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“If I let these arms go, are you going to use them to hit me?” he asks gruffly, not pausing in his thrusts.
“Probably,” I manage to get out.
He lets them go anyway and I swing them wildly, or as wildly as I can pressed face down on the wet table. They’ve gone to sleep, making my attempt even more pathetic.
Ben laughs darkly, easily avoiding my attack.
I’m so blind with pleasure, excitement, and the utter darkness that I don’t see his next move coming.
With one quick motion, he grabs my hair once more and lowers my face back into the inch deep puddle of water on the table. I didn't have a chance to hold my breath, but my body tries anyway, and a little bit of water gets sucked in. I cough and thrash, but Ben holds me there.
“I never knew coughing could be so fucking erotic. Do you want to know how good it feels on my cock when you cough like that?”
I use every ounce of strength I have left to stop coughing, to calm myself down, but it’s no use. Ben uses my hair to pull my head up and then dips my face into the water once more. I cough and spit uncontrollably as soon as he lifts me again.
“Fuck, lover. You trying to make me fill you up with my cum?”
It's not exactly what I had in mind, but the words don’t induce panic like they might with anyone else. I trust this guy to not want any accidental pregnancy just as badly as me.
I trust him a lot.
“Fuck you,” I sputter, my voice a hoarse whisper.
“So you keep saying.” Ben releases my hair and I barely catch my own head before it hits the concrete table. He’s got both hips in his grip now, pounding into me with punishing thrusts.
If this is my punishment, hell, I’ll take it all night.
“If you don’t come for me, I’m leaving you out here.”
I almost laugh despite my very non-funny circumstances. I’ve been on the verge of an orgasm since the second this game started.
If he wants me to come, I’m happy to oblige.
I arch my back slightly, shifting his angle just enough. He nearly cries out with pleasure, and the thrusts get harder.
I suck in a breath and hold it, trusting him to keep rubbing my body just like that.
The sky lights up electric blue and brilliant golden white as I come. I try to keep my eyes open to see it, but they clench shut against the waves of pleasure overtaking my senses.
My arms are propping me up and I arch into the feeling even further, making Ben give me what I need to keep the feeling going.
“God, your pussy gets so fucking tight when you come. You’re gonna make me come, is that what you want?”
“Yes.” It’s the first agreeable thing I’ve said in nearly an hour, but the orgasm sucked all the fight out of me. It was like the whole game was building to this moment, priming me with the right chemicals and just enough tension to make it explosive.
And it still is. Somehow, I’m still clenched down and spasming when I feel Ben empty himself inside me. His cool, wet body folds over mine as he continues to thrust through his pleasure, moaning unintelligible things into my shoulder blades.
When we finally still, we remain like that for too long, my body turning to ice as he presses me into the wet table, the water continuing to fall from the sky in never-ending sheets.
“Ben.”
My word breaks the spell and he’s upright in an instant, falling out of me and pulling my body to his. He turns me so my chest is to his, wrapping me in his arms and kissing the top of my head—a little move I’ve been trying my hardest to stop thinking about every second of every day.
Fat chance I’ll ever forget it now.
I can’t speak, can barely move my legs to take a step, which becomes apparent when I stumble trying to walk. Ben scoops me into his arms and carries me back into the house without a word, up the stairs and to the end of the hall, to the room I’ve been waiting to see.
He places me on a pale green sofa and covers me with a soft blanket.
