“Matt, I’ll be good.” Did I really believe that?
“You still have a long way to go and I…Christ, Georgia I know you think I’m worried about Ben but I gotta tell you that it’s not Ben that I’m concerned about.. Ben’s a big boy and unlike some of the other guys you’ve screwed around with, he’s got brains. He’s the real deal. Ben Lancaster is headed for the top and I just don’t want to see you hurt.”
I didn’t need Matt to say anymore because it was pretty obvious that he, too, thought there was no room for a girl like me in Ben Lancaster’s world.
My bubble instantly deflated because sadly, it was already too late. I was already in way too deep with a guy who was riding that shooting star, the one that had no room for me.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, Matt. I’m sorry I worried you.”
“I love you, G.”
“I know,” I whispered. “I love you too.”
I’m not sure how long I stood in the dark, staring out at nothing but I was surprised when two strong arms slipped around me from behind, pulling me back against a warm, rock hard body.
“Hey,” Ben murmured against my neck.
Shivers rolled over me and I closed my eyes, shaky, confused and—as his mouth kissed a path along my neck up to behind my ear—horny as hell and already damp for him.
“What are you doing out here?”
I smiled when he nipped at my ear, his hands dropping to my hips holding me still while his erection ground against me.
“I was hungry.”
“Did you eat?”
His tongue licked the edge of my earlobe and then traced the inside contours as I trembled in his arms. How could he do this to me? How was I already weak with need?
How was I not hungry anymore?
“Because I’m hungry.” He continued his assault, his hands now underneath my T-shirt, rolling over my skin until his fingers were between my legs. Until he was inside me.
“But not for food.”
“Ben,” I said hoarsely, my mind already blind to everything except him. I groaned as he began to stroke me, while his tongue continued to do wild and crazy things to my earlobe.
“Let’s go back to bed and I promise I’ll make you the biggest, baddest breakfast in the morning…or later, I don’t care. I just need you again.” His whispers were feverish, his touch on fire. “‘I need you right now, Georgia.”
God, the way he said my name.
He lifted me without another word and I forgot about food. I forgot about Matt. I forgot everything except Ben’s mouth, his hands and his body.
He took me to places I’d only read about in those romance novels my mom used to read. Places I had never thought were real, because in my reality that kind of perfection was fake. It was unattainable. It had never been real until now.
I let him take me there more than once, and this time when we fell asleep together, we stayed that way until the sun came up.
Chapter Nineteen
Ben
I watched Georgia eat and though it sounds stupid and lame, man, I could watch that girl do nothing and be perfectly happy doing it.
Her long hair was really tangled and wild looking, but I liked it. I liked that my hands had snaked through those waves and had sculpted them while I’d been inside her.
Just thinking of everything we’d done the night before was enough to get me hard and I shifted in my seat, adjusting an already thickening erection as I watched her eat.
She had no makeup on and looked almost vulnerable as she sipped her coffee, her eyes on the yard, her body curled up in my T-shirt. We were on the deck out back having a big ass breakfast—I don’t mean to boast but I’m pretty much the king of eggs and bacon—and it was almost nine.
Time for me to ask the big question. Time for me to take this girl on a date.
“So, Peaches.”
She glanced my way, her eyes automatically moving down my bare chest, going lower to the large bulge in my boxers. Which, at least were black this morning—not that the color hid much.
When her eyes met mine again, my gut tightened and my heart sped up. A smile widened that sexy-as-hell mouth and I found myself answering with the same. How could I not? The girl was everything I had ever fantasized about and more….more because she was real. And she’d spent the night with me.