Going Up!

Chapter Twenty One

Once we got settled in our room I noticed our comforter, which was stained bright red prior to our departure, was now fresh and bright white. There was also now a stack of four extra pillows on the bed, I'm assuming so I can be propped up at night. He must have called down and had the cleaning service come change it the comforter and bring them up while we were at the hospital. 

This man never ceases to amaze me.

I grabbed myself a bottle of water, planting myself with my legs crisscrossed under me, in the middle of the plush master bed while Ben ordered us room service. He perched himself in one of the two small chairs at the table in the bedroom corner, playing with cell phone as he ordered from the in-room menu. I laughed as I listened to him placing an order for five sides of bacon, four orders of scrambled eggs, six slices of toast, and two bottles of Orange juice. I just wanted bacon so I really hoped he was hungry.  Looking at him from my spot on the bed, I couldn't help but watch him.

He really is the most stunning man I've ever laid eyes on.

As he hung up the phone, his gaze caught mine, "Don't look at me like that." He groaned leaning forward from the chair, placing a kiss on the crown of my head. 

"Why did I have to go and break my nose? I feel like I've ruined a lot of our fun over the next few days." I swung my feet out from under me falling backwards with my hands above my head for dramatic effect.

Ben must have liked what he saw because almost instantaneously he was on top of me. "Why do you tease me like this? Knowing I can't even kiss you is killing me." His voice trembled and I could hear the desperation in it.

"They said we couldn't kiss Ben. Funny thing, my vagina is most certainly not on my face," I lifted my head my eyes meeting his from my spot on the bed. "it could be on yours though." I finished my sentence wickedly.

His jaw clenched and I felt myself being yanked by my hips. I let my head fall back onto the bed as Ben pulled my body to where he stood beside the bed.

"Do you ever behave?" he asked, as he leaned over me, his voice wrapping around me like sin.

"I mean, I try. But then I look at you and my hormones take over." I laughed lightly.

I felt his hands run from my hips up my sides, his rough calloused hands sending shivers of excitement through my body as they skimmed under my shirt. I arched my back into him as he stopped just below my breasts. "Ben," I whined.

His deep chuckle was wicked. "I think after everything you've done today you deserve a little punishment."

I started to sit up and look at him and one of his hand slid between my breasts to my sternum and pushed me back onto bed roughly. "Ah, ah. I didn't say you could get up." he breathed out and I heard the authority in his tone.

Oh. That Ben is here today. Ok. Let's play.

Biting my lip to hold back the smile that was trying to pull from my mouth, I relaxed into the bed. "What exactly did I do today," I paused, "Sir?"

That's right Ben. I can play this game too.

Watching his face light up with pleasure at the word Sir, was one of my favorite things. I had never been in a Dom/Sub relationship, to be honest I wasn't sure Ben had either, but he definitely liked when I called him that.

We were seriously going to need to have a conversation about it at some point to determine what boundaries we need to set with it.

"For starters, you decided to teased me about a threesome on the plane today." He growled the words at me, his body slowly crawling up mine. "That alone deserves punishment."