Stony Creek Hero [Stony Creek 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) (26 page)

“Oh, Ben. I do love you. I love you so much it hurts my heart. Please make my pain go away,” she implored him.

On her entreaty, Ben began to pump within her warm channel, inch by inch, allowing them both to prolong the sensations of pure bliss as their bodies sensuously moved against each other. Moving their conjoined bodies in a synchronous motion, they appeared intoxicated by the moment as they both strove to express not only their mutual passion but the love that they felt for one another. He could feel her tremble with the same bolts of absolute rapture that were coursing within his body. His groin felt like it was on fire as he changed his rhythm to pump aggressively into her pussy with his need to now bring her to release. He felt her body suddenly tense as her wail of ecstasy rang erotically in his ears, filling him with a carnal sense of satisfaction that he alone could do this to her. Her vaginal muscles were clenching almost unbearably on his cock as her head fell back against him in her release.

“My Lizzie,” he said, placing gentle, soothing kisses along her face and damp neck, cuddling her deep within his embrace. The sounds of their combined sighs and ragged breathing bathed the room in a tender sense of serenity.

Ben felt himself pulse within her now-dripping core as she clenched down one last time from her orgasm. He wanted to freeze this moment forever in his mind of her enfolded within his embrace, all soft and pliant from his lovemaking. This was not a fuck, as he now knew how different it felt. She was going to be his forever. The need to take her suddenly surged a darker intent through his body as he held her to him while leaning up on his knees. Using his strong arms, he gently laid her facedown on the bed, both of them moaning at the sensation of him sliding his throbbing cock out of her sensitive channel. He reached over into his jeans and pulled out a small tube of lube that he needed in order to make it easier when he took her, in another one of his kinks, one that he needed in order to feel like she was really his and his alone.

With tender, loving strokes he spread the cool lubricant over her rosette, taking care to slowly dip one finger at a time into her tight back channel. Lizzie began to lift her hips up into his increasingly intimate caress as he now inserted two fingers all the way in and out, using a sensuous slide while allowing them to press along the virgin walls.

“Yes, Ben, mmm,” Lizzie offered him as encouragement, probably knowing as she always did that this was what he needed.

He took a moment to memorize how she looked with her shoulders down and curvaceous ass pressed up. The vision was making him shake with the need to get inside her tightness. He knew that he wouldn’t last long, having had to be patient until he was sure she could take him without pain. He moved his legs so he lay down on her back with his weight held off by his bent elbows. Ben pressed his lips tenderly to the back of her neck as his eager cock pushed against her tight outer ring with a light thrust of his hips. He heard her gasp and then sigh as the thick head of his cock began to press in.

“Ssh, baby, I will be so gentle. Let me in, Lizzie, so I can take us to a place where nothing else exists but you and me, together.”

He felt her relax and slightly push back as his throbbing erection slid into her snug passage. It was warm, slippery, and silky but in a different manner of sensation than that of her pussy. He needed this and felt a surge of raw hunger flood through his body. He reveled in his complete possession of her body and felt a carnal sense of ownership over Lizzie. Shifting his hips, Ben began to thrust all the way in until his sac slapped against her lower lips only to follow with an almost complete retreat with the head being the only bit to remain in her body.

Lizzie began to pant and moan in her ecstasy as he plunged over and over into her tight forbidden channel.

“Mine, baby, you are so fucking mine now. Let go, Lizzie, I have got you.” Ben harshly breathed against her ear.

With a strong tug, he wrapped both his hands around her waist and again pulled them both back up to a sitting position. In the mirror over her dresser they had an unobstructed view of her sitting erotically on his knees with him buried completely to the hilt within her pliant body.

“Fucking hell,” Ben said what they both felt as they looked upon the image. He licked his tongue up her neck to bite softly just below her ear. One hand slid down to pleasure her clit again in sure strokes as he now began to pummel her ass with determined strokes of his cock.

