V Ardanowski has come to California to help her friend Jasper ‘Jax’ Jacks come to terms with his fiancée Brenda’s death. When Jax asks her to leave him alone with his memories for a few days, V is a little hurt, but she understands. She
begins to drive up and down the coast, exploring California. This is set three months from the present ***

“Another scotch on the rocks please.” Ben Evans motioned the bartender over. This beachside bar in Newport Beach was a tourist trap, but he liked breathing in the damp ocean air and watching the tourists engrossed in their
endless mating dance. As one particularly scantily clad woman brushed her barely covered chest against his arm, Ben realized he’d had enough, enough of the cheap alcohol and enough of he tourists for tonight. He slapped a 20.00
bill on the counter and waved off the vodka he had just ordered. Every place down here was just too crowded. He wanted to drink his memories away in silence. How had his life become such a mess? He and Meg should have been
married and happy now. Instead, he was alone, getting to know Maria again, their marriage legally dissolved as their love had through their years apart.

Driving around Orange County, Ben finally pulled up to the exclusive Four Seasons hotel in Newport Beach. This place was a favorite of his. The bar overlooked the water and while it wasn’t too quiet there was usually a blend of
Japanese businessmen and the higher end tourists. Seeing that the cheaper rooms cost upwards of 300.00 a night, only a certain crowd frequented this establishment.

V Ardanowski stroked the luxurious silk scarves in the hotel gift shop longingly. These were surely one of the finer things in life. Caressing them gently, V thought of a better time, a time when she too could have owned something this wonderful. She was madly in love with her ex-boss Jasper Jacks. He had never seen that side of her; his love for Brenda Barrett had blinded
Jax to V’s true feelings. Brenda was gone now, her broken body had been found next to her mother’s, after they had plunged off a cliff in a rental car. Jax was shattered and no one could reach him.

Against everyone’s advice, V had followed Jax to California. He needed someone and if he was shutting his family out, perhaps she could get through to him. What futile reasoning she’d had, V berated herself. Jax had asked for a few days alone and had set her up with a suite in this very exclusive hotel. It was a very nice hotel, but very dull. V wanted to go out and explore but she didn’t know anything about Orange County on a Saturday night and had the feeling she needn’t get herself into trouble.
 
With a sigh, she left the hundred dollar scarves and walked into the hotel lounge. She ordered a fruit and cheese plate and a kir royale. Champagne was for lovers, she reminded herself, but surely the raspberry liqueur and champagne blend couldn’t hurt her. Finding her gaze drawn to the scarves once again, V mentally planned all the things she could do with them. Why the gold
one would look great with her green pantsuit and the black paisley one was sexy enough to wear with a holiday dress. The Red one as a hair tie…oh and the long blue one would be perfect as a restraint. She blushed deeply as she had a
mental image of Jax tied to the bed with the silk scarves, aroused and begging her to make love to him.

Jax was V’s most persistent fantasy and as she thought about it further, she could see it all planned out. It wouldn’t happen immediately, but maybe within the next year. By then they would both be so ready. Could a person die of sexual frustration, V wondered. It had been quite a while.  Jax would be sleeping and V would slide over him, tying his arms and legs to the head and footboard. Then, she would trail a scarf over his eyelids, his lips, his throat, down his chest, to his erection. After he awoke and adjusted to his vulnerable position, V would take him to heights he could not even imagine.
 
Lost in her fantasy, V was startled when her drink and fruit plate were placed in front of her. She blushed more darkly and mumbled a thanks to the bartender. Looking down she could see her dark nipples poking through the thin
material of her lavender shirt. Why had she decided to wear that shirt without a bra? Shutting her eyes for a moment, V recalled what she had on under her black miniskirt. The crotchless panties had seemed like a delicious idea when she
wasin the midst of a Jax funded shopping spree but now they only proved to make her aware of her sensitive, swollen and damp flesh.

V almost jumped as a handsome dark haired man sat next to her. “Chivas on the rocks.” He told the bartender. He had an English accent, and his voice had an electric effect on V. Licking her lips quite unconsciously, she turned to the
man.

