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Chapter Five
"I'm surprised you wanted to come here, especially after school." Ben was wearing a black band tee shirt and jeans that looked very similar to the ones she vomited on. He held up his Lazer gun on the opposite side of her.
His stare was priceless and when she walked up to him clad in shiny black stilletos, a pin-stripe waist high pencil skirt with 4 nickle sized buttons to her right hip hiding the small metal zipper that held it all into place, paired with a high collar white sleeve crisp shirt with ruffles over the breast and sleeves, and hair was done up in a small neat knot. Her hazel orbs brought out by bronze and rose toned shadows and liner that winged out just slightly past the edges of her eyes, lips smoothed and glossed over to look full and plump like a peach and cheeks accented. She smiled and waved upon arrival a little leather bag on her shoulder. "Eh- You're just missing the glasses. Nerd." She cocked a brow and got into line to pay for her ticket. She knew she looked good and didn't care about the teenage boy in the booth or that dad over there, Ben's stare was what she was after. Mission accomplished.
After her show, she changed into white shorts where the hem folded over and a loose gray tank top that hung loosely open at the sides and exposed the lacy bra under and bright red converse. She shook out the knot, her hair falling into a slight frizz with waves. She shrugged at her hair, he'd seen worse plus he got a show when she arrived. The game was already on.
There she stood against the wall opposite of Ben, Lazer gun in hand. "I had a stressful day, prepare to be pulverized ."
His face turned serious and both teams stared at the light signaling them to go into their tunnels. The light flashed green and a loud badly recorded gong noise, they followed in a single row rushing into the tunnel. As they came out it was disorienting as it turned into a maze. Rey took to the walls, alternating in a zig-zag pattern. She heard people laugh and others cry out with surprise. The objective was to face off with Ben but many opponents kept getting in her way. She felt kind of bad when she shot a mother and her kid and then the kid threw a tantrum and immediately her regrets ceased. She wanted to shoot him again. That's when she spotted him and him her; she dived under a block.
"Thanks to that kid, he gave away your position!" Ben shouted. Rey shook her head trying to sneak an attack in but he quickly dodged behind a wall and shot back at her. She took a deep breath and squatted, she looked around the corner but he was no longer in sight. She stiffened as though something was watching her and on reflex she turned shooting, falling and landing on her back. Both their screens lit up indicating that the game was over. It was a draw. She laughed and he offered her a hand. She took it and got up on her feet.
"You're pretty good. It's been such a long time since I've played Lazer tag." He shoved her with his towering shoulder. She stuck her tongue out at him. "Want to go again?"
They played another two rounds. He won the first match and she won the second. In the end it was a complete draw.
"Go carts!" as they were heading toward the exit. Rey smiled, "you're on." They were walking towards the race track, when suddenly Rey was off her feet. She was over his shoulder bouncing as he ran towards the entrance. "You're legs are too short, slow-poke."
"Hey!" She exclaimed playfully pounding his back. He ignored her pounding and exclamations until they got to the line where he carefully slipped her off his shoulder and she landed on her feet. She mockingly glared up at him, her arms folded over her chest.
Everything around her stopped or slowed; she wasnt sure which. His smile, his eyes, and his face her only focus. His lips on hers. Gentle pressure from his hands pulling her up against him. Heart hammering beating away at the breastbone that caged it. Butterfly wings tickling her insides. Electricity or sparks running through her veins.
It stopped. Lips no longer against lips. She wasn't sure what happened but their bodies were no longer touching and he looked onward turning only slightly away from her. She would have thought her imagination played a trick on her if it wasn't for the remaining feeling of the touch of his lips on hers.
She blinked a few times allowing seconds to tick by and suddenly when her thoughts gathered but too many seconds went by, maybe minutes the line moved and her hand didn't catch his in time. He got into his car and she got into hers.
"Ready to lose?" The nonchalance in his voice indidcated nothing had passed between them. As if he didnt feel it.
Before she could answer they lit off a firework and at its ending crackle everyone sped up to the race. She pressed the gas. Her mind was muddled and she couldn't think properly. She shook her head and played the game as if the rules never changed between them.
She pressed the gas again and sped up past a car. He was already 3 car-lengths ahead. She couldn't allow that.
Rey pushed on cutting a car off. The two behind Ben were great drivers, all Rey had to do was treat it like a video game. Shit. She was two behind Ben and he was ahead and the line was coming. One of three. He was winning. She let off the gas and then pushed it to the floor sliding dangerously between the two shadowing Ben. If only she could press on beyond them, surely she could get in front.
