Leia leaves me alone so that I can at least try to fall asleep. And I'm just about to let myself forget about the disastrous encounter with my mother when I hear the door open and then gently closing. My first thought is that Ben came back. My heart speeds up anticipating what he will do next, for sure not to read me a bed time story. I wait for him to approach my side of the bed in the dark, but he goes for the lamp on the night stand and turns it on.
I was so wrong to think it was Ben… It's not him, it's Danny. My first instinct is to move away from him and press my back to the headboard and keep the blanket tight in my arms. It's not like he can see anything, I am still fully clothed, but I require something to protect me more from his prying look. His eyes are hungry and I do not want to find out for what exactly.
"Why are you here, Danny? How the hell did you get in?"
"You seem to forget that I have certain skills."
"No, I just don't want to remember anything about you."
He has his hands on the bed inching up my knees, the blanket doing nothing to hide my figure underneath it.
"You sure you want to do that, sugar? We shared a lot of good moments together."
"I wonder what mother would say if she found out that I was underage and you knew it."
He gets closer to me, one knee on the bed, pulling my feet towards him. Like an executioner looking into his victim's eyes before finishing his job. My stomach recoils from the idea of him trying to do more touching.
"Your mother was very aware of what we were doing. She knew we'll make a great couple in the future."
"A couple she could fully control."
"A couple she could encourage and support."
He likes to have the financial safety my parents offer, but it always comes with a price, always.
"Why are you here?"
"Came to see if you're ok."
"Right. I'm fine, you can go."
The less I see him, the better and easier I can get rid of all the memories I have of him. I was young and inexperienced and he took advantage of me and my family. I enjoyed how he made me feel safe by being there for me whenever I needed it and more. He was the picture perfect boyfriend and I chose to ignore the rumors about him hooking up with other girls. I never cared to dig deeper, afraid of finding out the truth and losing one of the few people that seemed to give a shit about me.
"Oh, and to let you know about the task you have while you're here."
Damn it. We're back to this again. I shut my eyelids and try to push him off me but he doesn't stir.
"You have a photo on your phone of a jewelry you must find."
"Have you seen how big this house is? How should I know where Ben is keeping such a thing?"
"Might be something important for him so go from there."
"Fine, I will try."
He doesn't add anything else but touches m y face with his fingers wavering over my lips. I used to enjoy kissing this man, it was all that was good in my life. All those feelings are long gone though, he did the same thing as my parents, not to search for me, he must've not wanted me back that bad
"Ah, these lips. I still remember our first kiss. Do you, Rey?"
I remember all of my firsts, he took them. I gave them to him.
"No, I don't."
"Maybe I should refresh your memory."
And he replaces his fingers with his lips. I stay still, not moving, not breathing, doing nothing so that he won't think I'm responsive to his kiss.
But before assaulting my lips more, the door opens again.
"Who the fuck are you?"
Ben's voice is like a sword cutting through me. I cannot imagine what he's thinking now seeing Danny almost on top of me with his lips locked on mine.
This time Danny lets me shove him away, but the bastard doesn't bother to move fast. He knows mother's plan about trapping Ben in a relationship, but doesn't seem to care that he's messing with my chances.
"He's leaving."
"Yeah, you bet he's leaving, but not before telling me who he is. I don't appreciate strangers in my house."
Danny moves leisurely until he's standing in front of Ben. God help him, if he touches Ben, I'm jumping from this bed in this damn dress and hit him in the head with the lamp.
Ben is taller and muscular, but I know Danny won't give up without a fight if needed. They stand one in front of the other, measuring each other, finding a weak point where to attack first. It's like watching two lions ready to claim their territory, or their female. Either way, this will not end well if one of them doesn't give up.
"Danny, please just go."
It worked in the past, calming him down, and I am stunned that it still does. He leaves the room, bumping Ben's shoulder as a warning that this is not over.
It's just me and Ben in the room again, but now I'm faced with an angry Ben, there's no trace of the worried one I saw earlier. I can sense his wrath radiating from all of his pores. I'm the reason for this cluster fuck and it's about to get worse.
"I'm sorry, Ben. I really am."