“Hi I’m V”’ She said giving him a smile. Taking a look, she liked what she saw. Dark haired with sensual bedroom eyes and a lopsided grin, the man was regarding her.

“Hi V. What does V stand for? I’m Ben Evans.”

“I’m not telling.” She winked at him. He just exuded sexiness.

Ben eyed V curiously. She wasn’t like the other women, throwing themselves at him. Her whole body language said that she wasn’t interested while her eyes showed him her interest. Never taking his eyes off her, Ben moved his hand to
her plate and plucked a grape from it. Biting slowly into the round fruit, he saw her eyes on his mouth.
“Mmm that’s good.” He had lowered his voice to a sexy purr. He didn’t know why he was doing this exactly, but he knew he was having fun.
V regarded Ben, wondering if he could sense her high state of desire right now. Could he know how his voice was making her squirm? And that purr…. she sighed.
“Is something the matter?” Ben asked. Her face was flushed; her eyes extra bright and she looked distinctly ill at ease.

“Nothing at all.” V piped up brightly. The bathroom, I have to get to the bathroom, she told herself frantically. “I need to freshen up, I’ll be right back.” She motioned to the bartender to keep an eye on her plate and drink.  She had been a policewoman for a time and knew about the date rape drugs and was more than cautious, even when weak kneed with desire.
Walking into the bathroom, V collapsed against the door. This was not good at all. She studied herself in the mirror. Why didn’t I wear a blouse she wondered, seeing her nipples straining against the Tshirt fabric. And what had
possessed me to wear these panties she thought, brushing her finger over to the
outer edge of them under her skirt. The tantalizing touch made her moan. “All right, get in control, V. There is a gorgeous man out there but he isn’t Jax. He doesn’t do anything for you because he isn’t Jax.” She repeated a few times.
Running a hand through her auburn hair, she sighed and paced a few times. Even though he was the opposite of the object of her desire, V would have been lying to herself had she denied the attraction that crackled between Ben and her.
With a sigh, she pondered her choices; she could return to the bar or retreat to her room and her fantasies.

Chapter 2

“It’s my imagination. He doesn’t feel a thing.” V said aloud as she started toward the door of the bathroom. Opening the door, she summoned all of her confidence. When she reentered the bar, she looked curiously at her now empty barstool. Where had her food gone? She met the bartender’s eyes and he pulled out her plate and drink.

“This gentleman requested you join him.” He led her over to a love seat, where the dark haired man, Ben sat watching her curiously.

“You wanted me to join you?” V asked quite unnecessarily. Ben patted the cushion beside him and V sank into the soft fabric after a slight hesitation. The bar was sparsely populated and this area was quite secluded.
 
“Yes, I wanted you,” Ben paused gazing meaningfully into V’s eyes. “To join me.” He continued.  What are you doing, his mind screamed, but awash in reacting and not thinking Ben tuned that part of his mind off.  I need to flirt, to relax he convinced himself. He couldn’t deny his attraction to this beautiful woman; his desire hummed in his veins and pulsed elsewhere.
 
“Wanted me for what?” V asked. She watched as Ben took a strawberry from the plate and ran his fingertip over it reverently. She was getting in too deep with this man here. Ben lifted the fruit moistened finger to his mouth and licked the juice off before answering.

“For whatever the night brings us.” His voice was a husky whisper and he never took his eyes off V as his teeth found the fruit and he bit gently into it. His effect on V was instantaneous. She gazed into his hooded eyes and felt herself moisten further.  Grabbing his wrist, she took the next bite of the strawberry.
 
“You’re going to owe me if you eat all of my dinner.”

"I pay all my debts in full.” Ben replied, placing the rest of the fruit in his mouth.  Hardly believing he was doing this, Ben leaned in towards V and moved to kiss her. V’s eyes widened as she saw Ben moving closer. Driving by a
need that was elemental, she pulled his face closer and touched her lips to his. With the fruit no longer a cute idea but a barrier, they kissed deeply, passing the berry between them.
 