“Ben! Oh please!” Lizzie screamed as her body went into spasms at the pleasure that must be coursing through her. Her ecstasy triggered his own violent release as he crushed her body to him while his cock felt like it exploded with electrically raw pleasure. Jettisons of cum pulsed out endlessly into her as he, too, roared out as the most consuming bliss enveloped his body, forcing him to shudder.

He held her against his sweaty chest, trying to gentle the ragged pull of his breathing.

Feeling a primal level of pure male satisfaction, the kind that he had never experienced, he leaned down to kiss her beautiful face.

“Lizzie, baby, are you okay?” he asked her gently.

Lizzie lay there spent within the shelter of his comforting embrace, trying to process the pleasure that this man had just bestowed upon her. She felt light-headed and weak from the orgasms that he had forced on her body that melted not only her mind but her heart as well. He loved her. He had just demonstrated it in the last day with every action and word that her hunky cowboy could conjure up. He paid and fixed her roof, he confessed his love, and just demonstrated it in manner that Lizzie could only have dreamt existed. She didn’t want to play stupid games with her heart or his. The decision was hers. He left himself vulnerable and she wasn’t going to waste another second of their lives being insecure or foolish.

“Oh, Ben, I have never felt this
right
in my whole life. That was the most incredible experience I have ever had. Thank you for loving me. I feel like I have loved you forever,” she whispered back to his smiling face.

She felt so secure in his arms as he gently laid them both down on their sides with him still curled behind her back lovingly. Sleep was drawing them both down into its depths from the sheer level of satisfaction they had both received but just as she was drifting off, she heard him.

“I love you, too, baby. I promise to love you forever.”

Lizzie was practically glowing as she skipped around the crowded dining room of the café on Monday during the lunch rush. Rush? Well, she thought sheepishly, it is only Stony Creek. Being the focus of several sets of very amused eyes, Lizzie was completely unaware of everyone else’s interest in her happiness. In addition to her friends and neighbors, there were three sets of male eyes inspecting her with curiosity. They sat at a table by the back wall with two of them just looking in her direction, whispering things to the third man who was writing something down. There was something about them and the manner in which they observed her that caused a sense of unease. Deciding to ignore them, Lizzie hummed to herself as she assisted Mimi in serving.

“You are certainly in all a flutter this afternoon, Ms. Carmichael,” Maddy drawled out in good humor to her friend. Billie’s appetite had returned today, with enthusiasm, if the sheer number or plates in front of her were any indication. Lizzie and Mimi had set out plates of sausages, pancakes, fresh fruit, and oatmeal for the ravenous new mommy.

“Careful, Maddy, or Billie might bite off your fingers if they get any syrup on them!” Mimi laughed out in warning.

“Hey!” Billie mumbled with her mouth full.

“Let her eat whatever she wants. She is going to bring us a beautiful, sweet little baby soon!” Lizzie cooed at Billie’s completely flat stomach.

“Oh yeah. Um, Vera! You win the bet,” Mimi called to the kitchen.

Vera strolled out into the dining room and looked Lizzie up and down with a knowing smirk on her face.

“What bet? What is so funny, you two?” Lizzie asked now wary of her two dear friends.

“Well, you were late this morning and now you are practically giving a stellar performance of the Swan Lake ballet, so I bet Mimi that you got more than a roof raising last night. In fact, I would go out on a limb and say that hitch in your walk has nothing to do with the twisted-ankle story you made up at all. Whatcha ladies think? Am I right?” Vera crowed out to the ladies eating.”

Lizzie was turning something like fifty shades of red now at Vera’s declaration that had those new men smiling indulgently. She was going to secretly plot out how to shove a cork in her mouth and up her butt.

“Amen, sister,” Beth called from the doorway as she came in with all three of her brothers, Gabe, Preston, and Joe.

Lizzie swung around to the traitor. “Beth!”

“What? When she is right, she is right. I’ll have a cheese omelet please.” Beth laughed out, trying to ignore Lizzie’s indignation.

