Well, maybe I'm a crook for stealing your heart away.

Well, maybe I'm a crook for stealing your heart away. by pinklipstiiick featuring elle macpherson intimates

(flashback)

I turned the page of my textbook and pushed my hair away from my face, glancing up at Ben and grinning when I noticed him staring. "What?" I asked and set my hand on the book, my other arm propping me up on my side.

"Nothing," He said and shook his head, still staring at me with his distracting smirk. "Are you done?"

"No," I said seriously, smiling at my boyfriend and widening my eyes slightly as he stood up and walked across his room to where I was laying down. "Are we taking another break?" I asked, feeling breathless all over just from thinking about our last make out session. Our parents were busy a lot, always gone for work or taking trips to promote this or that... but with Chloe always being around or my sister and brother back at my house? We rarely ever got time to ourselves.

"Unless you think your history book is more interesting than me," He set his knee on the bed and rolled me onto my back, lowering his head and kissing me slowly, so slow and passionate but I felt the kiss everywhere. To say that I was crazy for Benjamin Lindsell, it was an understatement. I was young, but I knew that what we had was real. I was in love... so insanely in love with him.

I parted my lips to give his tongue access to my mouth, the weight of his body shifting on top of mine as his hand ran up my side and under my shirt. He reached my breast and I immediately set my hand on top of his, tensing up then feeling like an idiot. I wanted him... I wanted this. I gave his hand a reassuring squeeze and a moan escaped my lips as his hand started to knead my breast.

He broke the kiss and my head fell back against the bed, his thumb brushing my nipple and making me moan again. I felt super sensitive and well, my panties felt really wet. "Is that okay?" He asked and my face flushed. I hated being reminded of our age difference which wasn't even more than two years. But it was hard every time I looked at him.. the guys in my grade? They looked nothing like Ben.

"Yes," I nodded my head and smiled at him, biting down on my lip as he pinched my nipple. "Ben!" I widened my eyes, god it felt good when he touched me.

"Ops," He said quietly and stopped again, I instantly wanted him to keep going.

I ran one of my hands through his hair, staring into his eyes as I kept smiling. I was nervous and it had to show. He was my first real boyfriend and besides all the making out we did? We hadn't done much more besides some heavy touching. "You didn't hurt me," I said seriously, using a reassuring tone that seemed to work.

"I might need to check," He announced with a smirk, the joke relaxing us both. He lifted my t-shirt a little and pushed his head under it, making me hold my breath for a second. "Sans bra?" He asked in a muffled voice before pressing his lips on the thin skin of my ribs, my chest heaving up and down fast.

"Oui," I breathed out, my hand sliding down his neck as I kept motionless.

He slid his hand under the fabric to cup my breast once again, pulling it gently to his mouth to lick my nipple slowly. I almost died. I couldn't remember ever feeling something so good in my life. "You smell so good baby," He whispered against my skin before he captured my erect nipple with his teeth and teased it with the tip of his tongue as his other hand took care of my other breast. And what I said about nothing ever feeling so good? Well I was wrong. His mouth on me? It was the best.

Moans left my throat and filled the room, making me wonder if he was hard. The way I reacted to him, to every single touch, even the most innocent, was obvious... but him? I wanted to feel the effect I had on him more than anything. "Ben..." I trailed off but cut myself off and went silent, my back arching a little as I wrapped my legs around his.

He pushed my t-shirt further up to free his head, exposing my chest and looking up at me. "Cami?" He asked as he smiled at me between kisses, pausing once again even if it was torture.

"That feels good," I said quietly and shyly, not usually this way around Ben... but my nerves? They were devouring me. He grinned and kissed alongside my bellybutton, his kisses trailing lower and lower as I realized that I was holding my breath again. My legs fell back down to the bed, one bent at the knee while his head disappeared under my skirt. Pressing a soft kiss right against the lacy material covering my pussy, I let out a deep breath and moaned again, suddenly really aware that he was going to feel how wet I was for him. "Baby..." I said quietly again, but this time real breathy. I didn't even sound like myself, but more like one of the girls in the porn Chloe had made me watch.

"Sorry," He said and pulled his head back up to look at me.

My eyes took in his expression, seeing the same nervous feelings I felt. I smiled genuinely and shook my head at my perfect boyfriend, "I want to watch."