He clenches his fists and exhales like he hasn't breathed in ages.
"For what the fuck are you sorry, Rey? For disappearing into the fucking woods where there are wild animals hungry for a body like yours? Or for kissing a stranger in my fucking house? No, wait, he's no stranger to you. You said his name. Who the fuck is he?"
No sense in lying about this.
"My ex-boyfriend."
"And you thought it would be a great idea to invite him here?"
While almost yelling at me, with each word he gets closer and closer to the bed. I'm not scared of him, he can't physically hurt me.
"He… I didn't invite him."
He's dragging me off the bed with his hands tight around my wrists so fast that I think I'm about to faint. He's there, supporting my weight.
"Why the fuck was he kissing you?"
I can sense his words puffed on my face, he's that close.
Why the hell does he care anyway? He had his chance, well chances…
"And why do you want to know the answer to this question?"
I need to fight back, to get a stronger reaction out of him, maybe this time I'll succeed.
"Is Ben Almighty Solo jealous that he didn't get to do it first tonight?"
He's mad, that I can clearly see by the way he's tightening his hold on me.
"And why would I be jealous, mm? You're nothing."
That hurt. But I'm not giving up on him, I'm pushing my body into his and level his craziness.
"I might be nothing to the rest of the world. But not to you. Fucking admit that I affect you. That you want these lips on yours, on your body."
There are a few seconds when I think I lost the fight, but then… I find myself locked tight in Ben's strong arms, my breasts underneath my dress, pressed to his chest, his arms on my back and his eyes searching mine.
"I told you that you like to play with fire. Are you ready to get burned, baby? Consider this your first and your last, until I decide otherwise."
I don't get a chance to reply back, because Ben Fucking Solo is eating my lips like they are his last meal on this planet. I've never been kissed like this, his lips are worshiping mine in a dance I'm just getting familiar with. I could say that he started with light pecks, to check my reaction, but no. This is not Ben. When he wants something he goes straight for that thing. His tongue is licking my lower lip, moving to my upper one and then probing between them for access. And I give it to him, opening my mouth and welcoming his invasion, I am his to conquer.
I let my hands play for a while in his hair, it's not short, but not long, it stops just below his ears, and it always looks like he spent a lot of time arranging it to be perfect. He gives me only a few moments to catch my breath when he takes off his suit jacket, I can't form any coherent thoughts so I do the only thing that seems right, reach for the zipper of my dress and pull it down.
Ben stops when he sees what I'm doing and watches how my dress unveils my skin inch by inch. His eyes grow darker, I've seen them like this the other times, but now it's different, because he's also licking his lips like he's accepting that nobody is saying no now.
I've got nothing underneath my dress except only a pair of lace panties.
"Fuck."
It's his reaction. He just stands there, his eyes travelling along my body, telling me the story of what he could do to me. I can feel my nipples growing extra sensitive, I'm in desperate need of somebody to rub the pain away. The pressure building between my legs is increasing by the minute. I rub my legs a little to release some of it.
"Stop that."
"What?'
"Doing what I'll do to you. You'll come because of me."
"What are you waiting for? Make me come, Ben."
Cupping one of my breasts, he whispers in my ear.
"Undress me. Now, Rey. I'm not a patient man anymore."
I start unbuttoning his shirt, more like trying to concentrate on it while his hands are roaming down my back and stopping to explore the shape of my ass, massaging it while doing it.
A slight sting on my right cheek makes me moan in surprise.
"Did you just spank me?"
"You stopped undressing me. Focus!"
I hurry up with the shirt letting it land in a heap on the floor. This man is like marble carved by the most skillful artists. His skin still looks pale in the little light we have in the room, but it just makes him look more surreal. My fingers are buzzing from the touch of his skin. I'll have time to explore later, I promise myself. I revert to unbuckling his belt and then slowly unzip his pants. I can't resist and palm him through his boxer briefs. He lets his head fall on my shoulders and bites my skin there.
"If you continue to tease my like this, I will take you unceremoniously on the floor until you'll have the carped imprinted all over your skin."
That doesn't sound that bad. I attempt a move up and down to feel his full hardness. He's big, bigger than my hand.
