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“Am…I dreaming?”
I fight the smile that stretches across my face at the amount of information she just gave me since I know what I know now.
“No, Princess. You aren’t dreaming. I’m right here. And there is no place I would rather be, sweet girl.”
I lower my head so I can pepper kisses across her face, down her neck, and over the top of her chest while I massage the soft mound in my hand.
“Oh God!”
I rub across her rucked nipple before taking it between my finger and thumb and giving it a squeeze. Her hands come up to grab fistfuls of my shirt as her body arches against me.
“What…what are you doing, Bennet? Te…?”
“Isn’t fucking in here, baby. Te isn’t here.” Te’s words about Rory worrying about things between us and Te come back to me.
“She’s… Bennet!”
I interrupt where she was taking things by bowing lower over her and using my tongue to scatter her worries. I lick over the hard tip before wrapping my mouth around it.
Both of her hands come up to cover her mouth as she cries out. I search out her other breast, yanking down the scoop neckline of her gown so the bounty spills out into my waiting hand. Imanipulate her stiff peak causing her hips to come off the bed and grind into my hard-as-stone cock.
I moan around the nipple I have on my tongue pushing it to the roof of my mouth before giving it a powerful tug. She mumbles something that sounds a lot like oh my God before I feel her knees squeeze up around me. I wonder if I could make her cum just by playing with her breasts. The thought has my cock growing even harder.
I want to make sure I give her beautiful breasts enough attention, so I go to the one that hasn’t been in my mouth yet. This time, I use my teeth to gently scrap against the sensitive bud. Again, her thighs hug my hips but this time she does something more. She rocks against my length causing me to suck in a much-needed gulp of air. I start to wonder if she could make me cum by just me sucking on her strawberry nipples, because it certainly seems like she can.
Chapter Seventeen
Rory
What is going on? I wake up to Bennet coming over me and saying more naughty things before I can even come up with an excuse for him not to be where he is. Some part of me realizes this probably isn’t a great idea but the part of me that is so close to fracturing apart because of what he is doing to me doesn’t care.
I should tell him to stop, protest, remind him of his sister being so close - just down the hall. Dear God, what if she hears us? What would I tell her? What could I possibly say? He rubs the sensitive nipple that just came out of his mouth, and I rock up into him again. It’s so much worse than before because every time I brush myself against the monster in his pants it feels better and better.
My hands leave my mouth where I slapped them to keep from crying out Bennet’s name and fall to his jean-covered ass so I can pull him closer. I spread my legs wider so more of me could run along the front of him.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! If we don’t stop…”
If we don’t stop, what? He started this after all. Why would he want to stop now?
“God damn it, Rory!” He pulls away from me before rearing up in between my legs. I’m thinking he’s going to leave me now when he reaches down and takes two handfuls of my nightgown.I’m shocked speechless when he rips the thing all the way down the middle until I am laying beneath him in only a pair of panties. “You sexy…little princess. You want me to make you cum, sweetheart? You want me to make it so you go mindless and don’t have to think about anything but me?”
“I…um, oh, Bennet! I…”
“You’re in my bed, little princess. You stepped into my house with these tempting little tits and this sweet pussy, and you don’t think I’m not going to take what I want, what belongs to me! You think I’m not going to get my taste like I told you I was going to take.”
All I can do is lay with my mouth open in pure shock. Bennet, the man I grew up with just told me he was going to…he used the word pussy again. This is a side of Bennet I would never have dreamed of.
He gives me a cocky grin before wrapping his hands in my panties and doing the same thing to them that he did with my gown.
“Bennet,” I hiss his name out, “you can’t tear my clothes off me.”
“I just did, baby girl.”
He takes my mouth in a completely different kind of kiss as his hands run over my body and he spreads my legs so that I am open to him. I let out a little yelp and try to cover myself. He takes both of them in one of his and stares down at me.
“No! Bennet, you can’t!”
“Princess, where you’re concerned, I most certainly can.”