He grinned back at me, his usual confidence returning. Pushing himself onto his knees, he slid his hands up my thighs until his fingers were pulling my panties down my legs. I lifted my hips to help him get them off along with my skirt, feeling my entire body blushing. And aching. I was positive that I had never wanted anything as bad in my life as I wanted Ben. "Fuck Cami," He said in an almost inaudible tone, keeping his eyes on my body as I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it aside.

"When will I see you?" I asked and let my eyes caress his body, even fully clothed it was perfect.

"Are you in a hurry?" He joked and peeled his shirt off, hovering his body back over mine.

"It's only fair," I grinned back at him as his hand slid along the curve of my body, my own hand reaching for his erection but the way he touched me? It made it hard to even comprehend a thought, he was so distractingly hot.

He groaned quietly, the sexiest sound I have ever heard. "All you have to do is ask," He said as his mouth traveled south again, his lips kissing down my neck then taking care of the smooth space between my breasts as his hips ground against my hand without any control.

"I did already," I smirked then bit down on my lip when my hand rubbed him through his jeans and made him groan again. My fingers itched to touch him, my mind silently cursing myself for not being a vixen and seducing him.

He lifted himself a little but kept looking at me, the intense gaze making me melt. "Sorry I got distracted," He winked at me as he unzipped his jeans, my hand dropping down onto my stomach and my eyes staring at him while my naked chest heaved up and down. I felt a mix of emotions, but right now what I mostly felt? Impatient. I needed him and I was craving him.

"Is it my fault?" I asked shyly, my eyes moving down his abs and widening a little when he finally pushed his jeans down along with his boxers before letting them fall on the floor.  He was as gloriously naked as me now, hard as a rock and I felt like I could pass out at any second. His clothes did his body no justice... all I could do was stare. The thought alone of him being inside of me was making the ache between my legs unbearable.

"Only always baby," He said quietly and offered me a smile, lowering his body on top of mine as his hands reached for my legs to open them enough for him to set his between them. The moment his dick touched my pussy, he groaned loudly and I gasped. I couldn't believe this was happening.

"Oh my god," I whispered in a small voice, my cheeks turning red as I wrapped my arms around his shoulder.

He stared down into my dark eyes, his own pooling with lust as he moved his hips slowly, sliding his erection up and down my clit to give ourselves some time to get used to each others body before moving toward the next step. I was in no hurry, I just wanted this to last, to savour every second because you only got one first time and I wanted it to be perfect. "You're beautiful Cami," He said honestly in a low voice, pushing my hair off my face and pressing a kiss on my lips as his body kept moving carefully while mine started following it too.

I parted my lips slowly and ran my tongue across them before catching the tip of it between my teeth and smiling at him with admiration. As much as I couldn't believe this were really happening? I couldn't believe that he was mine. "You're perfect," I said back and slid a hand down to his neck, guiding his head back down to mine and kissing him hard.

He broke the kiss and lead rough but passionate kisses along my jaw, stopping on my neck and sucking hard. My eyes shut and I focused on his lips... and then the way his dick kept brushing up against me. My hand found my breast and I started kneading it, my moans drowning out the silence of the room as he kept kissing me.

"Do you..." I trailed off and bit my lip, not wanting to ruin the moment but if he kept rubbing his dick against my clit like that? I was going to explode. "Oh my god," I said instead and let my eyes flutter open.

"Are you okay?" He asked and looked worried, sincerely worried.

I nodded, "Better than okay... Condom?"

"Yeah, just a second," His body pulled away from mine regretfully and he sat up on the edge of the bed, my eyes taking in all of him again, this time slowly and very appreciatively. He was hands down the sexiest man I had ever seen, the effect he had on me and the side he brought out of me? No wonder I was so crazy for him.

I got onto my knees, my legs already shaky, but I somehow managed my way over to him and pressed my chest against his back. "Can I?" I asked with my lips against his neck, wanting him to feel as needed as I felt. As sexy as I felt. My hand ran down his hard chest as I kissed his skin, my lips moving back and forth between his shoulder and his neck. I heard the wrapper tear in his hands as I found his erection and stroked him, long and slow strokes and then fast ones. How hard he was before, he got even harder, my pussy clenching a little to try to ease the ache I felt.

