I woke up to sun streaming inside my bedroom and birds chirping happily outside, living their best life.

The nude man laying soundly asleep beside me had thrown his arm over my torso at some point during the night as he cuddled up to me, rendering me unable to move.

The deep and steady puffs of breath leaving Ben's lips fanned against the crook of my neck and I shivered pleasurably. His head was resting atop my shoulder, sleeping soundly.

Events of yesterday and specifically last night flooded into my memory and I smiled.

I brought the hand he was laying on up to be able to somehow brush my fingers through his hair slowly and gently.

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"Are we really doing this?" He murmured hotly against my lips as we stumbled toward my bedroom.

"Yes," I replied shortly, tugging him even closer by the collar of his dress shirt.

"What happened to slow?" Ben chuckled, pulling away to take in my bedroom once we'd made it there.

"Nothing," I insisted, cupping his face to gently return his attention to my pleading eyes, "I just need you."

"Yeah?" A smug smirk tugged at the sides of his lips, proud of himself, "you'd rather not wait? After a few dates would be more normal. More romantic, if you will."

"Don't get cocky with me," I giggled and shook my head at him, "it's been months. I'm so sexually frustrated, it's not even funny at this point."

"You haven't been with anyone else?" Ben cleared his throat and calmed down, tone still low enough to make me want to clench my thighs together and get lost in his dreamy dark eyes.

"No, of course not," I shook my head, "have you?"

"I haven't," he told me, before a boyish grin formed onto his lips, "but still... I'm willing to wait if you are."

"Lies," I returned his grin and kissed him again.

Ben was immediately kissing back, letting me hastily begin unbuttoning his shirt. His hands moved along my sides before going behind my back to unzip my dress. We both pulled back from our kiss for him to take of his open shirt and for me to shimmy out of my dress.

Just as I was going in to kiss him again, now left in my underwear while he still had on his suit pants, he froze and frowned.

"What is it?" I asked, my hands now fiddling around to open his belt.

"I don't have a condom with me," he breathed out shakily, gaze moving down to where my hands were and where his arousal was causing a more than prominent indent in his pants, "can I? Are you still on birth control?"

"Yes," I brushed it off, laughing gently, "I'm on birth control. We're both clean, right?"

"Right," he gave me a smile once I had managed to open up his belt and then looked back up at him.

Ben working out more was definitely more visible now that he was shirtless. I almost drooled at his toned front, wanting to kiss him and touch him everywhere.

"I really, really like you, Ben," I told him quietly, hoping he understood the deep meaning behind my words, "I'm so glad you're here."

"Ditto," he kissed me, cupping my jaw with one hand while the other tugged me closer from my hip, "we're good, right? You won't kick me out after?"

I laughed and kissed him back, "make me feel good and I'll never let you leave."

He smiled widely into our kiss, before swiftly unhooking my bra and ridding me of it. His hands travelled along my sides feeling my body, before one trailed up to cup my breast.

My body arched against his, somehow managing to push his pants down his legs to only leave him in his boxers. I began guiding Ben to walk backwards toward my bed, neither of us needing any kind of foreplay.

It didn't take long for us to end up completely nude on my bed. At first I had been on top, but Ben had been quick to roll us over and was now situated between my parted thighs, hovering over me.

His dark eyes met mine just as his tip pushed against my entrance, checking if I was still on board with this.

I tugged him down for a passionate kiss, giving him my answer. He groaned lowly as he sank into me, eliciting a chocked sound from my lips at the sudden stretch.

"Oh, Jesus," I breathed out unevenly, not having expected to need to adjust to his size after this time apart, "give me a second."

"Yeah, okay," he nodded, gazing down at me in the most incredible way. He looked like he wanted to ravish me and profess his feelings to me at the same time.

While he let me get reacquainted with the delicious stretch, he dipped his head down to my neck where he proceeded to leave slow and sweet kisses against my sensitive skin.

Once I felt comfortable I told him to move, and was instantly transported to cloud nine. Not only was he granting me sexual pleasure, I also felt mentally so complete. I patted myself on the back for having had a mental breakdown to him on the phone when drunk, because it really had paid off.

As Ben's smooth thrusts and low groans right by my ear brought me faster and faster toward my release than I'd ever experienced before, I let my fingers trail along his back before settling in a gentle grip in his hair.

With one hand supporting himself up above me, he brought his free hand between my legs to thumb my clit, almost sending me off the edge right then and there. My back arched and a breathy moan left my lips, eyes fluttering shut.

"You feel so bloody good," he grunted, leaving a hot kiss by my jaw, "I'm not gonna last long, baby."

"No, no," I replied mindlessly, "me too."

I tugged him up from his hair for his lips to meet mine again, this time in a loving and gentle kiss. His thrusts slowed down and my emotions immediately surfaced.

This felt like so much more than sex then, with him caressing me like I was the most fragile thing in the world and his kiss portraying how he felt about me. If there was a thing called 'making love', this was it.

"Ben..." I moaned out brokenly, feeling emotional enough to be on the brink of tears.

Without me having had to say a thing, he kissed the side of my lips and murmured out, "I know."

"I'm crazy about you," he kissed me passionately, thrust paced well at their slow and smooth rhythm.

I couldn't help but laugh, "I know, you lunatic."

He grinned and returned his hand down between our bodies to thumb at that sweet bundle of nerves that had my amusement dying down immediately, only to be replaced by immense pleasure.

It didn't take long for me to reach my high at all after that. I muffled my moans into our kiss, my legs locking around his hips. Ben released inside me a few more thrusts later, then riding out our orgasms while lowly murmuring how good I was into my ear and further prolonging my pleasure.

He stayed buried deep inside me as we both calmed down our breathings and heart rates, kissing almost lazily now.

"Do you feel less sexually frustrated now?" He kissed me one last time before pulling out and rolling over to cuddle my side, amusement laced in his tone.

I giggled and nodded, placing my hand over his just below my breast.

"Yes, thank you," I replied quietly, turning my head to the side to be able to meet his dark gaze, "we might have to do it again, though, just to be sure."

He chuckled and shook his head at me, "well since you put it that way..."

I smiled widely and kissed him gently, my whole body warming at just having him next to me.

"How long can you stay?" I wondered, now really wanting to go slow and make sure that whatever we had would work, but at the same time wanting to spend so much time with him.

Ben studied me for a moment in the dim lighting of my bedroom, front against my side, before replying, "how long do you want me to stay? I was thinking of taking Monday off from work..."

"I have work tomorrow, but Monday I'm free. Would you like to stay here until then?"

"Hell yes," he grinned and kissed me, eyes shining brightly.

I smiled widely and nodded, "good. I don't feel so tired. Do you want to watch a movie and maybe play a boardgame?"

"Only if I can pick the movie, sweetheart."