Ben and Hattie by Debra Deasey

Author:Debra Deasey [Deasey, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic romance; baseball; women's fiction
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2022-08-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Ben woke early the next morning for practice and woke Hattie gently before he left.

“Baby, you’re meeting the girls, remember,” he said as he kissed her. “I’ll see you early tonight. I have practice all day.”

“Thanks,” Hattie said, stretching, her body raw from last night still. She showered and dressed, walking the few blocks to the coffee shop that was regularly becoming their hangout. She greeted Grace and Katie, placed her order, and sat down gingerly.

“Issue?” Katie said, raising an eyebrow at her.

“Just a bit tender,” Hattie whispered. She hesitated. Should she tell the girls what happened last night?

“I, well, Ben and I, went to the Red Room last night.”

Grace whistled softly. “Wow, Jack has taken me there a few times and it’s hot. I didn’t know Ben had it in him.” Grace hesitated. “I didn’t know you had it in you, Hattie. You’ve surprised me. In a good way.”

“I’ve heard so much about it but it blew my mind,” Hattie gushed. “Ben hired a private room and we--Well I--No. Ben surprised me with another person.”

Katie coughed into her coffee. “Ben shared! No way would he let another man touch you.”

“It wasn’t another man,” Hattie whispered, eyes downcast as she confessed what she had done.

Grace took her hand. “Are you embarrassed about what you did?”

Hattie shook her head. “No…it was just something different. But I’m not embarrassed about it itself; just talking about it.”

“Hattie. There is nothing wrong with exploring what you like about sex, and Ben is the perfect person to do it with as he obviously adores you. But don’t lose sight of what you really want.”

“I really want Ben,” Hattie said. “All the time.”

“Tell him that. Men need their ego stroked some of the time,” Grace said.

“Besides other things stroked often as well,” Katie chimed in dryly.

The three started laughing and moved the conversation onto other topics. Hattie was grateful to have made such good friends, finally.

Hattie decided to surprise Ben with a dinner after his practice and went to the market to buy the ingredients before going back to his place. She slipped out of her jeans and winced as her underwear rubbed against her, still sore from last night.

Hattie knew what would fix it. She looked at the time. Ben wouldn’t be home for another hour. She went to the icebox and took out some ice cubes, throwing them in a glass and taking it to the bedroom.

She stepped out of her underwear and top and lay on the bed, feeing the cool sheets under her. She lifted an ice cube from the glass and placed it on her stomach, feeling it melt under her fingers. She circled her naval and slipped the cube lower, touching her tender mound before pulling it away again.

“Fuck,” she cried as she pushed it onto her again, the pain of the cold feeling so good on her heat. The cube melted quickly. Hattie reached for another one and followed the same path to her clit, where she slowly circled the cube, her hips lifting as she inserted it to try to cool her inside.

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