Will You Love Me? : The Golden Years

Chapter 17

"Ben! Stop!" You giggled, then squealed when Ben grabbed you from behind and started tickling your neck with bristly kisses. He hasn't shaved in the few days you've been here and he knows how ticklish you get when he rubs his sparse beard against you. 

This was attracting quite a bit of attention from people walking past you. So far, he's only been recognized and stopped by a few people, but you were afraid this scene would stop more than a few. "Okay, okay," you giggled, before turning around and bringing his face from your neck. 

"People are going to start recognizing you," you told him. He hummed, then turned his face to where he could kiss the palm of your hand. "Alright," he sighed, "let's go, then." He took your hand and laced your fingers together before continuing to walk down the path to the market place in town. 

As you were looking over some necklaces, Ben put his hands on your hips and rested his chin on your shoulder. "I think these would be cute for Scar and Em," you told him. He looked over the green stoned and pink stoned turtle necklaces. "Yeah, they'd love them," he told you. 

You paid for the two, even nabbing yourself a blue stoned one, then followed Ben over to a hat place. "Oh no, no more hats for you, mister," you laughed. He was looking at himself in the mirror while donning a fedora. He looked over at you incredulously and asked, "What's wrong with my hats?"

You took the hat from his head and put it on your own. "They look ridiculous," you told him. He scoffed, "They do not! You haven't said so before." You put the hat back on the rack, then said, "That's because I was being nice, but if you're going to buy more, then I'm just going to have to be honest here. You have bad taste in hats."

He pouted and looked to the fedora. "Oh fine," he huffed. "No more hats. You like the grey flat cap, don't you?" He asked, as you continued to walk. You shrugged and said, "That one's okay. Just don't get me started on the bashe fedora."

After giving up on the playful banter of his hats, you and Ben walked back to the resort. "I'm thinking you, me and that pool," he purred in your ear, before kissing it. You hummed, then leaned back into his strong embrace. 

"I'm thinking that's perfect," you told him. He walked over to the drawer and was about to pull out his bathing suit, when he saw you completely strip down naked and walk into the pool. He dropped his swim suit back into the drawer and got undressed. He climbed into the pool and moved himself next to you.

He smiled at you, then said, "I love you." Your answer was taking his head in your hands and bringing him in for a tender, loving kiss. When you pulled away, you swam to the edge of the pool and looked out to the mountains. 

While you did that, Ben snuck out and put on some music. You smiled when you heard Ed Sheeran's voice ring out. 

You watched Ben come back into the pool and swim over to you. "This song is almost twelve years old," you told him. He shrugged and said, "I know. I just remembered how much you loved it when it first came out. You even sang it to the kids at one point."

You wrapped your arms around his neck and said, "That I did. I loved it so much because it reminded me of us. Still does." He smiled, then kissed you. Just as he was teasing your tongue with his and very much anticipating this to go further...he heard his phone ring.

He ignored it and continued to kiss you. But it kept ringing. And ringing. And ringing. "Oh, will you just get it?" You said, a hint of annoyance in your voice. He grunted, then quickly jumped out of the pool and went to his phone. 

"Hello?" He answered. "Hi, dad!" He let out a light sigh and said, "Hi, baby girl." He sat down on the bed with a huff and mouthed "Scarlett" to you. You smirked, then went back to the edge of the pool. "Are you alright, honey?" He asked. "Why are you calling, it's late there."

He listened to Scarlett as he eyed your naked body gleaming in the water. "I just thought you should know that there is a party going on and you said no parties." That snapped Ben out of his trance. "Wait, what?" He asked. "Put Nate on the phone."

She explained, "I can't because he told me to stay in my room and to 'keep my mouth shut'." Ben put his hand over his face and said, "Baby, go find him and give him the phone." Again, she told him, "I can't, dad! He'll know I told you!"

Sighing, he said, "Then put Emma on." Scar let out the biggest sigh and said in the sassiest tone, "You don't understand big siblings, dad." Ben threw his head back, then said, "Fine. I'm calling Uncle Tom and when we get back you are all in trouble."

He hung up the phone, then immediately called Tom. "Tom, mate, sorry it's so late," he said. "I just got a call from Scar and she said the twins are throwing a party. Can you check in on them please?" He listened to Tom's groggy voice say he was already on his way. "Thanks, mate. Text me later."

After hanging up, he fell back on to the bed with a loud sigh. You got out of the pool and walked over to him. "What's wrong?" You asked, as you sat next to his head. "Are the kids okay?" He looked up at you and said, "Our son and daughter decided to throw a party. Great."

You shook your head and told him, "Well, I'm not surprised. Look, let's think about that when we get back. Right now...I only want to think about what you would do to me had you not got that call." His eyebrows shot up and his look turned predatory. 

"Oh, Mrs. Cumberbatch," he purred, as he slowly got himself on top of you, "you are a naughty, naughty girl." You giggled as he fluttered kisses on your face, then neck, making his way down your chest. 

Suddenly, his phone vibrated. "Please leave it," you begged. He stopped kissing your stomach, then reached for his phone. "Bloody hell, they really were having a party," he said as he read Tom's text. "Christ, he sent pictures, too." 

You took his phone and turned it off. "Not. Now," you told him. "Right now, you need to focus on fucking me." He took his phone and chucked it to the floor, before going back to kissing you.