BenLate afternoon on Saturday I drove to Mila’s place to pick her up.I was nervous about seeing Mila, and I wasn’t sure why. I knew her. We had spent so much time together in New York. When I was around Mila, I felt comfortable and at ease and completely able to be myself.So, it was very out of place to feel nervous. I didn’t get nervous very often as a rule.When I arrived at Mila’s place and buzzed up to her apartment, she came down almost immediately. Had she been waiting for me? I liked to think so.When she appeared, my heart skipped a beat. She looked amazing in jeans and a green blouse with ballerina flats. Her hair had been pulled back, and she looked beautiful as ever.I had fallen for her for a reason. Not only because of her beauty, but she was also a wonderful person, and I hated the idea of having to leave her behind yet again. I really was in love with her.Which was exactly the kind of thing I shouldn’t have been thinking about. I pushed the thoughts away because lov
BenMila shrugged her shoulders. Her eyes slid from the window to the table, not making any eye contact with me.“I get nightmares sometimes, flashbacks that freak me out. But I think that will change with time and patience.”I reached for her hand across the table.“I’m so sorry this happened,” I said. I felt terrible.“Don’t be sorry. You didn’t do this,” Mila said, finally looking at me. Her big brown eyes were sadder than I’d ever seen them. I wished I could make all of this go away, give her the happiness she deserved. It didn’t help that I was leaving, on top of everything. I knew that it would affect her negatively, too. But it was for her safety. I had to keep telling myself that. I was doing the right thing. “I still feel like it’s my fault,” I admitted. “It’s because of the company and everything my dad did.”“So, you inherited some family issues. You wouldn’t be the first one,” she said with a chuckle. I smiled. Mila was always ready to look at the bright side and shrug th
MilaBen had his arm wrapped around me and his body heat enveloped me. I felt safe and warm with him. His chest rose and fell slowly as he concentrated on the movie. His face was close to mine. When I glanced up, his lips were almost at eye-level, and I couldn’t help but stare at them.Once upon a time, I had crushed on him, and I had fantasized over what those lips tasted like. Now, I knew. I had been there. We had kissed each other many times over the past several weeks. But it wasn’t enough. With Ben, it was never enough.Ben realized I was staring at him, and he looked down at me with a smile.“You’re not concentrating on the movie,” he said.“I’ve seen it,” I said softly.Ben’s expression changed. Maybe he knew what I was thinking. Sometimes, he seemed to know exactly where my head was at. My eyes slid to his lips, and Ben put his free hand on my cheek, dipping his head to press his lips against mine.The kiss started off gently, his lips brushing against mine, his tongue trailin
MilaI didn’t have a chance to answer. Ben dove between my legs and closed his lips over my pussy, and I cried out. He flicked his tongue over my clit a few times before he sucked on it and I writhed on the bed, moving my hips. His tongue worked magic on my clit, and his saliva combined with my sex only made me so much wetter.Ben slid a finger into my entrance, sucking harder on my clit at the same time, and I orgasmed. It had come hard and fast. My muscles contracted. I cried out, and I could almost swear Ben chuckled with his mouth against my pussy.When I came down from my release, panting and whimpering, Ben kissed his way up my body to my lips. When he kissed me on the mouth, I could taste myself.Ben climbed off the bed and pulled his clothes off. I hadn’t gotten around to that yet, but Ben made fast work of it. In no time, he was naked. He also rolled a condom on. My stomach clenched when I thought about not needing it anymore, but I didn’t entertain it. I wasn’t going to let
BenOn Sunday morning, I woke up in Mila’s bed again. She was curled up on her side, her back to me, and I lay behind her, my arm was thrown over her body, holding her against me. I could do this for the rest of my life, I thought.I had to stop thinking like this. If I was going to leave, I couldn’t commit my emotions the way I was now. Mila was the perfect woman. I wanted desperately to be with her, but she deserved someone who was here for her completely, not someone who was torn between here and New York, who was distracted by business problems.How many excuses was I going to come up with? I knew what I wanted. But I knew what I had to do, too. And they were not the same thing. I had to accept that and stop arguing with myself about this.Mila and I had spent an amazing time in New York when she had been there, despite what she had been through. And last night with her had been wonderful, from the dinner and the conversation to the walk on the beach to coming back here and not wa
BenMy resolve flew out of the window. Of everything that had gone wrong, this was the last thing I’d expected. I blinked at Jerrod, wondering if he was just looking for shit.Mila was crying properly now, tears streaming down her cheeks, her whole demeanor deflated. She had let go of Jerrod’s arm.“Is this true?” I asked, even though everything showed me that it was. But I wanted to hear her say it. I willed her to say that it was all a lie. Even though I knew deep down that it wasn’t going to happen.“Yes,” Mila said with a hoarse voice. The tears ran down her cheeks even faster and her face crumpled. She covered her face with her hands.My heart was beating fast. I could almost taste it in my throat. Adrenaline coursed through my veins. I didn’t know how I felt. Angry? Yeah, I guess. Shocked, for sure. What the fuck?“And you didn’t tell me?” I asked. “Why didn’t you tell me?”Mila didn’t answer me. She only cried harder.My shock turned into anger. My body tensed, and heat flushed
MilaI cried all the way to the beach, my tears blurring the road ahead of me. I felt like I was breaking apart. By the time I reached the beach, I was nothing more than a million shattered pieces that blew away in the wind when I opened the car door.The beach was fuller than usual – it was late morning on a Sunday, and the weather was beautiful. The sea was a deep blue. The sky almost reflected the ocean in lighter shades of the same color.But the beauty was lost on me. My chest physically ached with the pain in my heart, and I had no idea how to deal with it. I had been through so much lately – trauma and breakups and panic and stress. But this was a new feeling, and I had no idea how to handle it. I felt like I had been trampled.My stomach rolled as I walked along the beach that Ben and I had followed so many times. How was it possible that all the good experienced just a couple of hours ago had evaporated like that? He would leave for New York, and I was willing to bet that he
Mila“There was just so much to deal with. I didn’t know how to handle this on top of it all. You’re leaving soon, and Jerrod hates that we’re even together. I didn’t know how he was going to react to this, but I guess now we know.” I took a deep breath and let it out with a shudder. Everything had gone wrong. I wasn’t sure how anything was ever going to go right again – maybe I would have been able to eventually get over the trauma of being kidnapped. Maybe I would have been able to move on from Ben when enough time had passed. When we moved on with our separate lives. But a baby was a forever kind of thing.When Ben still didn’t say anything, I looked at him. He was staring out at the ocean, his dark hair tousled by the wind, and he looked handsome and rugged. I hated the divide between us.“Mila,” Ben said, turning his eyes to me and they were the same color as the ocean and just as deep. “I’m not mad.”“But you were,” I said. “In the apartment. You were so angry.” I felt tears th