The car to her right was boxed between her and Ben but the car on her left was the problem. She let off on the gas again, pushing forward and to the left shoving the left car out of bounds. Her car sped up passing Ben with ease. Sliding to his left so he was boxed in between her, the car in front of him, and the out of bounds portion.
She smiled pushing forward hitting the crossing line first. It was a tie. One more track and she would win. He slowed unexpectantly sliding behind her and to her left. He was trying to push her into a box but she was too good at this game and she wouldn't let him win. She pushed the petal again bumping the car in front of her. He veered to the right slightly, and she veered over pushing Ben out of her way. There it was the line again. She let off the gas to let Ben get a small lead on her. The gas petal slammed against the floor again and the car jolted forward and she sped passed Ben and the car that was in front of her and she finished crossing the line. She finished before Ben. She won the game.
"I don't see why you're so peppy it's not like you were in first place." He bought them ice cream as a reward. He handed her the double scoop and she excepted it with excitement. She licked the mixed scoops creating a smooth mound. Ben's eyes followed the flick of her tongue, he tried to distract himself with his own scoops of mint but it wasn't until she caught his stare that he completely looked away as if he was trying to look around her. He winced to himself, feeling like a teenager catching his first glimpse of a sexual act.
"I didn't care if I was first. I just wanted to beat you." There was a small tinge to her cheeks but otherwise looked as if she didn't notice. "We have never really competed," she added with a shy smile. He nodded and closed his eyes as if he were deep in thought, "There's a reason for that; we're better suited as a team rather than rivals."
She took a bite of the chocolatey goodness and licked her lips. "You have a point but maybe you're only saying that since I kicked your ass," smug satisfaction radiated off of her.
"Okay, okay. You kicked my ass at go cart. What are you a kid?"
"Oh-ho-ho, so now I'm a kid? Who's eyes lit up like it was Christmas day? Yours did and need I remind you, you ran to get into line." She teased pointing her cone at him.
Suddenly his hand was over hers and he leaned in their eyes locking. She was prey trapped in his dark gaze, heart was racing and she gulped. He bit into her cone and released her hand. She felt her face turn aflame and that bastard smirked.
It had been quiet for too long and they finished their ice creams. The silence was stretched thin when her voice cut through it like a knife. "Ben," her words seemingly too loud in her own ears. Rey swallowed letting out a shallow breath, "I don't do relationships."
Ben sat up straighter than before, his spine rigid and flat like a board and a smirk found its way to his face. "Who are you telling?" A brow cocked and this was all a joke to him.
"Seriously-"
"Wait," he held up his hands, "I'm sorry about earlier. I kissed you and I don't know what it is about you but- look, I am not looking for a relationship either." He gestured between them, "we, us, whatever this is. It's over when I leave. I go back to being Kylo Ren on Tuesday. No strings attached but I want this night. I want to know you before I go." He smiled grabbing her hand, "I'll be glad to give you that fuck you wanted."
She smiled rubbing her thumb over the top side of his hand, she shifted their hands and held his hand shake. "No relationship, no strings, one night." They shook on agreement.
He stood then a sly smirk on his lips and he held his hand out to her. "Are you ready to play pretend?" Something hesitated in her, her hand stopped but she stared into his dark deep depths and she took his hand.
On the train he held her like she was his; his nose in her hair, on her neck, hands clasped and fingers roaming and soothing. Her lips found his and a small surprised look became overwhelmed by desire as their small appreciating pecks turned into desperate lip-locking.
Someone cleared their throat and the world fell back in around them. Rey was somehow on his lap, his hands fell from under her shirt to over it and around her waist. She removed her hands from his hair and blushed feverishly. He kissed her cheek smiling as if they were lost in their own private joke embarrassed from their obvious public display of affection. She kissed the tip of his long nose, her heart beat settling.
Time passed slowly as if it was stopping. Time, the people around them, none of it mattered. She was lost in him. Ben's eyes reflected his affection and lust and more obviously the hard-on digging into her thigh. She glided her thighs together, rubing her calves, sliding her foot along the inside of his calf. His features became anguished, their eyes clashing.