He turned his head a little, just enough to look into my eyes as he suppressed another groan. "Can you?" He asked back, brushing his nose against mine as he smiled at me. I'd never put a condom on someone before obviously, but neither had he... the only difference being that he was an expert when it came to his penis and I had only just started touching him.

I wrinkled my nose as I shifted my body to be by his side, my hand going still. "I can try," I answered in a small voice, biting down on my lip before clearing my throat and giving him a more serious look. "I can do it," I said, sounding more convinced and confident. I wasn't either.

He smirked, slightly amused by how silly I was and at the same time he looked a little relieved. "Here," He pinched the top of the condom and set it on the head of his dick, watching me closely as I unrolled it down his erection, my fingers moving carefully and dear god was he big.

Once I was done I looked at him through my dark lashes, my expression giving me away and showing my every feeling. He reached for my hand and bit it gently as he wrapped an arm around my body, forcing my back flat on the bed before he hovered over my body like he had done before, only now it was all different. I could feel it, the mood had changed and the air was full of electricity and anticipation. I kept reminding myself to breath, knowing I could pass out any moment if I forgot to. My heart was beating faster than usual and I swore, I could hear his pounding in his chest. My legs opened for him once again as my arms wrapped around his neck, his face so handsome and sexy. "I trust you," I said in a breathy voice, boring my eyes into his.

"I want you," He smiled a little before getting serious again, moving his hand between our bodies to reach for his dick and set its head at my entrance. The he swallowed thickly, not taking his eyes away from mine for even a moment, his body shifting just so slightly as he pushed barely an inch inside of me, slowly, gently, but that...wow. He felt even bigger inside of me, huge even. The feeling was indescribable. I moaned then inhaled deeply, as lost in the moment as he looked, my body was tense and irradiating heat against his. "Tell me if it hurts," He managed to breath out, fighting against my own body to gain more access inside of me.

"You feel so good," I said in a reassuring tone, at least it was what I was going for. When he gave me another inch of him though, I felt pain mixed with pleasure. My eyes shut tight and my legs started closing a little, folding into his body.

"Hey," He said quietly and nuzzled my neck, my eyes fluttering open to find his. "I'll stop if -"

"No," I slid one of my hands into his hair, keeping my other arm draped over his shoulder. "Keep going," I said encouragingly and moved my hips experimentally, giving him more than enough of me to get us both moaning.

His lips pressed against my skin softly, moving inside of me slowly but it was incredible. I relaxed and felt him do the same, my legs pushing open for him as my hips kept moving, lifting up with his rhythm and meeting him with every thrust. "God, you are so tight," He groaned and I tightened around him, losing control over my body. I did it again and again, my legs shaky and goosebumps all over my body.

"I love you," I said honestly, giving his hair a gentle squeeze so I could see his handsome face and the smile that was my ultimate weakness. "I love the way you feel..." I trailed off and tossed my head back into the sheets before he could respond. I was seeing stars. I wasn't even coming yet but I could feel how close I was... the tingly feeling moving throughout my body and leaving me breathless.

He lowered his head back down while my hands moved to his back, my nails sinking into his soft skin as he pushed himself all the way, so deep inside of me. A deeper groan escaped him while my moans filled the room, only getting louder when he pulled back and pushed inside of me again. "I love you," He said back and picked up his pace, moving a hand to my breast and kneading it.

"Ben," I moaned loudly, spasming again and screaming when he hit this spot. I mean, it felt amazing before... but that spot? Oh my god. "Oh! Yes!"

He swallowed and pulled his head back, looking at my face to take in all the expressions crossing it. "Are you close baby?" He asked, his voice coming out breathy and low, his thrusts hard and deep to give me as much pleasure as he could. No longer gentle, but my orgasm was building it up and I knew that I wouldn't last much longer.

I opened my mouth, but before I could give him an answer I moaned instead, loudly, my hands clutching at his shoulders as my body tensed under his. "Ben, oh god!" I said again and I swear, his jaw dropped for the show I was giving him. I was coming undone, not able to control any reaction.

"Look at me," He managed to say between his teeth, setting his forearms against the bed by each side of me to prop himself up enough to speed up his pace.

