Embracing Today, a firefighter romance: (The Trading Yesterday Series, #3) - Kahlen Aymes (old books to read .TXT) 📗

the next few minutes as we made-out against the wall. Ben had turned so it was his back against the rough wood as we got lost in a torrent of passion; kissing and petting that couldn’t culminate in making love. Without the fire, there were too many bugs to contend with and we both knew that, as hosts, we couldn’t leave the party for too long.

Now, we were spooning, my head resting on his arm and his other wrapped around me. My fingers traced a light pattern on his strong forearm as we lay together in silence.

I was content just to lay with him to be in his arms, knowing he was mine. I’d never felt like this with Carter. I finally trusted that God would watch over Ben whenever he was out fighting an occasional fire. The ranch was the compromise, and I felt sure that my Uncle Leonard had been whispering in God’s ear to create a plan that would keep me happy and keep Ben safe.

“What are you thinking about?” Ben’s sultry voice whispered in my ear.

I smiled and placed my arm down to cover his. “Oh, just happy. You’re my prince.”

I could feel Ben’s smile against the skin of my neck and his warm breath washed over my skin when he spoke. “You’re spending too much time with Remi.”

I shook my head. He didn’t know how perfect he was. “You are. You take care of me in so many ways. Everything I could ever want in a man.”

He paused for a split second. “It’s mutual, Marin. I don’t think I’d survive without you, now.”

His words filled me with love and pride that he could want me this much. “You’re not gonna start slobbering on me now, are you?” I teased to keep myself from tearing up.

Ben chuckled, sliding one thigh between both of mine and pressing into me. “Try and stop me,” he murmured. His arm tightened and pulled me tighter back against him as he began a slow seduction that began with delicious and languid open mouth kisses along the back of my neck. I could feel he was already aroused. His mouth worked magic that caused goosebumps over every inch of my skin and began the familiar ache down low in my belly that only he could command.

My breath left me, and I arched back against him as his hand cupped the fullness of my left breast. He tweaked the nipple softly tugging and rolling it between his thumb and index finger. “Uhhh,” I sighed as his other hand reached down into my leggings to the part of me that was craving his touch. His fingers slid down to part the slick flesh and begin to play. His breathing started to increase as his hips pressed forward in rhythm with his kisses and the delight his touch was creating. “Mmmm, Ben,” I moaned softly.

“Shhh, we have to be quiet. This will only work if we are absolutely silent,” Ben whispered. He began to push down the black leggings I wore and finished the job with his foot, and I kicked one leg free of them. He pushed down his sweats just far enough and moved until he was on top of me, using his elbows to take most of his weight. My knees lifted and my hips arched toward his of their own violation, knowing what delights awaited. I could feel his erection hard and strong, probing between my legs. He found my entrance and pushed inside. I sucked in my breath as my body expanded to except the fullness of his. I bit my lip. It felt amazing, but the entire air-filled structure moved with us.

“Fuck,” Ben whispered. “I didn’t really think this through.”

I used my vaginal muscles and squeezed around him, not wanting him to pull out.

“God, Marin.” Ben moaned softly, but in the silence of the night it was loud. I squeezed again and he dropped his head into my neck, pulling out then pushing back in.

“Now who’s being loud?”

His hands cupped the side of my head and he raised his to look down into my face. “You have no idea how badly I want to go at it right now. Like wild and crazy,” Ben whispered, trying to move his hips without making the bouncy house rock and roll. “But we might literally be caught with our pants down.”

I bit my lip, trying hard not to burst into a giggle and my arms tightened around him as I buried my face into his chest. I swallowed to stop myself.

“We can do this. Just go slow and if they wake up, we’re under covers,” he whispered in my ear.

My answer was to squeeze around him and arch my hips toward his. His mouth settled on mine as his body began to thrust ever so slowly into me. We began a gentle push and pull, the squeeze of my muscles every time he thrust forward, was getting both of us closer. My fingers curled into his shoulders and he hoisted my left knee higher by hooking it over his right arm. The position allowed deeper penetration, and harder pressure where I needed it.

Our kisses grew deeper and more impassioned as we moved together, our tongues laving and worshiping each other’s. He tasted and felt so good, I never wanted it to end. Our breathing increased in speed and got shallower, but somehow, we kept from bouncing up and down, and thankfully our movements only caused a gentle sway of the balloon-like structure. I sucked his tongue inside my mouth then his top lip, then his mouth moved up my cheek to my temple and he pressed a kiss there.

“Do you know how much I love you?” The words were so softly spoken, I barely heard.

“I hope as much as I love you,” was my answer.

I could feel myself getting close and I pressed a hand beneath his sweats to close around his hard butt. I pressed him closer, my heel hooking around