"Get on the bed."
He whisper yells in my ear after spanking me one more time. I give up on touching him and back down until my feet are pressing into the mattress. I sit down, if I lie down I will not see him finishing undressing/.
"I told you that we'll settle this later, you know, when we got interrupted. That's for you to remember, I always keep my promises."
The pants are off and now I can see him standing tall in only his boxers, that do very little to hide his size. He's large everywhere, he has strong thighs that I felt when I wrapped my legs around him in my bathroom. I can easily distinguish his biceps and triceps, and, God, his forearms showing veins pumping his blood.
"Like what you're seeing?"
So full of himself.
"I don't know. Let's see."
I raise one leg on the bed and let my fingers descend down my abdomen until they're touching me through my panties.
"Do YOU like what you're seeing?"
He's also touching himself through the boxers. And this view of such a powerful man rendered speechless by the show I'm putting on for him… Makes my inner muscles call for him to fill them up.
He advances and once he's a breath away from me, he captures my lips in a devouring kiss, a clash of tongues mimicking how his skin will slide on mine.
He drops to his knees and replaces my fingers with his.
"Oh… my… Ben…"
"So wet for me. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
I don't know if I can form full phrases, maybe just words.
"There… touch me there."
And he does, up and down and in small circles, putting pressure on my clit and making me arch my back and push my body closer to his fingers.
"And now? Do you want more?"
Ben being talkative in these moments makes my skin hum and open up for his touches.
"Kiss me."
"Mhm, where do you want me to kiss you? You have to be very specific, baby."
"Down there, kiss me where you're fingers are."
His hot mouth covers the material of my panties and presses his lips into a kiss.
"Take my panties off."
That extra layer between us is killing me. He stops and looks at me between his long lashes.
"You'll have to ask me nicer."
"Please, please, take them off."
Since when do I beg? I don't know who I am right now, but I really don't care. I want this man standing on his knees in front of e, looking like he's about to do anything I ask him to.
He slowly removes my panties and stops when they are around my knees. The cold air hits all of my scorching hot places and breaks my skin into goosebumps. He's staring at what he uncovered and that makes me feel exposed. My legs by instinct move to hide me. But he's faster and stops me with his hands.
"Don't hide from me. I want to see all of you."
My panties are gone and my legs kept spread wide by his hands. I am watching him getting closer to my core and blowing hot air all over it.
"Ben."
"Yeah, baby."
"I…"
"I know, just sit back. I got you."
His tongue does some magic tricks that make me fist the blanket I'm on and use it to hold on tight. I need more of him and it's like he can sense it, adding one finger to his ministrations.
"I want you to come on my tongue, Rey. Can you do that for me?"
His words vibrating on my clit take me over the edge, the orgasm starting from my core spreading all over my body, numbing my legs, my arms. His name forms on my lips like a sweet song I can't seem to stop singing. I fall back on the bed, getting my breath back, when I feel him over me. He managed to move us completely on the bed and I haven't even realized when. He's holding his weight in his hands on my side, tracing kisses from my neck up my ear, on my jawline, around my lips, teasing me and giving me time to recover my energy.
"You're driving me crazy. Your body is killing all my self control."
His words empower me to switch our position, as I move on top of him.
"Rey, you don't have to… We don't have to… I found you in the woods earlier barely breathing."
"Stop treating me like I'm made of glass about to shatter any minute. I want you, if you haven't noticed all of my signals by now."
I'm rolling my hips in a slow motion and notice how he's looking directly to where our bodies are touching. There's only one thing keeping us to be skin on skin, and I'm about to solve this last issue. I move to his side on the bed and peel his boxers off.
"Rey."
He stops me from touching him.
"There's no going back if you do that."
I fix him with my eyes and release my hands from his hold.
" Who said I want to go back?"
He must be surprised by the abrupt view of my lips around him, because he groans so loud, I can only pray that we're far away from Leia's room or anybody living in this house. After a few moments of my lips familiarizing with his length, he pulls me up.
"I won't last long if you do that. Later, we'll have time later."