I did as he said, for a moment his room was silent and then I was screaming his name again and again. "Ben!" I moaned one last time as my legs closed tightly around his hips. He pressed his lips against mine, hard, my mouth swallowing his groans as he kept moving inside of me until he was coming hard. I was amazed, out of breath, and speechless. The first awkward pain? Gone. Now I couldn't wait to try that all over again. 

He collapsed on top me, our breathing the only sound in the room now as we laid there motionless for a bunch of seconds, sated and wrapped in ourselves. His hand slid between our bodies to reach for the base of his dick, pulling out of me slowly and carefully. "Hi baby," He said in a soft voice after he got rid of the condom, beaming at me as he rolled over onto his side, holding me in his strong arms with our bodies pressed against each other. Everything felt perfect.


I looked up at him through my lashes, not able to conceal the wide grin on my face as I kept staring. A similar smile appeared on his handsome face as he reached down to tuck my stray hairs behind my ear. "Hi my love," I said back finally, leaning my chest against his and wondering if he could feel the way my heart was still pounding, if he could tell how in love with him I was.

"That was..." He trailed off and I bit my lip, his dick still hard and distracting. I got the sudden feeling that this would be our new favorite past time... that we'd never have enough of each other.

"Perfect," I said and hid my head by nuzzling his neck, kissing it slowly and then parting my lips to suck it. I could feel him getting harder all over again, only confirming my previous thoughts. I would never get enough of this man. "You amaze me," I whispered, still kissing him and feeling the sexiest I had ever felt in my life. My hand reached between our bodies and I guided him back inside of me, not an easy task but the feeling of him being inside of me, no condom no nothing between us? It was surreal.

"Wow," He said in a groan, tangling his fingers carefully in my hair and pulling my head back. He didn't say anything, instead I experimented with my hips, rolling them against his slowly while his eyes lock on mine. "Camille..."

There was something about the way he said my name, I felt like a goddess. "Benjamin," I moaned in response as our hips moved together, still slow but perfect.

He shook his head and smiled, "I'm never going to get enough of you."

I grinned since it was like he was reading my thoughts. Pushing what little pain I felt aside, I moved faster for him, "It's mutual baby."


(present)

I propped myself up on my elbow and grinned as Ben walked out of the bathroom, running his hands through his hair as my eyes took in his body which was covered by not more than a pair of tight briefs. My grin widened as he climbed into the bed beside me and pulled me close instantly, his hand inching from my waist to my ass as I wrapped a leg around his waist.

"You're wearing too much clothes," He glanced down at my shirt, giving me the confidence to push him onto his back and straddle his hard body. Hard all over. And so freaking perfect.

I pulled my shirt up over my head and tossed it aside, feeling my body blush as his eyes traveled down my lingerie clad body.

"What's this?" He grinned and started hooking his fingers with the side of my thong.

"Don't you like it?" I asked, setting my hand on top of his and guiding it down to my pussy, the crotchless panties I'd bought days ago no longer seeming so ridiculous.

"Mm," He replied unintelligently, wasting no time and sinking two fingers inside of me deeply. So deep and so indescribable, putting my own fingers to shame.

I parted my lips and a moan escaped me, his fingers pumping slowly as I moved my hips to ride them. God, he felt really good.

"Cami..." He trailed off and kissed down my neck, his free hand sliding up my back to unclasp my bra.

I kept moving, tightening against him and dying a little from the pleasure. It didn't seem like enough though. I wanted his mouth on my breasts, his dick buried inside of me.

"Cami."

I couldn't speak, only speeding up a little to greedily get more.

"Maman!!"

My eyes shot open and I darted into a sitting position, Gabe standing beside Ben in my bedroom. What the... oh god.

He threw himself into my arms and kissed my cheek, "Hi maman, I missed you."

"I missed you too handsome," I kissed him back and ran a hand through his hair.

"I'm going to go play with my new toys," He said and left my room.

I let out a sigh and moved my eyes to Ben, noticing his eyes on my chest where my nipples had to be hard, my panties were uncomfortably wet to say the least. "Sorry, I slept in," I crawled out of bed and looked for my discarded shorts on the floor. I was a hot sleeper and kicked them off sometime before my crazy Ben dream.

"Are you alright?" He asked and I could feel his eyes on me, studying me with genuine concern. "Your face is flushed and you're shaking a little."

