“Not yet, kitten. You have to be quiet for five more minutes. Be good.” Benjamin stills against me. His whole body is trembling slightly—tensed with effort, and I can feel his harsh breath on my neck from where he’s resting his head.
I walk us to the apartment—inside, and to my bedroom. I don’t think he knows where we are at this point. Gently—I lay him down and take his shoes off—followed by his pants and briefs.
“Fuck.” He moans once he’s fully naked, eyes shut, hands twitching. “Aaron?”
“I got you baby. Want to come in my mouth before I fuck you? Hm?” Benjamin’s eyes shoot open to stare up at me where I stand.
“Yes—yes please.” So polite, so needy. So delicious.
I scoot him up the bed and lay between his legs—enjoying the soft cries I get when I kiss his thighs—the scar I left there, the base of his dick. But I don’t torture him for too long. I take him into my mouth,making him scream out my name, grabbing my hair and immediately bucking up into me. I shove my hands up under his ass, encouraging him.Fuck it, baby.
Oh boy—he does.
Benjamin’s thrusting into my mouth like a madman—feet planted on the bed and head thrown back. His hands tighten in my curls, and I keep choking, my tears and spit dripping all over him.
“Ahh, fuck—fuck Aaron. I love you. I’ll kill you. If you leave me—I’ll…ahhhhI’ll kill you and whatever bitch you’re fucking.” He’s fucking into me harder, sloppier. Because of the edging—his jealous tantrum is coming to a close already, and I want it on my tongue so badly that I’m sucking harder and harder. “Aaron!Fuck! I’m gonna come. Baby—I’m gonna come. Oh God—oh God,oh God.”
I feel his cum shoot down my throat, so I drag him to my tongue—letting his taste explode in my mouth.So fucking good. I’m moaning with him—rubbing myself against the bed.
“Fuck me now—please—will you fuck me now?” I pull off of him, leaving some of his come on my tongue. He looks wrecked—still so needy—so impatient. I fold him in half by his thighs and let the come and my spit stream out of my mouth and over his hole. He’s groaning, grabbing at my hands, trying to touch me.
I lay his thighs over mine and using his come as lube—sliding my middle finger into him.
“Yes, yes Aaron.”
“That feel good, Button? Want me to fuck you with it?” He’s nodding furiously and I start pumping my finger into him—over and over. Watching him come undone like this will be just as beautiful, just as sexy every time I see it. He grabs my bicep, squeezing.
“Another.” He demands.
“What was that?” Such a brat. I love putting him in his place.
“Please. Please can I have another?” He whines, eyes locking with mine, a look of longing and desperation in his gaze.
“Good boy—yesyou can.” I lean over to the bedside for the lube and squeeze some onto his hole and the finger that’s already pumping into him—then I add my index finger.
“Ah, fuck.Aaron—you’re so fucking good. So good.” I’m going crazy. I add a third finger. “FUCK—yes, yes, baby—I want you,please—God—please let me have it.” Alright, that’s it—he got me.
I slick myself up and pull him closer to me by his hips, resting him on me. I line my head up with his entrance. He’s not fully stretched out for me—but I think he likes a bit of the pain.
“You ready?”
“Yes!”
I push into him, not stopping until I’ve bottomed out, fully seated inside of him. Staring down at him now—as he cries and arches, covered in sweat, impaled by my cock—he looks so insanely sexy. So insanely mine, I’m rabid.
“Benjamin—” he looks up at me, grinding down on me when I don’t move. “Move in with me.”
“What?!” I pull out and slam into him. He grunts, throwing his head back onto the bed.
“Move in. I think Kayla is moving in with Fe soon anyway. Come to me. Let’s have a home.”
“Ahhh, ahh—Aaron please—I think I’ll come.” I slam into him again and again, his dick hardening right in front of me. He’s clawing at my hands then gripping my wrists.
“I’m so fucking in love with you, baby. I—ahh fuck—I want you here. I want to fuck you like this every night. You’re already mine, anyway. I own you. Come home.”
“Aaron, fuck—okay, okay. I will.God, thank you—you feel so good—look!” He pulls one of my hands to place it over that spot between his hips and sure enough—with how he’s got his thighs propped up on mine—I can feel myself. I canfeelthe head of my dick moving inside of him, can see the outline when I press on the skin.
“Oh, yes, yes—all mine. Fuck, Benjamin. I wish you could feel this—how much I want you even when I’m already inside of you.” Benjamin’s rolling his hips in time with every harsh, quick thrust.