He moves further on the bed, in a sitting position, his back leaning on the headboard and positioning me on top of him. Ah, this, right here, is so good, he's so close to me and I can touch him, I can kiss him and he has access to me however he wants.
He catches my chin with his fingers, so that I am paying attention to what he's about to say.
"I'm going to ask you one more time, are you sure?"
Instead of answering, I kiss him deep and long until I feel him twitching under me.
"Condom?"
"Nightstand."
I eye him curiously.
"Who's room is this, Ben?"
"Mine."
"Of course you brought me to your room. We'll talk about that later."
I reach blindly for a condom and after a few attempts, manage to retrieve one from the nightstand. He takes it from my hand and puts it on while capturing me into another kiss meant to make me forget my name.
I get up so that I can position him at my entrance and then let myself go down bit by bit. It's been a long time since I had sex last time and then Ben is not your average size guy, so I have to adjust to the intrusion.
"Fuck, Rey… Don't… just give me a second. Don't move."
He has his eyes closed and he is trying to control his breath. It's too much for the both of us. I never expected it to feel this good.
Once he has a grip on his control or so it looks like it, he puts his hands on my hips and starts to move me, up and down, inch by inch he goes further in and it's just amazing. I take over the movements and guide his hands on my breasts.
Our kisses become more chaotic, his moans completing mine, and I know we're both close, so close. He lets go of one of my breasts and pinches my clit with his fingers.
My second out of this world experience makes me scream in the silence of the night, followed immediately by his grunts. Him pulsing inside of me makes me climax one more time. And this would be a first for me, a first Ben gifted me.
I lean my head on his shoulder and my body on his, we're both slick and burning.
"That was… I have no words."
"It was clearly better than my fantasies."
"Ben Solo, you surprise me. You had fantasies about me?"
"There were a few times."
"Care to share?"
"How about I promise that I will show them to you?"
"Right now? I don't think I am able to move for a week."
He laughs underneath me.
"When the opportunity arises, of course not now. Come on, let's get you and me clean and we'll take it fro there."
"I told you I can't move, haven't you listened?"
This carrying thing might become one of my favorite pass times. After we're all cleaned up, we lay together in bed, facing each other. He arranges a rebel strand of my hair and gently kisses my lips. Don't think it through, Rey, it's just a kiss.
"Good night, Rey."
"You're sleeping here?"
"Would you like me to go?"
"No no, it's fine. Goodnight, Ben."
My sex induced good mood takes me quickly in the land of dreams where Ben is waiting to tell me all about his fantasies.
I wake up startled by a large warm hand being draped over my chest, cutting off my air supply. For a second, I'm confused, not understanding where I am and who's in bed with me. Memories slip one by one of what happened earlier, images of Ben and me tangled up lingering in my mind. My body hurts when I try to move, so I'm careful when I remove myself from under Ben's hand.
I get up from the bed and search for my phone. Danny said something about a photo and I mustn't let Ben see it.
A beautiful piece of jewelry sitting on a velvet pouch is what I should be looking for. And maybe now would be the perfect time to do it seeing that Ben is still asleep.
I put on his shirt, button it up just enough to cover my essentials, in case I meet anybody on my search. I'm out in the hallway after checking that Ben hasn't moved while I got dressed.
I should be searching for his office, although I highly doubt that he'd be keeping something that precious out in the open. But at least I have to try, even if my insides are torn to pieces for doing this to him. I can't help the feelings I have for him. I want to deny them and never voice them, but I am well aware that they are burning holes in my well guarded heart. He might not feel the same, sex can be just sex after all, but it doesn't make it any better. How could it? I am betraying his trust and more so if I steal the the piece of jewelry from him.
At the end of the hallway I find the room he dragged me in at the party. Maybe this is it. The door opens silently and my phone flashlight shows me the view I expected and hoped for, it is indeed his home office. Searching through drawers was never my thing. I once saw my dad put a gun in one so I stayed away from any of them at home. There's nothing similar to a velvet pouch or a jewelry box in any of Ben's drawers, and that calms me down, I get one extra day to not do him wrong.
I'm about to move on to a glass case that holds a few books and small art pieces when the door opens and Ben's silhouette lingers in the entrance.
"What are you doing here, Rey?"