I pulled my shorts on and grinned, "I'm fine, but thanks for letting me know I look awful."

"That's not what I meant," He said as he leaned against the door frame, letting his eyes take me in once again, "You look perfect. Like always."

"You can't know that, you don't see me always," I stuck my tongue out at him as I brushed past him, making him roll his eyes. It was easier to joke than accept a compliment... I was always bad with those.

"Such a smartass," He said with a smirk evident in his tone, following behind me while I self-consciously wondered where his eyes currently were. Probably watching where he was walking, but still. "You're welcome."

"Thanks," I said as I glanced at him from over my shoulder, his eyes were on my neck or the back of my head. I hated to admit it, but I was a little disappointed. We walked into the living room, Gabe nowhere to be found. "Where did he go?"

"Play with his new toys, he told you less than three minutes ago," He shot me an amused glanced, slumping on the couch with no invitation since he didn't really need one. This was basically the only time we spent with each other every week, mostly to talk about our son, but it was nice. "Did you forget already?"

I ignored him and wrinkled my nose, sitting next to him but not too close, my knees to my chest and my arms around my legs. When I was sure that he wasn't looking, I glanced at my nipples. Still hard. Jesus. "Did you get him new toys?" I asked instead.

"My mom did," He answered flatly, not liking how much either of our parents spoiled Gabe. "Are you sure you're okay? Your cheeks are still bright pink, maybe you got the temperature," He furrowed his eyebrows, stretching his arm and setting his hand on my forehead before I had the chance to repeat that I was fine.

"I'm fine silly," I grinned as he pulled away, concern still showing on his handsome face and making me want to crawl back in bed to hide. I rarely ever remembered my dreams. The last sex related dream I had was about Johnny Depp... and I mean, that is totally different. "I had a nightmare, it must have shaken me up little," I shrugged, hoping that would be the end of the subject.

"Oh," He gave me a nod but I swear, it was like he knew I was lying and could read my thoughts. Years ago he might have been able to, but now? Now we were in such a different place. We got along well of course, I loved him and he'd always be a special part of my life since he was my first love and the father of my son... but the magnetic connection we used to share when I was convinced I'd never get enough of him? I guess that was gone now and had been for years. "What was it about? Heights? Snakes?" He grinned, knowing my every insecurity as well as my fears. There were a lot.

"No," I grinned back and nudged him with my bony elbow.

He rubbed his side and winced dramatically, "Ouch. Have you been working out?"

"I have indeed, but that didn't hurt," I smirked up at him and he smiled again, the mood between us always shifting. "And if it did, then I'm sorry."

"You didn't, you're as strong as a 5 year old kid," He grinned back at me , making things easy and silly instead of thinking about all the things that we had had with each other and then lost.

I narrowed my eyes on him, "I might get offended."

"Gabe might get offended," He said with a straight face before breaking into a chuckle.

"Hey!" I slapped his arm playfully and frowned, "I got a lot better! My trainer makes me sweat like a piglet twice a week."

He shot me an amused look, my choice of words ridiculous. "A piglet, uh?" He smirked, "Be careful, muscular girls aren't too attractive."

"Afraid that I'll become stronger than you?" I joked along with him, leaning into him a little and for a moment I swore it was like when we were teenagers.

"Impossible," He said as he showed me his biceps, making a ridiculous serious face.

I tried to ignore the fact that his arms looked literally perfect and focused on his silly expression instead. "You're such a show off," I grinned and shook my head, resisting the urge to roll my eyes. Maybe it was the dream that still had me a little off beat, but god his arms had gotten big. Big, strong, and hard all over... the perfect words to describe his body.

"Jealous?" He grinned back, this time using his smug grin. "Show me what you're working with... if you're not too embarrassed that is."

I pushed my sleeve up and flexed, a laugh escaping Ben's lips as I narrowed my eyes on him, "Hey! You're killing what confidence I had left," I said but grinned.

"You might as well fire your trainer and find a new one," He shook his head, not able to hide the silly smirk on his face.

"No, he's good I swear!" I shook my head and pulled the bottom of my shirt up just past my belly button. "Look at this bikini ready body," I said while trying to keep a straight face, failing and laughing instead.

"Up for a challenge?" He asked as he raised one eyebrow at me, tearing his eyes away from my stomach.

