Free DivineWeekend by Francesca St. Claire

on the step and watched him zip up his pants and
walk to the kitchen to dispose of his condom, cupping his dick in one hand and
holding his pants up with the other. She giggled.
    He glanced over his shoulder and dark, brown eyes stared
back at her. Time froze momentarily while love burst from her chest. God, she
loved him so much. She closed her eyes for a second, soaking in every tingling
sensation rushing through her body. When she opened her eyes again Ben was
back, leaning over her, grinning.
    “How about trying the bed next?”
    She folded her arms around his neck. “My thoughts exactly.”
    He covered her mouth with a very long and sweet kiss that
melted her from head to toe and everywhere in between.
    “I’m sorry for being such an ass.”
    He gave her a crooked smile. “Oh but you’re such a cute ass
I can’t help but forgive you,” he said, punctuating his words with a caress to
the body part in question.
    She laughed, happy beyond belief, and pressed herself
tighter against him. They walked slowly up the stairs, arms around each other’s
waists, stopping only for another long, gentle kiss at the top of the stairs.
Then he hoisted her up, her breasts pressed against his muscular chest, her
arms encircling his broad shoulders as he held her.
    She could have stayed in this manner forever—deliciously
aroused and insanely happy, kissing him until her lips became numb—but she
wanted more. She wanted all of him. Again. Bursting with love, she kissed the
corner of his mouth, and trailing her lips along his soft, bearded face, she
showered his eyelids with tiny kisses. My God, is it possible to love
someone this much? Yes! Oh yes! She wouldn’t have thought so a couple
months back, but now…
    “I love you, Julia.” The intensity of his gaze, the warmth
of his touch and the softness of his voice sent waves of heat rippling through
her body. Shuddering, she tightened her hold on him, and closing her eyes, she
pressed her cheek to his.
    “I love you too, Ben, so very much!”
    He gave Julia a tight squeeze as he sat on the edge of the
bed with her still twined around him like a vine around a tree limb. He pulled
her back a little, locking eyes with her, then kissed her ever so gently. She
sighed deeply, taking it all in—the softness of his lips, his wonderful smell
and the aphrodisiac power of his touch as his hands moved up and down her back
with slow, steady strokes that set all her nerve endings aflame.
    Ben had beautiful, capable hands and he sure knew what to do
with them, drawing an immediate and passionate response from her every time he
touched her. Toying with the hair tumbling down her back, he tugged it until
she opened her eyes again. “You’re so beautiful,” he said in wonder, love
oozing from him. “You had me dreaming of you from the moment I saw you.” The
emotion in his voice, more than the words, melted her insides, making her love
him even more.
    “Make love to me, Ben.”
    His dark, gorgeous eyes widened, and his nostrils flared up
as he leaned in. “I am,” he murmured, kissing her as he tumbled back on the
bed, taking her with him as they landed on their sides. Untangling herself, she
pushed his trousers and underwear down his hips and legs and swiftly straddled
his naked body. The sight of his broad chest covered with silky, dark hair that
hid small, brown nipples worked as a magnet, attracting her gaze. She lowered
her head and ran her tongue up one, then the other of his puckered nipples.
With a growl, he fastened his lips on hers and invaded her mouth with his tongue,
his cock pulsing under her wet pussy.
    “I love it when you do that,” he rasped, shoving his fingers
through her hair. Cupping her head, he took her mouth and kissed her deeply,
sucking on her tongue until she all but came. “I can’t get enough of these luscious
lips of yours,” he said, chuckling. “I can’t get enough of you, period!”
    This was music to her ears. A shudder of desire ran through
her