I want to close my eyes and let the sensation completely take me, but I can’t stand the thought of looking away. “You look so hot right now.”
His eyes look up to mine and he winks. Mouth on my pussy, whimpers coming out of the both of us, and he fucking winks.
My orgasm shoots off like a rocket. My scream is surely heard from outside if anyone’s on this block, but then they’ll probably hear Beck too. He laps up every bit of my orgasm only slowing when my muscles relax.
“Oh my gosh,” I breathe out as Beck places a few kisses on my pelvis and thighs.
His hands move around lifting up my ass then licking me up the center one more time. “Worth it?”
I can’t even form coherent words for a response. Hell yeah, it was worth it.
Beck reaches for my jeans then helps me get them back on. His hands find my hips when they wobble as I stand back up. “Beck, that was?—”
“I know.” He runs his hand through the back of my hair. “We should probably head back to the house. I can’t promise discreetness since I came in my pants, but I’m not?—”
“Hold on, what?”Did I hear that correctly? He came in his pants?
Beck tilts his head without a care or hint of embarrassment on that gorgeous face of his. “Oh yeah, Killer, I came from eating that delicious pussy of yours. Are you kidding? I’ve been thinking of you for nine months, I’m not ashamed to admit I’m probably going to have to work on my stamina if you want to do this again.”
All hesitations have officially exploded along with that orgasm. “I want to. Roommates with benefits. Let’s get it all out of our system.”
The corner of his lips tug up. “Should I ask if you’re sure?”
“Never ask that when it comes to you. All I know is that I’m tired of thinking about it. Thinking and fighting are getting me nowhere, so…”
Beck’s hand grasps my chin lightly. “Great, then let’s stop thinking. Let’s just fuck until we’re sick of each other.”
My smirk matches his. “Fuck each other right out of our systems.”
Chapter 19
Beck
Leaving the storefront, I feel fucking amazing. No one pinch me. If this is a dream, I have zero desire to ever wake back up.
Hell, after that I think I just want to live in between Jensen’s legs.
I feel alive. I could run a damn marathon right now, no, an Ironman.
Actually, a sexual Ironman, if you will.
Looking over at Jensen in my truck, her knee bounces as she looks aimlessly out the window. I’m so damn eager to get back to my place and go for an actual round…but is she?
I don’t want this to turn weird for us. We need to play this smart or it could go south quick. Jensen’s so intertwined in our group and I refuse to let this have any impact on her relationships with the girls.
I know she said she wants to do this, but I also told her that we would still be us. Would taking her back to my place and simply having sex feel like that’s our only reasoning for being around each other now?
Shit, now I’m overthinking it. We’re not a couple. I know we’re not romantic, per se, but we can still be us, and there’s something we usually do that we skipped.
Reaching over I squeeze her leg quickly. “Hey, it’s Tuesday, let’s pick up Dottie and go for a run.”
Jensen’s eyebrows pull together. I know this isn’t at all what she’s expecting, but then her leg stops bouncing and she seems to relax a bit.
“I’m not saying I don’t want to run, but it’s actively snowing. I get we have salt and all the plows, but even I have my limits. Not to mention limits for the conditions she runs in.”
“I know. But I have a solution for that if you want to go run…” I take a small breath. “Or we can get our heart rates up a different way. It’s up to you, Jen. I’m good with either.”
Jensen eyes me cautiously and it takes a few seconds but she finally relents. “Maybe we do go for a run.”