I broke into a big grin as I turned towards him, "Always."

He pushed his shirt just as far up as mine, hard abs for days. Oh dear god. "I won," He said before smirking wider than ever when my mouth literally dropped open. I mean, I'd seen this man naked, it'd been years since then... but still. 

"But that's not fair!" I protested, though I was laughing, trying to push any dirty thought I currently had aside. "You're a guy of course you win!"

"You're not bad though," He smiled more genuinely and poked my stomach, making me jump a little and swat his hand away. His fingertip had been on my tummy for maybe a full second? The most contact we'd had in years and it made my skin flush again, my body yearning to be touched all over. I wasn't hard up, I lasted this long with out sex... but sometimes, it felt like enough was enough, either become a nun or go for a one night stand.

I pulled my shirt back down, biting my bottom lip, "You played dirty Mister."

"Ops," He shrugged as he kept grinning.

My eyes shot toward the hallway all of a sudden, my expression changing as I tried to think about anything but Ben's perfect body. "Whys there no noise coming from Gabe's room?"

He got up from the couch and I did too, wondering what our little man was up to since he was usually making a racket. "Let's go check," He said quietly as we both started for that direction, the mood between us changing as we went into full out parent mode. We stopped in the doorway, looking at our son who was asleep on his bed, still fully dressed and holding his new dragon plush. He looked like an angel.

"He had to be exhausted," I said in a whisper as I smiled at him.

Ben stepped behind me, his arms wrapping around my neck and my back leaning against his chest. "We made a perfect boy," He said quietly, setting his chin on the top of my head.

I relaxed against him, grasping his wrists gently with my hands. It was times like this where I wondered how different things would be now if we'd have tried harder back then, but I couldn't live in the past. "He really is... makes me want another baby some day," I said honestly, realizing only after I'd said it that it was a weird conversation to have with an ex. I knew that Ben dated and I was fine with that. He deserved to be happy more than anyone I knew... but it didn't mean I liked hearing about it, especially when Chloe went on about all the models he was seeing as an attempt to push me into dating. Honestly though, just hearing that made my self esteem plummet. I was pretty, yeah, but I was no model.

"Really?" He asked and I shrugged.

"Yeah," I said quietly, turning my head to find his eyes, our faces were not more than inches apart. I looked back at Gabe, "You don't?"

"No," He said simply and I grinned, assuming that much from him since I'd heard him say it countless times.

"You'll change your mind someday," I said and my grin faltered, thinking about how everything will change once he finds someone he wants to settle down with and start a family. But I knew Ben and was positive he'd always be a great dad to our boy, so I really couldn't complain.

He let out a snort of a laugh and I grinned again, thankful he could only see over the top of my head and not my random displays of emotions. "Probably not though," He replied and I rolled my eyes. For someone so cocky, it was like he didn't see what a catch he was and how every model in the agency wanted to wrangle him down... some men included.

"If I'm still single by thirty, will you donate your sperm?" I asked, semi joking while the rest of me was serious. In reality, if I was still single in 7 years? That would be depressing.

He tilted his head to the side to stare into my eyes as he kept a straight face, "We already talked about it."

"Is it a no?" I said back and let a pout play on my lips as I stared back at him, trying not to think of how close we were or how good he smelt.

His eyes dropped onto my lips a second before focusing on my eyes again as he smirked, "It's a no because that'd be creepy, we'd make it the old fashioned way instead."

"We did a good job the first time and we weren't even trying," I smirked back at him as my gaze went back to Gabe once again. I tried pushing the thoughts aside, having another baby... Ben being inside of me again. If things weren't confusing now? They'd be impossible then.

He kept quiet for a while, taking a few seconds before pulling away from me. "I better go now," He said as he ran his hands through his hair, "Do you need help with him?"

I shook my head, suddenly tired all over again and tempted to crawl into bed with my little man and cuddle him for the rest of the day. "No, I'll walk you to the door instead," I replied.

"Such a nice girl," He followed me in silence, the mood between us hard to read.

When I stopped and turned around, opening the door in the process, I offered my ex a smile, "I'll see you next week?"

"Yes," He answered as he leaned into me, dropping a hand on my hip and kissing my cheek before pulling away, "Night Cami."