Ben drove them to the girl’s favorite restaurant, and they enjoyed a peaceful meal. He was in heaven as no one approached them, aside from the waitress who seemed too busy to recognize him. It was just a happy lunch with Ashley’s family. He felt himself relaxing in public, and he couldn’t recall the last time he’d felt that. He smiled at Ashley, and she beamed a joyful smile in return. Liliya and Tatiana were sitting at the counter, keeping an eye out so he could let himself just be in the moment. The Sergeant remained at home. He’d thank her later.
After they finished up, Ben drove them back to the neighborhood, and his security detail peeled off at the entrance. Ben continued to park in his driveway. The girls knew the score, so they ran up the stairs to his front door, where Tina let them inside. She waved to Ben and Ashley, whose face turned crimson as she knew Tina was aware of their afternoon plans.
Once they’d waved in return, Ben and Ashley walked back to her house, and she let them inside.
“Kitchen!” Ashley said with a slight squeak in her voice.
He smiled and took off his shirt, pants, and socks to sit in his boxers on a chair he pulled out. When Ashley returned with her hair cutting kit to see him like this, she made another squeak of surprise.
“I don’t want my clothes to get covered in cut hair. This makes sense, yes?” he asked with a coy smile.
She bit her lip and nodded.
Taking a deep breath, she eyed his hair critically. “I won’t need to cut much from it, but I can make it neater.”
“I’m in your hands,” he said with a smile.
She grinned and pointed to the sink. “We wash it first.”
He stood and leaned his head over the sink, and she immediately pressed her body against his as she wet his hair and worked shampoo into it. He recalled the first time she did this for him and how nervous she’d been about touching his body. Now, he could tell she was really enjoying it, but so was he.
She moved him to the chair, and true to her word, she didn’t need much time to trim his hair back into the neat order he preferred.
“I think I’m seeing a little grey beginning at your temples,” she said softly with a smile.
He snorted. “I can’t say I’m surprised.”
Using a barber’s whisk, she brushed the loose hair from his body, then swept it up, dumping it into the trash.
When she returned, she shimmied out of her jeans and straddled his thighs as she sat on his lap, facing him.
“I think the grey patches are very attractive on you,” she said with a grin.
“I think you are very attractive on me,” he countered as his hands slid down her back, under the panty waistband, and cupped her ass cheeks.
“Oh, stars, Ben! I love your hands on me!” she gasped, then she kissed him deeply.
He pulled her closer, and his erection pressed against her through her panties, making her gasp into their kiss.
Ben suddenly bent down and lifted her over his shoulder as he stood, his arm securely wrapped around her legs to keep her from tumbling all the way down his back. She squealed in surprise as she clung to him.
He rushed out of the kitchen and upstairs to the master bedroom. There, he rolled her onto the bed as she squeaked once again.
Ben quickly moved over her and kissed her deeply as he pinned her against the mattress with his body. When he finally pulled back from her lips to smile down at her, she was panting as her eyelashes fluttered. Her face was flushed with excitement and Ben thought she looked absolutely ravishing.
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Ashley head was spinning with an overload of passion. Ben had literally swept her off her feet. His rough yet gentle treatment of her body was bringing back memories of the early days of Eli’s courting. She’d been so innocent and naïve when they’d met. She thought he was so manly and dominant, and she was in awe of his boldness and strength. He hadn’t shown his cruel side yet. When they finally had relations, she was surprised by his aggression as he took her from behind. It would become the only position they used, and Ben was the one who showed her what true lovemaking was.
She suddenly wished Ben had been there to rescue her from Eli all those years ago. She knew that was a selfish desire and impossible as well, but Ben was so much better than Eli, she wanted him to erase everything Eli had done to her.
Her eyes flew wide as she looked up at Ben suddenly. He blinked in surprise at her expression. “What?”
“I-I want to do something!” she said urgently, the idea becoming more crucial as she thought about it.
He smiled gently at her. “Okay. What do you want to do?”
She looked at him and the words froze in her mouth.
Ben watched her face patiently as she struggled. “It’s okay. Take your time,” he said.
She swallowed and it felt like her face would burst into flames. She was about to give up when Ben leaned forward and kissed her sweetly.
“I’m here for you. Whatever you need. No judgment.”
“From behind!” she gasped then put her hands over her face as she trembled.
She felt Ben’s fingers slide through her hair, stroking her head. She felt herself calming from his gentle, loving touch.