Gabe and Preston sauntered over to Lizzie, each draping a meaty arm over her shoulders in comfort. Gabe leaned down and whispered in her ear, “We believe you, Lizzie, baby. Let us comfort you from that big, bad old Vera.” Preston just looked at her with a very naughty grin, reinforcing his brother’s opinion.

Now that Ben had her, the Prestons were expressing interest? What was it with Ben anyway? Was he an aphrodisiac to both the male and female populace? Sheesh! Even though these two men and their brother Joe were delicious specimens of male flesh, there was only one man who made her melt. Unfortunately, he chose that very moment to come through her doors.

Ben was scaring the customers who knew him with the huge smile on his face as he saw Lizzie. The air in the room became heavy as everyone was afraid that he had lost his mind because he was never known to smile. The world began to make sense again when he suddenly looked deadly calm and mad. Really mad.

“She is not your baby and both of you orangutans had better get your hands off my woman in two seconds or they will be sent to the organ donation program,” Ben said in a loud and menacing manner.

Both the Saunders brothers started to laugh heartedly as they removed their arms from Lizzie but not before Joe snuck in and planted a sweet kiss on Lizzie’s unsuspecting cheek.

“That was because you are beautiful today, Lizzie, and I love to rile up the other wild animals,” Joe proudly stated for all to hear.

“Save us a dance on Friday at The Gas Pump, Lizzie!” Preston yelled out before he sat down with his siblings.

Lizzie just stood there with Mimi and Vera, both looking very proud of themselves with their arms crossed and huge smiles over their faces. Lizzie just raised an eyebrow at them and walked away to calm her poor, now-peeved, big man.

“Hello, honey. Would you like some lunch?” she said with a salacious gleam in her eyes as she pulled him down to give him kiss on the lips.

The look he gave her made her shiver with its promise that it wasn’t her food that he wanted. Well, at least she knew for sure how to calm her savage beast.

“So what is our restaurant serving as specials in here today? I am feeling the beef personally!” Ben clapped his hands together as though planning out his favorites.

Lizzie rolled her eyes in an obvious display of annoyance.

“The whole premise of the expression ‘silent partner,’ Ben, is to actually be silent, you know,” Lizzie tried to explain patiently.

Giving her a wicked grin, he allowed his gaze to run over her curves, pausing on the hardening peaks poking through the soft material of her blouse.

“That’s fine with me, baby. You are the face of this operation. I can think of better things to do with my mouth anyway,” Ben whispered huskily in her ear, allowing his lips to touch.

Lizzie felt shivers and returned his smile. For once, she had to agree with him completely.

* * * *

Ben watched Lizzie from his comfortable seat in her living room as she came out to model her new outfit for the date night with everyone at The Gas Pump. His eyes almost fell out of his head, causing him to jump up while she did a little twirl to show off her new clothes. She looked like sin on a stick with her long, slim legs perched on the sexiest wrap black heels that wound around her ankles. No problem there, he thought with a wry grin as they would be wrapped around his waist later. The sexy skirt, too, was okay as he loved how both the slits in the silky midnight-blue material showed her upper thighs just enough so that he could rub them with any encumbrance. He would be close enough to her all night to ensure that none of the other morons in the town would be able to look much or touch without getting their faces smash in. Nope, it was her top that had him needing Billie’s defibrillator.

“Whatever gave you the idea that top was going to be appropriate to wear in anyone else’s presence but my own?” He couldn’t help but yell at her as he took in the display of mouthwatering breasts that were being revealed by the plunging neckline of the satin blue material.

“Not what but who, Ben, and it was your mother and Billie, thank you very much!” Lizzie said back, uncaring of his lack of enthusiasm.

“My mother?” Ben choked. “She either needs her glasses adjusted or is getting senile. I will make sure I talk to my father, but Billie, baby, not possible. Jackson would freak if he saw her in this.”

“Well, then prepare to get your freak on, sir, as she got a matching shirt in dark-gray silk!” Lizzie said rather confidently.