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He talks -and acts- like he has some right to be doing all this to me.

“Look at this pretty little pussy. I can’t wait to look down at my big, thick cock spreading it wide.” I whimper at the words and try to pull my hands free, but he has too good a hold on them. “I bet the first time I take you I’ll be able to see that cherry when I pull out.”

He uses his free hand to massage and weigh my breasts.

“Son of a bitch, everything about you is so fucking sweet, so fucking perfect.”

He trails his fingertips down my body and over the mound of my pussy before dipping them inside of me. All the air leaves me and my hips fly off the bed as he finds my clit and starts to rub.

“B…Bennet!”

I shut my eyes to try to stop the riot of emotions and sensations ricocheting through my body but when my eyes are closed, he slides down on his belly to bring himself closer to the thing his fingers are playing with.

I yelp before both my hands fly to my mouth. When did he let them go? He pulls me apart and stares right into the center of me. My hands leave my mouth to cover myself but he growls and his eyes shoot to mine.

“Don’t make me cuff you, princess. You know I’ll do it. And I won’t be able to help myself.”

I bite down on my lip and slowly take my hands away, burying them in the sheets around us.

“Beautiful, sweet little pussy. So beautiful. You’re breathtaking, princess.”

My heart flips in my chest. I…believe him. I believe that he thinks what he is looking at is…pretty. Still, I can’t help but wonder if he’s one of those guys who just love women and everything about them. He’s sweet enough for it to be that. If he is, that means I’m not really that special to him, which also means what we do he could be doing with anyone. The thought sours my stomach.

He doesn’t give me a lot of time to worry about things like that though since he leans in to swipe his tongue up both sides of my swollen lips before pulling them apart and doing the same right through the middle. My hands go to my mouth again as I cry out into my palms as my body tightens up and all thought of anything else vanishes from my mind.

He sucks on my outer lips and then licks me again before his tongue bats my clit to excruciating sensitivity. He sucks there and my hips go crazy moving in disjointed motions that look like I am trying to ride his face. He reaches up and drags my hands away from my mouth and to my breasts. He starts playing with me over the tops of my own hands, teaching me how to tease myself.

“I want to hear you say my name when you cum.”

I shake my head in an emphatic negative. If I say his name when I cum, he won’t be the only one hearing it. Then he goes back to sucking and biting and working my pussy to the very height of pleasure. My hands go to his head and then his wrists and then the covers to finally come to rest on his head again. His tongue travels down to my entrance and wiggles it’s way inside afew inches and my body stops being my own. Gone is any higher thought as I am reduced to instinct and heightened senses.

Everything tenses up so much it’s almost painful. Every nerve I have vibrates and throbs with feeling until the tension breaks and my body shakes through a release. Before I can cry out his name his mouth is on mine swallowing up the sound and taking my breath. Muscles tighten as my entrance pulses through one long wave of pleasure.

When I regain my faculties, I realize we are still kissing but this time it’s not rushed or frenzied and I become aware of the fact that I can taste myself on him. Evidence that Bennet Underwood licked me into oblivion. And suddenly, I can’t keep my eyes open any longer. My body is so languid and limp that all I want to do is sleep.

“Rest, princess. I’m going to make sure you are safe and sound.”

Safe and sound does sound nice. It sounds like I can actually go to bed and dream my dreams without having to worry about…anything. The last time I felt that was when I would spend weekends with Te and we would laugh and play and the entire time Bennet would be there watching over us, protecting us, making sure we could be wild and crazy and that no one would bother us. It’s been a long time since I had that, a long time since I was sleeping in the same house as Bennet and never in the same bed. The whole bed thing must be why it feels even safer now than it did then.

Chapter Eighteen

Bennet

It took me a long time to nod off after I shed all my clothes and got back in bed with Rory. One of the reasons was that I was too caught up in having free reign to explore my princess’s body. I spent long moments just cupping and holding and stroking her softness.

I came more than once. The last time I came I pulled Rory on top of me with her legs spread on either side of my hips and her hot pussy resting just out of reach of my thick rod. I used her pussy to jerk myself off and made damned sure to paint her pussy cum-white, even putting the head of my dick at her entrance and shooting some inside of her.

Now the morning sun is leaking in between the curtains and bathing my sweet dream in golden light. I crack my eyes open to find out she is still spread out on top of me. Both of us are still naked and the words 'morning wood' do not even begin to describe the massive monster I have standing straight up to try to find Rory’s sweet entrance.

Maybe if I go really slow, I can use that little pussy to get myself off one more time before she wakes up and demands I let her out of bed. I take her hips in both of my hands and start moving her up and down, up and down. She starts dripping honey onto the shaft of my cock immediately. Her pussy tightening around the length and swelling with need.

After a couple of glides, she starts moving on her own, moaning every time we meet and the head of my cock bumps against her clit.

“B…Bennet, I…oh God, I think…I think I’m about to…cum. I think I’m going to cum.”

“That’s right, baby. Cum on my cock, get my big, fat dick so wet it’s dripping off both of us. Cum for me, baby. Cum on Daddy’s cock.”

“Oh my God!” She shakes through a massive orgasm that leaves my cock drenched. She liked me using the ‘D’ word.

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