Chapter 12
Bennett
I watch her suck my cock and it's the hottest thing. I'm totally lying; every single time with her is hot. She gives just as good as she gets, it's always been like that. This is the one place that she lets all her guards down. I growl at her when she sucks one of my balls into her mouth, my mouth tasting the sweetness off her fingers. "You're about to get a lot wetter." I sit up, surprising her as she gets on her knees. My hand goes to the nape of her neck where I grab a fistful of her hair and pull her mouth to me. Our mouths feast on each other, she sucks my tongue exactly how she sucked my cock.
My hands grab her hips and I flip her around, so she's on her back and I'm between her legs. She opens for me and pulls her knees up knowing that in a second my mouth is going to be on her. Removing her thong I see that her pussy glistens in the light, and before I bend down to lick her, I use my middle finger to rub up and down her slit, slipping inside her. "Always wet for me." Her eyes close as I finger-fuck her with one finger, her hands cupping her tits as she tweaks her nipples.
"Yes" is the only thing she pants out as I move my finger out of her and to her clit. My finger going around and around in soft circles.
"Tell me what you want?" I ask her and her eyes open to stare at me. Her blue eyes are light, but the more I rub her clit, the darker they become.
"I want you to suck my clit and finger-fuck me," she says, not skipping a beat, "until I come on your hand." I move my hand down and slip two fingers inside her. "Yes, like that." She moves her hips up a bit to get my fingers into her faster. "And then after I come," she pants, "I want you to sit on the couch and I want to slide my pussy down your cock." My cock twitches at her words. "While you hold my hips and help me ride you."
"Fuck," I say, bending my head, my mouth going to her clit and sucking. Her pussy clenches around my fingers and I know that she's getting close.
"After I ride you for a couple of minutes"—my eyes look up and find her watching me—"I want you to lay me on my back and fuck me harder than you've fucked me before." Her legs close in around my head. "Then I want you to flip me over and fuck me from behind." I fuck her pussy faster with my finger. "Make my ass red." She moans out the last words before she comes all over my fingers, drenching them. "Bennett," she chants my name over and over again, thrashing her head side to side as one orgasm rolls into another. "I need your cock," she says as her legs fall to the sides of her.
"Your wish is my command." I slip my fingers out of her and lick them clean while she watches. I unbutton my shirt, pulling it off me and tossing it in the pile of clothes beside us.
"Sit," she commands me as she gets on her knees. I sit down with my back to the couch while she throws a leg over my hips, squatting over my cock. I can't help but lean in and take one of her nipples into my mouth. Sucking it in deep and then biting it at the end. Her head goes back and she moans for a second before she reaches down in the middle of her legs and she grabs my cock in her hand. She rubs it up and down her slit before positioning it at her entrance as she moves her hand, and inch by inch she slides down my cock until I'm balls deep in her. "So full." She leans forward to slip her tongue in my mouth. Her forehead is on mine, her hands on my stomach as I hold her hips in my hands and help her ride me. She lets go of my lips for a second and we stare into each other's eyes as she slowly fucks me. Our panting fills the room, her wetness all over my cock; only the last couple of days we've gone without condoms because it was a little bit too late. "Bennett," she pants my name as my hands go from her hips to squeeze her ass, moving up her sides, and coming up to grab both tits in my hands. "It's so good," she praises and she sits up straight and moves up and down, this time faster than before.
"What is it, gorgeous?" I ask her as she leans back. "Your pussy is getting tighter." I lick my thumb and find her clit for a second before wrapping my arms around her waist and turning her on her back. "Play time is over," I tell her and she smiles at me.
"Is that a fact?" I slide into her pussy, slamming the last inch in. "You going to fuck me hard?" she asks me as I pull out slowly and then just slam into her. The sounds of our skin slapping together fill the room. "Is that all you have?" Her eyes almost roll to the back of her head as I slam into her again. Over and over again, I pound her pussy harder than I ever have before. "Give it to me, Bennett."
"You have it," I tell her as I feel her pussy clench down on me, her juices running down my balls. "You have all of me," I mumble right before slamming into her one more time and this time coming in her.
"I feel you," she says as I plant myself all the way inside her, "coming in me." I put my forehead on hers. "Your cock gets bigger inside me." She slips her tongue in my mouth as I collapse on the side of her.
"Are you okay?" I ask her from her side as I try to catch my breath.
