Page 315 of Benched By You


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"What do you want, baby?" I growl, my voice dripping with filthy intent, a low rumble that makes her clit twitch. "My fingers buried deep inside that sopping wet pussy of yours? Or my fat, throbbing cock stretching you wide, making you scream my name?"

Her breath hitches, her chest heaving, her nipples hard as fucking diamonds under that thin fabric. She's squirming, trying to grind against me, but I hold her still, teasing her, making her fucking suffer.

"Please," she whimpers, "please, I need... I need your cock."

"Yeah?" I chuckle, dark and dirty, my fingers still circling her entrance, slick with her juices. I dip one finger inside, just enough to make her fucking whimper, and she clenches around me, greedy, her pussy sucking me deeper.

"Yes! Yes! I want you, Zach. Right fucking now."

She's glaring at me, but it only makes her hotter—her eyes are blazing, her lips swollen, her body begging for me to take her.

I kiss her hard, my tongue plunging into her mouth as I pull my pants down, bucking my hips so she can tug them all the way off. Then she stands up, stripping off her pants and panties, her pussy glistening in the soft light, swollen and fucking inviting.Her thighs are slick, her ass taut, her body trembling with anticipation.

Fuck, she's fucking mesmerizing.

She's a goddamn vision above me. I pull her back onto my lap, feeling her wetness slide against my aching length.

"Christ," I rasp, fingers digging into her hips. "You're going to take every inch of me, aren't you?"

She nods, her eyes darkens.

Our mouths crash together, all teeth and tongue and desperation. She bites my lower lip, tugs my hair hard enough to make my eyes roll back.

"Later," I promise between kisses, "I'll take my time with you later. Make you come until you can't remember your name. Just—please—"

She doesn't make me beg further.

Her hand wraps around me, positioning me at her entrance before she begins to sink down.

"Oh, goddamn—" The sensation is fucking unbearable—perfect, slick heat gripping me inch by inch, her inner walls pulsing and squeezing around me like she's trying to milk the cum straight from my balls.

I grit my teeth, fighting for control as pleasure borders on pain, determined not to embarrass myself by finishing before we've even started.

She starts riding me, her hips moving in slow, deliberate strokes, her hands braced against my chest.

"Zach," she moans, her nails digging into my skin. "I've needed this so fucking bad."

"You're so fucking tight," I growl, my hands gripping her ass, guiding her movements. "Your pussy feels like heaven wrapped around my cock. So wet for me."

"Harder," she gasps, her voice breaking. "Please, harder."

Oh, fuck me.

I grab her ass with both hands, lifting her slightly before slamming her back down onto my cock.

Again and again, I thrust up into her while pulling her down onto me. It's like being swallowed by liquid fire, her walls gripping me so tight I see stars.

I can't tear my eyes away from her face—her lips parted, eyes half-closed, cheeks flushed with pleasure. She slaps her hand over her mouth to muffle a scream, and the sight of her fighting to stay quiet while I'm buried inside her makes me impossibly harder.

"Come for me baby," I tell her, holding her hips flush against mine. "Let me feel that sweet pussy squeeze my cock." I capture her mouth with mine, kissing her relentlessly before trailing down to her jaw, her neck.

I suck the sensitive spot below her ear, then nip at it with my teeth. She makes that little whimpering sound that drives me wild, so I do it again, harder.

"Fill me up," she whispers, her voice dripping with lust. "I want to feel your hot cum inside me while my pussy's still pulsing around your cock."

"Not yet, baby," I growl, flipping her onto her back, pinning her beneath me. "I'm going to wreck this sweet cunt first. Want to feel you gushing all over my dick at least twice before I empty my balls deep inside you."

I look down at her, a smug smirk spreading across my face as I watch her pupils dilate, her breath catching when I talk like this. The filthier the words from my mouth, the wetter she gets—it's kink, a kink we both share and love.