Lost in the sensation and feel of Ben’s lips, V forgot for a moment that they were in a public place. When that realization dawned, she broke the kiss quickly. “I’m sorry, we shouldn’t have, that is, I…” V was mortified, her
blush deepening as Ben just looked at her curiously.
 
“Didn’t you like it?” Ben asked. He knew she had. It was evident from the glow in her eyes; her rapid breathing…he hazarded a glance lower and saw her hardened nipples. Closing his eyes for a moment, Ben wondered how to
phrase his question. “I think we could do with some privacy. Shall I get a room?”
 
V looked at Ben. Desire had clouded her vision slightly, but still, she knew she wanted this now. “I have a room but I’m going to insist something.”
 
“And what is that?” Ben was amused.

“That you leave your license at the front desk. A girl can’t be too careful.” She said, wondering if he’d laugh. Ben nodded seriously and pulling his driver license out, walked over to the front desk. V’s eyes followed him, marveling at how his erection had tightened the back of his jeans as well, so that his firm buttocks were molded perfectly into the denim.
He met V at the elevator.
 
“They’re sending up the fruit plate with some champagne.” She told Ben shyly. She had never done anything like this before and she was both shocked and humbled by her boldness.
 
"Good, what floor?” Ben asked.
In response V pushed the seventh floor button. They arrived at the hotel room and stood awkwardly around as they waited for
the food to arrive. V finally walked over and opened the sliding glass door, admitting the cool ocean breeze in. Words seemed unneeded, unnecessary and the longer they waited the more their desire grew.
 
“I want you” Ben confessed, lowering his head to capture V’s mouth.
She clasped the back of his neck and deepened the kiss, arching her back against him. Wanting to feel him in his full glory, V strained against him. The tantalizing pressure just wasn’t enough. Just as she was about to cry out in
frustration, there was a knock on the door. Both Ben and V eyed the food and champagne but instead found themselves in each other’s arms.
 
"You’re so beautiful.” Ben whispered. “Let me love you tonight.”
In response V nodded and took his hand. Sitting on the bed, she gazed up at him, eyes glowing with desire and acceptance. He most certainly was not Jax and she was more turned on then she ever had been. Ben noticed her mood change
to a somewhat pensive one. “Is anything the matter?”

V shook her head.” I just want to feel you, all of you. Put your hands on me. Consume me.” She lay down on the bed and reached her hand out to him. Ben needed no further encouragement as he sank down beside her.  V turned onto her
side and began stroking his face, his neck. Ben sighed happily; this was a happy surprise for the normal sexual aggressor. As V’s lips found his jaw, his cheek and then his lips, he stopped thinking and just concentrated on the marvelous fire burning inside him.
V at first kissed Ben tenderly, but as her desire grew, fueled merely by the presence of this man, she began kissing him harder,
delighting in his growing response. As they began plunging tongues into mouths both wondered who would be consumed first.

Slowly, V broke off their contact to start unbuttoning Ben’s shirt. “My, V, You’re aggressive in bed,” He joked as she pulled
ineffectively at his Silk shirt. He half sat up to aid her in her struggled and was shocked when, upon the removal of his shirt she straddled him to kiss his tanned chest. “Oh god V,” he moaned deeply as her nails found one of his nipples. V slowly
started licking and sucking at Ben’s chest from the base of his throat where his pulse beat wildly, to his nipples. “Oh god,” he whispered as her teeth nipped him. “Please,” he begged, “V, please stop or I’ll humiliate myself. I
need a minute.”
She lifted her head up and kissed him hard again. Ben shifted his body so he now lay over her and started lifting her shirt over herhead. As her shirt exposed more and more of her tanned flesh all Ben could do was to
gaze reverently down at her. Good lord, he thought, I need her now. Unbuttoning her miniskirt next he could feel the heat that escaped her in pulsing waves. Coming tortuously close to her core, he slowly slid it past her knees and
gazed wordlessly at her. She was breathtaking, heavy lidded eyes and silver jewelry set off her tanned compact body. Her legs, very long for her height, were splayed partway open in a very welcoming pose and V absently stroked her stomach as she gazed at him.
He could clearly see the dampness that betrayed her arousal and the stiffness of her nipples. Above the roaring of blood
through his head, V could hear a tortured moan. With a start he realized their moans of need were mingling. “It’s ok baby,” he could only manage an agonized rasp as he drank in her scent.