Rey licked her bottom lip slowly, running her teeth over her bottom lip clamping it between white teeth. Ben's fingers gripped her hip almost painfully, his pelvis shifting and bucking up under her. He ground his erection against her. He hid his face in her waves, his lips against her ear and sharp teeth tickling her lobe. She let out a stifled moan slowly rolling her hips. His grip intensified and he let out a sharp breath against her ear.
"Gotta stop," He whispered lips still tangled into her ear.
"Are you losing already?"She rolled her hips again whispering back as she faced him their lips brushing against each other. He huffed as she pushed her thighs together and shifted them causing friction against his cock. The train stopped. It was his stop. He shot daggers at the back of her head. She smiled with giddiness as he was forced to adjust himself less than discreetly.
He followed her, his arm around her shoulders pulling her closer to him for warmth against the cooler fall night. They walked about two blocks before reaching the hotel his hand finding it's way into her back pocket where he squeezed her ass. They waited for the elevator standing on opposite sides of the frame to the entrance, hunger dancing savagely in their eyes. It chimed and doors slid open, Rey walked in first leaning against the left back corner. Their eyes met again as Ben leaned on the right side, his eyes turning preditory.
They were naive, no one had won the game. The game was still on only there was a slight adjustment to the rules.
When she was about to cave in the door opened allowing an elderly couple inside. They stood between them holding each other with smiles and talking about something or another that neither one of them gave two shits about. After about three more floors of intense silence the elderly couple left with no notice to the hostile environment.
As soon as the doors closed Ben was standing over her, arm above her head their bodies an inch apart. He let out a shaky growl and without fear her eyes pierced his. Their lips inches from each other.
He was faking it, giving into her, he was tempting her trying to lure her with a new trap. The doors opened and it was their floor. All bets off, he grabbed her wrist leading her to his room. The grip only loosened slightly as he fumbled with his key card, sliding it into the slot. He pushed the door open and dropped her wrist. If the game was to conitnue, it was on her terms.
She walked in ahead of him disregarding her bag to the side of her. The door shut quietly, the deadbolt clicked, and the top lock latched. She faced him, thumbs sliding under the hem of her tank top and she lifted it but his hands stopped her before she could bare herself to him. He removed her hands from her shirt and caressed her smaller fingers. Confusion filled her but the dark wild animalistic eyes were still there. He kissed her softly stroking her jawline. Her head fell back as he trailed wet kissed down her throat.
Ben's lips found hers again and his hands pulled her against him. He tasted like the ice cream they ate earlier but there was something deeper just like his scent. Her eyes fluttered closed, his fingers stroking her hair. His hand fell and went to her shirt. He tugged it up and off of her, his fingers tracing the curves and indents of her back muscles and spine, his tongue in a tangled dance with hers.
Her hands slid to his pants, she tugged the hem grasping it, his legs like tree trunks planted and sturdy keeping her grounded. Her head fell back and she groaned as his mouth explored her collarbone down her chest into her breasts. His tongue wet and warm leaving cool trails. Her breath staggered and her fingers wrapped into his locks her other hand holding onto his waist. He guided her hands to her sides and she opened her eyes full of drunk passion. With a strong hand he unclasped her bra and slowly removed the straps from her shoulders, kissing them as they left her skin exposed. It fell from his hands smoothly like sand between fingers.
Reys hazel eyes lost their strength, she looked away. He pulled her chin toward him and he kissed her softly, his hand cupping her perky breast. He rolled his palm caressing her fullness and taking a tan nipple into his fingers rolling the fine bead of nerves between. He felt her knees shake and he smiled with appreciation from the honesty of her limbs. He pulled her into another kiss and picked her up into his arms. He carried her over to his bed and set her down.
"Take off your shirt." She demanded husky lust disguising her usual tone. Ben complied revealing pale and freckled flesh. A line between his pectoral muscles defining them and trailing down his breast bone to small mounds of abs. He was by no means stacked, his frame tall but lanky making it a feat in itself that he had muscle mass. Rey smiled imagining the lanky teen he may have been. She was delighted and pleased by the man in front of her. She pulled him forward by button to his jeans, it popping.
He grabbed her hands before she could unzip him placing them above her head and he kissed her. Theirs palms intertwined, he freed them from hers with a final push making them stay in place as if she were cuffed to the mattress. She moved her legs together restlessly under him brushing against the strain in his jeans. He groaned and his eyes closed he let out a breath against her exposed breasts his head falling between them so she could feel his breath tingle against her sensitive skin like an electric pulse. "You're making my job difficult, Rey." Her smile was victorious but little did she know he had more self control than she did.