She pulled her hands from her face and saw he was watching her. He nodded then pushed himself up and off, moving back to kneel on the mattress. He held out a hand and she placed hers in his so he could pull her up to a sitting position. She smiled at him timidly and he nodded to her.
When she turned and moved onto her hands and knees facing away from Ben, she had a flash of memory of being with Eli. This sexual position had been branded in her mind as Eli’s and it felt so wrong! She was about to spin to face Ben when she felt his hands settle on her lower back. They massaged her tight muscles and she felt herself relaxing once more. There was no cruelty in his grip. He caressed and kneaded her skin, and she felt a warmth spreading from his touch. He slid his hands further up her back, rubbing and squeezing the tension away as he moved, and she felt the memories of Eli’s treatment slowly fading under his comforting touch. Ben’s hands were so strong, yet they worshipped her instead of punishing.
When he reached her shoulders, she suddenly felt the heat of his hard cock press against her wet lips down below. She gasped and pressed back instinctively. He felt so good! His cock was pointed up, so she was pressing against its underside but even that felt incredible!
Then Ben began to move his hips and his cock stroked up and down against her, drawing a sharp gasp from her, as pleasure shot through her body.
Any comparison to how Eli had relations with her were destroyed by this simple movement. That man hadn’t cared one bit if she felt good. His pleasure was his only consideration. Ben was sharing the pleasure with her.
“I need you inside me!” she cried suddenly.
Ben’s hands reversed their direction and stroked down her back to her hips. He pulled back and used one of his hands to rub the thick head of his cock against her wet opening.
She whimpered as the sensation made her weak in the knees. His grip on her hip kept her from collapsing.
Then he was forcing her lower lips open to accept his girth. This was another major difference in the experience from Eli. He’d never taken his time to get inside. Ben was driving forward slowly and withdrawing, giving her time to adjust and accommodate his thickness inside her. She could feel herself squeezing his cock on the inward stroke and relaxing on his reverse. This allowed him further inside on the next deliberate thrust.
She gasped and reached back to cling to his hand on her hip as she pushed back to take another inch. He felt impossibly large inside her, but she just wanted more.
His other hand took hold of her hip and she flashed to Eli’s cruel grip as he yanked her back against his body, slamming himself against her again and again like some rutting animal. Ben’s hands caressed her as he filled her slowly. She moaned with how full she felt and how good it was.
When Ben pressed his hips against her ass, Ashley’s eyelashes were fluttering once more. She had all of him, and it felt like she might burst if he gave her more. His hands released their grip on her hips and slid around her torso to caress her stomach, moving up to cup her breasts and squeeze them.
“Ben! Oh my stars! Your hands feel so good!” she gasped.
“You feel incredible! You’re so beautiful!” he whispered back and kissed her shoulders.
It was Ben’s touch that finally obliterated the memory of Eli’s cruel hands. She could no longer feel her husband’s rough grip on her skin. The bliss of Ben’s big powerful but gentle hands overwrote those poisonous recollections. They faded under the onslaught of sensation Ben gave her.
He tugged gently on her nipples, and she cried out as she drove herself back against his hips.
Ben pulled his hands back down her torso and squeezed her ass cheeks with his strong fingers. Tremors shot down her body making her miss his withdrawal until he thrust himself inside once more, softly slapping her ass with his pelvis.
“Yes!” she gasped as tingles exploded through her ass.
Ben drew himself back once more and thrust forward a little faster, slapping her ass harder.
Ashley’s head was spinning under the dual assault of his filling her so deeply and the spanking. She loved it and wanted more. She began to push back with his thrusts until the room filled with the smack of their bodies colliding.
It was too much! It was filling her mind with so much bliss she was crying out constantly. She couldn’t tell what she was saying as sensation was everything.
When Ben squeezed her ass cheeks, it triggered her release and she screamed as she ground back against him. She felt his heat firing deep inside her body in surges as Ben moaned with pleasure.
Once more, they were sharing the experience of their bliss.
Eli was no more.
Finally, Ben slid his relaxing cock from her body and she shivered at the delicious feeling. He rested on his back next her on the bed and sighed happily.
Ashley stretched out against Ben’s large body and rested her head against his shoulder. Her fingers slid gently over his skin, feeling the contours of his scars. She was amazed at Ben’s resilience in surviving the events which placed these marks on him.