Stepping back from her was the last thing he wanted but still he did it to unbutton his pants and free his throbbing organ,
now only encased in black silk bikinis. When his body became more apparent to V, she strained up to reach for him. However, Ben knew her touch on his most sensitive part would be his undoing. “Please,” V begged, reaching for him. “Let me love you.”
 
“We have forever honey,” Ben whispered as he leaned over her. “Just shut your eyes and enjoy this.” He started kissing her shoulders, then unable to wait any longer he allowed himself to at gazed her upper body awash in the moonlight that exposed her to his heated gaze. Creamy flesh rounded to large but firm rose tipped breasts, then tapered again to a firm stomach. “Lord in heaven you’re magnificent,” he breathed as he moved his hands closer to reverently stroke her flesh. As he moistened his fingers and began to glide them over her hard nipples, V began to violently move her hips. “You like that
baby?” he asked, knowing her answer.

Needing all of her, Ben fastened his mouth on one nipple as he stroked and held the other breast. He felt V shudder hard
and cry out as he kissed licked and suckled her nipples into much stiffer peaks. V insistently tugged at his hair and cried out.
“ Oh Ben,” V gasped as her climax ebbed away. “That has never happened before.” With a wink and a smile, he continued his slow tortuous descent down her body, stopping to lick and nibble at her navel. Instead of becoming
mellow, Vs body had just reached a higher level, one where his every touch was magnified tenfold. Ben was in hell...holding off what he needed and desired the most left him hot, hard, and aching more than he ever had before in his life.

In a war against his every desire, Ben continued to move slowly, though every fiber of his being was in agony. He could hear the harshness of his every rasped breath as he tried to calm himself down before sliding V’s miniskirt
the rest of the way down her legs. As he smoothed his hands over the edges of the moist crotchless panties all he could think about was her scent, her moistness and her heat. “V,” He whispered softly. “I have to get up. I need a minute or...”
his voice trailed off. Slowly he got up and sat next to V on the bed. Even touching her would
make him humiliate himself so he just gazed at her.
 
“Are you ok?” she inquired, her breathy voice natural.

“Yeah, “He smiled. “You turn me on so much, I want it to be slow.” Let me just look at you.” He gazed raptly at her. “V you are stunning.” She flushed darkly and started to shake her head. “Yes you are,” the emotion in Ben’svoice threatened to choke him. “See yourself the way I am. Look at what you’re doing to me!” he gestured down to his briefs, grossly distended from the proof of his desire for her. V gazed as his crotch, unconsciously licking her lips, then not caring what happened, reached over to cup him through the silken barrier. “Oh lord, oh good lord,” Ben whispered as her hand was quickly replaced by her mouth kissing and licking all along the hard bulge.

With a quick motion V exposed him to her view. He was true male magnificence. Tanned, the over 8 inches of throbbing muscle begged for her touch, her mouth and she offered both willingly. “ V,” Ben sighed as she kissed the moist tip then took him further into her mouth. “V,” he started more urgently, realizing her mouth meant his
undoing. “ I won’t be able to.... please stop,” With a choked cry his climax overtook him and as he pumped his thick liquid into V’s mouth all he could focus on were her accepting eyes and stroking hands. With a shuddery sigh of
humiliation, he shut his eyes. “V, I’m so sorry that happened.”

“I’m not,” She leaned over close to his face. “ You taste so good. I never swallowed before,” She confessed, knowing that would stir his desire again. She was rewarded when the mostly soft organ twitched, then began to
swell again.

“Never?” Ben gulped.  “What else have you never done?” The tension had mostly drained away with their first climaxes, and they no longer felt the need to rush. V settled against his shoulder and began tracing the line of hair
that ran from Ben’s abdomen lower.

