Page 32 of Always Beth
‘Beth, we don’t need any more drink. I would like to remember this, I especially would like you to remember this.’
‘But why? You don’t even like me.’
‘When did I say that?’
I screw my face up in thought, when did he say that?
‘If anything, Beth, I’d say it was you who doesn’t like me, but I promise you, after tonight, you will.’
* * *
My hand feels tiny wrapped in his, everything about him is gargantuan compared to little old me. Oh god, I’m not prepared for this. I haven’t had sex since I can’t even remember, and something tells me my pathetic excuse for a vibrator won’t compare. As we stand side by side in front of my bedroom door, he waits patiently. He may have irritated the hell out of me since we met but he’s never not been a gentleman and now is no exception.
‘Are you going to invite me in?’ he murmurs into my hair as he runs the back of his fingers along my neck.
Jesus, I hope I tidied.I step into the room, and he slips in close behind me, pulling me to his body.
‘Christ, who sleeps in here? Thumbelina?’ He glances around the room and I bite my lip in embarrassment. ‘This bed is like a matchbox. I think the kitchen was a better option.’
‘Sorry if it’s not up to your exacting standards, but it’s my cottage, my bed and—’
His lips crash on to mine and I immediately lose my train of thought. He’s stolen the words from my mouth and all I know is his kiss. Just the right amount of pressure, the right amount of tongue, the right amount of everything. Oh god, everything he said was true – I’m frustrated, wound tighter than a spring, craving the touch of a man to show me I’m wanted. As his hand dips below the waistband of my shorts, I know he’s about to find out how much I want this and I’ll never live this down.Oh God.
‘Beth…’ His stare connects firmly with my own as his fingers slide softly through the wetness between my legs. ‘You really want this, don’t you?’
My jaw drops and I nod urgently as I grind myself against him for more friction.
‘Really fucking want it,’ he rasps.
In one smooth motion he lifts me, I fall back onto my matchbox bed, and he drops to his knees in front of me.
Wait. What? No. Oh no, no, no.
‘James, what are you doing?’ He removes my shorts, taking my underwear with them. Tipping my head back, I search the ceiling for answers. Did I shave? Oh hell, I can’t even deal with this.
The warmth of his breath against me moves the intimacy between us up a gear. ‘Mmmm. So smooth. At least it’s just your personality that’s prickly then.’
I throw my arm across my face to hide my ear-to-ear grin. He’s an idiot. As I breathe deeply, my body relaxes as he pushes my legs gently apart. ‘Say yes, Beth.’
‘What?’ I peer down at him and he greets me with a wicked smile.
‘Just say yes…and I’ll give you everything you need.’
This is too hot. He’s too hot. ‘How do you know what I need?’
‘Beth…’ he warns.
‘Yes.’
He swipes upwards through my flesh and moans against me, sending vibrations through my body. As his large tongue leaves no part of me untouched, the sound of his lips devouring me, echoes through the room. I haven’t been this wet in forever and with every swipe of his tongue across my clitoris, he reminds me why this sensation is everything. I can’t believe I’ve willingly run from him at every given opportunity, when I could have had him nestled sweetly between my thighs, worshipping my sex this whole time. As I thrust my hips up to meet every swirl of his tongue, his hand moves from the firm grasp he has on my thigh.
He thrusts one finger deep inside me and I buck against him wildly. He’s so right, he knows exactly what I need. He adds a second upon his next thrust and I almost lose it. His thick fingers are filling me in ways I haven’t experienced before, and if this is anything to go by, his cock is going to floor me. Literally.
‘Let go, Beth,’ he murmurs against me, before one final flick of his tongue sends me into meltdown. He holds me gently but firmly, whilst I ride the rest of my orgasm out against his lips. I can’t quite believe how euphoric I’m feeling.
As I open my eyes, I find him hovering above me and he swipes his tongue across his lips and smiles. ‘I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did?’
I graze his cheeks with my hands and rearrange his messed-up hair ‘It was okay I suppose.’
