Chapter 20 - I love you

“Where?” Ben asks.

“He was just walking behind us.” I say with trembling voice. Ben steps in front of me and waits till Rick passes us. But he isn’t passing at all. Was it an illusion? A thought? Or what he really there?

I step from behind Ben and peek around the corner. The hall is crowded but I don’t see Rick anywhere.

“I think I am afraid to go to public places, afraid that Rick will find me. So afraid that my mind is seeing him everywhere.” I mumble at Ben, while looking at my feet.

“No wonder with all that he put you through.” Ben gives me a kiss on top of my head. “Lets go home.” He says. I smile. “Our home, that sounds good. Even though it’s for a short while.”

I grab Ben’s hand and we walk back to the car. I keep looking around to see if I see Rick. But he’s not there. Thank God.

We step in the car and drive back to the house.

“Well miss, no guests, no owner. What do you want to do?” Ben asks. I smile. “Take a long hot bath with the love of my life. Now where is Ventura?” I call for the dog and he comes running around the corner. Ben laughs and slaps my butt. “You rather take a bath with Ventura than with me?” He asks and I smile.

“Get naked and I might change my mind.” I smile. Ben pushes me backwards to the bedroom which has a bathroom attached to it. “Change your mind my dear.” He laughs while stripping in front of me.
He twirls his shirt and tosses it at me. I catch it and I can’t stop giggling. I grab it from the air, and smell it before I throw it on the bed.

“I think you are winning.” I giggle.

Ben pulls down his pants and rubs it across his back like a professional Chippendale. I can’t stop giggling. And walk up to him to pull down his boxer. But Ben grabs my hand.

“Uh uh.” He says. “You are not allowed to touch. Only look.” and gently pushes me backwards till I fall on the bed. I sit up straight and look at Ben.
“Hey Ben, ever saw American pie? You look like Jim now.” I laugh. “And you know what happened to him.”

“He got married to a sexy chick.” He grins. While tossing the jeans to me. “With a band geek.” I joke.

“I’m a band geek.” Ben smiles. While slowly pulling down his boxer.

“This one time, at band camp….” We laughs simultaneously. I snort and get up off the bed. “This is taking too long.” I say.
Ben is still slowly pulling down his boxer. And I help him take them down. Ben stands up straight and throws his hands in the air. “Tadaa.” He grins. “Now, who’s the lucky one to take that bath with you?” he asks.

I glare at Ben. And from Ben to Ventura. “Hm.” I say, while rubbing my chin. “Tough decision.” I look back and forth one more time and kneel in front of Ventura. “I am sorry buddy, but you lose, now, if you please want to leave the room. I’ve got some fun to make.” I gently push Ventura out of the door and walk up to Ben.

“So, you’re my bitch now.” I laugh. “Whatever you say miss.” He replies. “Now, get the bath ready so I can get naked too.” I say.

Ben does what I ask with a smirk on his face. He walks back into the room and sees me standing there, still with all my clothes on. “Why aren’t you naked yet?” He asks.

I slowly take off my dress, and he looks at my nearly naked body and bites on his lip. I hook my fingers on the sides of my panties and slide it down slowly. A growl escapes Bens’ lips and I smirk. I kick away my panties and stand up straight. Reaching behind my back to open my bra. I toss it at him. “I’m ready.” I say.

Ben growls. “Why are you so damn sexy?” He asks before nearly running up to me. His body crashes against mine and he presses his lips on mine, He sucks on my bottom lip and I let out a soft moan. His hands wander down my body and touches me right there where I want him to touch me.

“The water is getting cold.” I mumble against his lips. “Who cares.” He replies. “I do,” I say. Ben lets go of me and for a moment, I feel sorry that I said that.

Ben steps in the tub and I go in after him.

I sit between his legs, my back against his chest. There is foam all around us and he blows some bubbles in my face.

It’s very quiet in the bathroom and the sandalwood smell of the bath foam is taking over. Bens’ fingers stroke my belly and I rest my head backwards.

“I love you Ben.” I say. “I love you too Lynn.” He replies and he presses a kiss on my head.

If I ever heard someone talking about feeling blissful, I never knew what they were talking about. Now I do.
It feels so good, just being around Ben. Never in need for words. Never the feeling to prove myself and I can be me. He fell in love with the person I am. And he does not want to change me into someone I am not.

A noise from the living room distracts me from my thoughts. “Probably Ventura being jealous.” Ben grins. “I think you are right.” I reply.
There are no guests in the house. Ben continues to caress my naked body with his fingers.

My body is tense and every stroke of Bens’ fingers makes it worse. But I don’t want him to stop. “I want you, right here and now.” I moan.
I never had sex in the bathtub, and I am not even sure if it’s possible to do so. I turn around to sit on his lap with my legs around his waist.
I lift my hips, and help him slide inside me.

I move slowly up and down.
There is not much room to move and the waves of the water speed up my orgasm.

We both laugh. “I never did it like this before.” I say.
I lean back to Ben and he is massaging my shoulders. I am trying to regain my breath. “I don’t think I will do it like this pretty soon though.” I say. “I think I twisted my knee.”
“But you were damn sexy like that.” Ben grins.

The water is getting cold and we step out. We wrap ourselves in the towels and stumble into the bedroom with nothing but towels around us. “Now let me go take a look what Ventura did to the living room. I hope he did not wreck the place.” I open the door and look inside. The big lamp has been kicked over and shattered on the floor. It’s one big mess, and I can’t go inside bare feet. There is glass everywhere.

So much glass for a lamp like that, I think.

But then I take a look at the window. The window next to where the lamp stood, is completely ruined. That’s where the glass comes from. Ventura couldn’t have done that. “Ventura?” I ask. A soft growling sound and Ventura comes running to me from the kitchen. “What happened in here?” I ask, more to myself than to the dog.

I walk back into the bedroom to get dressed and check the window. Ben pulls me into a hug. “Not now Ben, I need to see what happened to the window. It’s completely smashed, and the lamp tipped over.” I quickly tell him what I saw in the living room.

We both get dressed quickly and I slip into my sneakers before heading back to the living room.

There is a big rock right underneath the smashed window and I pick it up. There is some fabric wrapped around the rock. My eyes are widening when I recognize the fabric.

It’s one of my panties.

Panties, that I left in Amsterdam.