“I never tasted a man like that before, never even touched a man like this,” she said as she cupped him and felt him grow harder. Emboldened by his body’s response, she gripped it tightly then held it loosely. “How do you like it
touched?” she inquired. With a soft groan, Ben covered her hand with his own and together they stroked him up and down, swelling him to his full length again. “You like that?” V asked as his hips began to rise and lower
rhythmically.

Ben kissed her hard then eased down V’s body until his head was level with her navel. Kissing all around her stomach, he reached up to stroke her nipples then slid his hands under her panties and pulled them down. As he
grazed her damp pubic hair with a knuckle, he felt her gasp again. “Prepare to meet heaven again, V,” he whispered as his body came to view. She may be visiting heaven soon but surely he was with an angel. Her dampness and
swelling showed him the high stage of her arousal. Gently he parted her legs and began stroking her liquid fire. V began rising off the bed making small mewling sounds. Dipping his tongue in to taste her, V responded by tangling
both hands into Ben’s hair and urged him on. He tasted her like a starving man after his first meal in ages and after a few minutes felt V spasaming uncontrollably. He continued stroking her and whispering tender words to
her as she moved anxiously then gradually slowed, then unable to stop, he slid up her body, settled his hardness between her legs and rocked against her.  “I need you.” Ben whispered against her mouth.

“I need you too.” V whispered back.

Chapter 3

 Ben’s hips began rocking and unable to help herself any longer; V guided
him to her and eased him inside. “ Make love to me now,” She whispered as she raised her hips,
admitting more of him into her core. Ben could only whimper as he eased in slowly. She was so tight, so hot, and so welcoming.
 
“This is what you want?” he asked, desire and need tightening his voice.
 
“Yes,” She breathed; wrapping both arms and legs around him. With a low moan, Ben eased his whole length inside V. She was so tight, so hot and they fit so well together.  As they moved together, neither could stop the feelings
that flowed toward from one to the other. Caught in another world, one where only they existed they moved together and reached heaven together. They each drifted back down to earth tortuously slowly. “Wow,” V buried her head on
Ben’s sweat slickened chest. “That was.... what was that?” she giggled. “Are there words for that?”
 
"Heaven.” He supplied, wrapping his arms around her.
 
V rested in Ben’s arms for a moment. Totally exposed, emotionally and physically, she felt the gentle breeze caressing her body as his even breathing and strong arms caressed her heart. This night was the most special night of
her life. She couldn’t help but wish for a lifetime of nights like these.
“Give me just one more night.” She whispered, snuggling tightly against Ben.
 
“Only one more night?”  Ben asked. “What about a lifetime littered with hem?” V sighed, lost in thought. It was a wonderful fantasy, but in the morning he’d be gone and she’d be back to being V Ardanowski, boring, predictable and Jax’s assistant. “It doesn’t have to be whatever you’re thinking.” Ben told her.
 
“Excuse me?”  V sat up a little to look into Ben’s eyes.  She had never seen sapphire eyes quite like his before.
 
“It doesn’t have to end tonight. Tonight could be just a start.” V smiled sadly.  She knew nothing about this man, except his name was Ben, he has a California drivers license, and he fit in at least on the surface to be comfortable in a five star hotel. What kind of start was that? What kind of start could it ever be?
 
“How could it be?” V asked. “We know next to nothing about one
another.”

 “We know the most important things.” Ben told her insistently. “I know how sexy you look when you moan, what you taste like, how you feel under me.” He moved to start kissing her throat, nibbling at the base where her pulse
beat more rapidly. As a warm flush started to form on V’s chest, he slowly moved
down to kiss and lick her collarbone.
 
She caressed his cheek, “What do you have in mind then? I’m visiting, you look as if you live here.”
 
Ben kissed her with infinite tenderness. “I can visit you or you can come here. We can work it out. Now that I’ve found you, I’m not ever letting you go.”

As V snuggled against him, she found herself believing his vow. Whatever happened in the morning, she knew her life would never be the same.  It had changed for the better. “I may have stumbled into a fairy tale, but I want to stay here for another night, for forever.” She whispered as she drifted off to sleep.

The End