"I'm more than okay." She beams and I turn to the side and she hitches her leg over my hip, my cock still planted inside her, still hard. My hips move slowly fucking her. "If you are going to fuck me again." She moves her hips to me. "I'm going to need to eat." My hand comes up to cup her tit, rolling her nipple. "Or we can eat later," she says and I fuck her again just like she wanted me to.
"I don't think I can eat another bite,” Presley says from her stool beside me. I look over at her, and she is wearing my button-down shirt with nothing under it. I sit on my own stool in just my boxers, that I had to put on after the third round. We not only had two rounds on the couch, but when we came into the kitchen, she bent over right in front of me and I couldn't help myself.
"Well, you sure worked up an appetite." I lean over and kiss her neck and then her lips.
"I wasn't the only one." She raises her hand and holds my cheek.
"I have an idea," I say, pulling her stool even closer to me.
"The last time you had an idea." She laughs and I can't help the fullness that I feel in my chest. "You 'accidentally' put it in the wrong hole." She uses her fingers to put accidentally in quotations.
I can't help but laugh. “It was an accident," I tell her, getting up and walking toward the stairs. "Stay there," I urge her and she rolls her eyes at me. I jog up the stairs and walk into my bedroom, going straight for the bathroom.
I turn on the lights walking across the white marble floor with gray in it and turn on the water in the giant tub. Adding some of the bubble bath that I know she likes, I put a towel on the floor to make sure that she doesn't slip when she comes out. I walk over to the double-sink vanity that is in front of the tub, grabbing the candles from under the cabinet. Lighting the candles, I walk over to the doorway and dim the lights, giving it a soft glow. I walk back over to the tub and adjust the water, knowing she likes it warmer. I walk over to the shower and grab her loofah, tossing it into the water. "What are you doing?" she asks me, standing in the doorway.
"I said stay there." I stand and she walks into the bathroom to stand in front of me. "Why don't you listen?”
"Since when have I ever listened to you?" She laughs as she looks over at the tub filling with water.
"I wanted to surprise you," I tell her, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her to me. She gets on her tippy-toes to kiss me and wraps her arms around my shoulders. "I was getting the bath for you."
"What?" she says, surprised.
"I wanted you to relax." I kiss her lips and then go to her cheek. My arms drop from her as I unbutton the two buttons that were keeping my shirt on her. "I got this," I say and turn my head. "Play spa music." The sound of soft crashing waves fills the room now. "Get in," I invite her, holding out my hand so she can get in the tub.
She shakes her head and puts one foot in and sighs before moving her other foot in. She pulls me to her. "Aren't you going to get in with me?" she asks me and there isn't anything I wouldn't give this woman.
"If that's what you want," I say, letting her hands go and taking my boxers off and tossing them with my white shirt that she took off. I get into the tub and sit down, opening my legs for her to sit between them. I'm expecting her to sit facing me but she doesn't; instead, she sits down with her back against my chest.
"This is so nice," she says, putting her head to the side. "It's just what I needed and didn't know."
"Did you have a long day?" I ask her, grabbing the loofah and washing her arm.
"It wasn't that bad," she says, turning and kissing my arm. "I called the doctor."
I stop moving, putting the loofah down. "And?"
"She gave me an appointment for Friday," she tells me and I kiss the top of her head. "See, I do listen to you sometimes."
I can't help but laugh at that statement. "In the last twelve years you've listened to me a total of maybe twice.
"Did you tell your mother?" I ask her and she chuckles.
"Did she show up at your office?" she counters and I laugh now.
"She would show up, wouldn't she? She's going to show up and probably hand me my ass on a platter."
She laughs as I wrap my arms around her, holding her stomach. It feels like I'm holding my whole world. "Do you want a girl or a boy?" I ask her softly, my thumbs moving up and down.
"I didn't really think about it," she answers me softly. "You?"
"As long as the baby is healthy, I don't care if it's a boy or a girl." I can't help the smile that comes to me now. "As long as they have your smile."
She turns to smile at me. "I want them to be smart like you." I don't make the correction that she said them, meaning we are going to have more than one child together.
"I want them to have your eyes." I kiss her temple. "And your hair."
"I want them to be loyal like you." She looks up at me and I'm about to tell her that I want them to never go a day without knowing they are loved but instead I just lean down and kiss her lips, silently telling her that I'll love her always.