He took a breast into his mouth, tongue swirling and lapping against the sensitive flesh of her nipple. Teeth gently and painfully teasing. Her back arched and she lifted a hand to put in his hair but he caught her wrist and abandoned her breast forcing her hand back into place above her head. "No," He scolded kissing her nose lightly.
He licked her breastbone both hands on her full mounds, thumbs rolling her nipples in small circles. His hands followed down as he kissed and nibbled against the soft flesh of abdomen. He sat up rolling to her side unbuttoning and unzipping her shorts. Reys small hand found his arm and rested there. He took her fingers, kissing each tip and the top and gently settled it back above her head.
He pulled the shorts from her thighs and discarded them revealing a neat trail of soft curls and his brow cocked hand on her hip and she smiled up at him. Rey was full of surprises. He pushed her legs apart and adjusted himself between them at the edge of the bed. He pulled her hips to edge of the bed, securing her strong thighs on his shoulders.
He stared in awe at her wetness and he pulled her closer to him so that his mouth met luscious silky folds. Her breath caught in her throat and she slid back. "Rey, grab a pillow and put it under your lower back." He didn't care that his voice was gruff or that his breath tickled her most sensitive organ. She complied, struggling to adjust and he helped her with impatience.
He took her into his mouth again, tongue swirling into her folds. She painfully dug her heels into his back and grabbed his hair pushing his head deeper into her. Now he was the one complying and he pulled her close holding down her pelvis with a firm flat hand. He sucked and rolled his tongue against her clitoris, circling it against the small bead of her clit.
She bucked her hips, rubbing herself against his mouth and tongue. He tried to match her rythm, suckling and licking. Replacing his dominant hand with his none dominant on her abdomen his pointer finger driving into the soaking wet confines of her inner walls. Rey tightened around his fingers letting out higher and louder moans, bucking and rubbing against him. When she came he buried his face into her sucking up the sweet juices of her release. He kissed her inner thigh and she shivered from delight under him.
"Do you do this with all your one night stands?" He wiped his mouth with his forearm and wrapped his hand around the back of her neck. He kissed her deeply and placed another soft kiss against her cheek. Rey's face looked completely content as she sat up.
"Do you think we're done?" He retorted with a wise-crack grin. She grabbed his jeans unzipping them, pushing him back off the bed so he was standing. She pulled jeans and boxers off. Rey's face contorted with surprise as he stepped out of his pile of clothing revealing girth and length. Ben's flushed face painfully obvious against his pale contrast.
She leaned forward to take him in her mouth, a favor for earlier but he grabbed her shoulders stopping her. He grabbed her chin and kissed her, her hand stroked his balls gently massaging them. He grazed his teeth against her bottom lip letting out a strangled moan. He closed the gap between them falling on top of her, his length rubbing against her wet slit. She shivered and kissed him rubbing against his length. He groaned, growling into the crease between her shoulder and neck. "Are you on a contraceptive?" his breathing was ragged, and the sheet he was gripping she was surprised didn't rip.
Ben wanted nothing more than to stick his dick inside of her and ride her until they were both high from endorphins but there was no fucking way he wanted any extra responsibilities. She nodded against him their cheeks touching and that was all the confirmation he needed. They aligned their hips and he guided his length to her entrance. He pushed inside of her slowly at first working the tight walls around his girth.
He slid his arms under her knees pushing deeper inside of her. Rey cried out and her face looked as though she were in pain, he stopped short of a thrust and put a hand gently on her cheek. "Are you in pain?"
Rey shook her head a lustful smile gracing her lips. It was true it didn't hurt and she felt so humbled that he showed concern for her well being. Truthfully she had never had sex with a man of his size and tried once with a toy but ended up throwing it away not receiving much pleasure from it. It was a new sensation and one that took some getting used to.
As he continued his thrusts they were slower and not as deep. His face looked strained and he grunted with each thrust. Rey decided to give him some encouragement as she slammed her hips forward against his pelvis.
He took the bait speeding up and slamming inside of her. He held onto one leg angling her and hitting her spot. Rey couldn't contain the pleasurable screams escaping from her petite body. He rubbed, pinched, circled, and slapped at her clit with each focused thrust. He felt her stiffen and pulse tightening her walls against his cock. He sped up slamming into her spot continuing the motions with his fingers against her clit.
