreading
me open then. His tongue licked me so softly. “This here is just
perfect...” And he started sucking my clit so gently. “So fucking
good...”

I cried out then, unable to
hold back. I always came so hard and fast whenever Ben ate my
pussy, there was just something about him – he knew exactly what to
do. He knew when to just tease me with the tip of his tongue just
the right way – just as he knew when to just dive in and suck my
orgasm out of me like a tornado. Either way, I was always
spinning.

I gasped, trying to catch my
breath; my orgasm sending aftershocks through my body, making me
shake and shudder. “I just don’t fucking get it...” I whispered, as
Ben’s tongue kept licking me so tenderly.

“
What, baby?” Ben
whispered back, his tongue still teasing me.

I raked my fingers through
my hair, my arms and my elbows still desperately trying to support
myself on the coffee table. Then I just groaned all over again as
his mouth latched back onto my clit.

“
I
never had anyone make me come like this,” I admitted then, catching
my breath. “I just don’t know if...I mean...is this how it’s
supposed to be? Because...because...
oh fuck
.” My voice just
trailed off as Ben just kept teasing, licking and sucking me,
making me groan in pleasurable agony.

He pulled away slowly,
chuckling softly at me. “You’re okay, baby,” he assured me, his
fingers taking over for his mouth then. “This exactly how it’s
supposed to be.”

“
Oh.” It was all
I could manage.

“
You never had a
man do what? Eat your pussy?” He leaned in and took another taste.
“Lick you...suck you...make you feel good?” He just wouldn’t let
up...

“
Oh...shit...” I
moaned again. “Not like this,” I admitted. “How you get so good at
that anyway?” I decided to be bold again. Ben was still rubbing me
so tenderly, teasing me with that thong – up and down, over and
over again. “You must have had a lot of practice...”

He sighed softly as he
grabbed my hips and slid his hands down my thighs, pulling me to my
feet. “You think so? I haven’t eat pussy in three years,
baby.”

I turned to face him, a look
of disbelief on my face as Ben just pulled me down onto his lap so
smoothly. “You serious?” I couldn’t believe it. But then I felt him
sliding up inside me and I gasped, wincing at the wonderful sting
of his entry – all that fucking cock he had.

He pulled me close and
kissed my mouth softly, as I felt him push up deep inside me. “I’m
serious,” he said as his lips broke away. “You don’t believe
me?”

He kept rocking me so
slowly...every now and then pushing up a little deeper, a little
harder.

“
I’m just
surprised,” I whispered, gasping with every thrust.

“
Why?” He
squeezed my breasts, leaning in and sucking on my nipple. “I told
you. I’m picky.”