She squirmed against him and his grip tightened around her, thrusting as deeply as he could pushing against her magic spot. She let a final primal cry releasing against him again. She came harder than before drenching her already soaked cunt. Her primitive moans and grinding and accessible slickness sent him over the edge. He pushed his hips harder slamming against her and pulling out quickly; white sprinkled over the soft flesh and curves. He fell forward, limbs tense and shaky. She leaned up on her elbow her hand stroking his sweat soaked face she placed a kiss on his forehead.
Her eyes looked heavy, "are you ready for round 2?" Rey smiled as he groaned and rolled onto his back. Ben heaved his chest trying to catch his breath, "are you trying to kill me woman?" She smirked wriggling out from under his arm that settled across her body sorely missing the cum on her stomach. She stood hanging onto his hand, their fingers still intertwined.
"Come, come." She pulled on him. "I already did," sarcasm dripped from his smile. "Alright, alright." He pushed himself up allowing her to lead him to the shower room. She adjusted the water temp steam whirling and seeping from behind the curtain.
She stepped in rinsing off her face and body and swishing off the sticky cum from her stomach. Ben stepped in next scowling at the hell fire tempature. She noticed and quickly readjusted the temp. "Better?" She asked earnestly leading him under the spray. "Thank you," He bent his knees ducking under the spray.
He stepped back at to full length and watched as she poured a circle of shampoo into her hand, he expected her to start washing her hair but she demanded otherwise. "Kneel please," she held up her hands gesturing towards Ben's dark locks. He bent down so that she could reach. Her fingers kneaded into his scalp, rubbing and exfoliating hair folicules. He felt content as she scratched his scalp gently from front to back and then his sides. "Rinse," her voice was soft but none the less a demand. He did as he was told rinsing thoroughly and he stepped forward again conditioner in her hands.
She glided her hands over the tips working her way to the front and finishing off by soothing it back. Rey dalluped soap into her hands and lathered them rubbing them over his body washing him thoroughly, laughing gently as she invaded more personal areas. They kissed and as he rinsed he pulled her into him, holding her against him. He wanted to warm her up or so was his excuse.
He did the exact same for her. Smoothing her hair from her face, pushing shampoo from her brows and rubbing his nose against hers. He pecked her lips, holding her cheeks in his palms. She smiled between kisses and laughing. Soothingly running his hands up and down her frame memorizing each line and curvature. Jagged hips and a tight core. A scar on her outer thigh and left pinky. Freckles lightly dusting her cheeks. Her eyes were bright as he kissed her again and she kissed back. Ben and Rey unknowingly giving up on the game completely as they made love the second time.
The next morning Rey was wrapped up in a tangle of sheets, her hair a mess she yawned feeling next to her the spot cool and empty. She blinked sitting up looking around the room. She kicked off the blankets looking around. No trace of Ben Solo.
She got up and dressed, collecting her bag. She followed down the elevator and went to the customer service clerk. He smiled at her a standard friendly greeting. "Did Ben Solo, come down?" She asked patiently, one foot wrapped behind the other steadying her nerves. "Room 1819."
The older man's face wrinkled further and he looked troubled, "yes ma'am. He checked out with us earlier this morning. I presume you're the young man's guest. All expenses paid ma'am and he included an extension and breakfast. Shall I have those charged ma'am?"
Rey felt stunned and she could feel the overwhelming heat hitting and stinging her eyes. "That won't be necessary. Thank you. Did he by chance leave anything for me?"
The clerks brows rose into a questioning glance and coughed, "uh- no ma'am, are you expecting to be compensated for something?"
She felt the tears begin to well up. She shook her head wanting to laugh, this old qwack thought she was a prostitute. She may as well been. "No, thank you."
She turned, exiting out of wide double doors. She unzipped her bag with shaky fingers frustration stinging her eyes. Fingers searched blindly for her train pass but paused as they touched something foreign. She grabbed it. The paper was neatly folded into a square. She held her breath as she began to read.
R,
We forgot to agree on the no goodbyes as part of our terms but I figured since you were the pro at these you'd understand. Well as I was packing to leave my concious kicked in. "No relationships, no strings, one night" those were our terms; however I'd like to make a proposition. Relationship no, strings none, but I'd like to reevaluate one night. One night is not specific, as such I do make trips to New York occassionally. I'd like to see you again R. You don't need to tell me your answer now, in fact I don't need an answer from you at all. I'll let you know when I'm there and we can go from there. See you online.
Kylo Ren