"Yes," she moaned, the mix of pleasure and embarrassment making her head spin. He was fucking her while she confessed, making her little admission part of the game. “
He lowered his head, his lips brushing her ear. "Well," he whispered, his voice a dangerous caress. "Has he fucked you in the ass?”
Her eyes widened, and not just because he gave her a definitive slam toward her core. “No?” she squeaked.
“Mm.” Benson smothered her with his face and body, anchoring her with nothing more than his entire form.But especially his cock.It was in there.Deep.“Has any man fucked you in the ass before?”
She bit her lip. “Yeah,” she confessed. “Long time ago.”
“Did you like it, angel?”
Well, talk about something she’d rather not dwell on. “Let’s just say I think I’d like it a lot more with one of you.” After all, Liam had told her – and she wouldnotsay this here – that Bensonloved ass.
"Then I'm claiming this ass," Benson declared. "Right here. Inyourbed.”
She gasped, but said nothing.
He pulled out, leaving her achingly empty. "Turn over," he commanded. "On your stomach."
Eden obeyed instantly, a thrill of nervous energy coursing through her. She flipped onto her front, her cheek pressed into her pillow. Her heart hammered against her chest.
"Now," he said, the sound of his belt buckle clinking sending a jolt through her. "Take those off."
Her hands trembled as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her bottoms, shoving them down her legs. Shekicked them away, leaving herself completely bare and exposed to him. The rustle of fabric told her he was stripping too.
Benson was behind her now. She could feel the hungry, possessive intensity radiating from his naked body. "You remember what you told me?" he asked. "About those nights alone in this bed? With your vibrator?"
Her face burned. "Yes."
"I want you to get it," he ordered. "Get the toy you used thinking about me. Get it now."
Eden scrambled to the side of the bed, fumbling in the drawer of her nightstand. Her hand closed around her vibrator. She held it out to him.
"Not for me," he corrected, taking it from her. "For you. I want to watch you get it ready while I watch. Fuck yourself like you were fantasizing about me.”
The vibrator clicked to life with a low humming sound. Eden pressed it against her clit, her hips instantly bucking backward. She kept it there, maintaining persistent pressure. Then she angled the tip, sliding it down to her entrance. Her body yielded, the vibrator sinking in slowly. She moved it in and out of her. In. Out. To what end?Whatever gets me relaxed. Let’s be real.And this absolutely did the trick.
Benson watched, his fist a vise on his cock. He reached past her, his arm brushing her side. The nightstand drawer rattled open again before he moved his hand through her belongings. But he wasn’t snooping. The man was on a mission for something.
Of course he found my lube.
A cold drizzle against her skin made her flinch. One of his thick fingers circled her ass. And while she held her breath, he attempted to ease her open with a gentle press of his hand.
“I’m shocked that you’re also tight back here,” he said, sardonic.
She whimpered.
The vibrator slid deeper into her pussy. His finger pushed in with a slow, stretching precision that spoke of this man’s skill. The pressure was foreign, yes, but she didn’t say no.I like it… I think…But it would have been one thing if he had been just teasing her back door with his fingers. Tonight? He worked her open. One finger. Then a second. They scissored and twisted as she moaned into her pillow, the vibrator working its magic on her pussy as Benson continued to open her ass to him. Her body fought it... then surrendered.
“Oh, my God.” That’s what she muttered into her pillow as her knees begged for mercy against her sheets.He’s so big, okay?Definitely bigger than anything else to attempt fucking her ass. The thought spiked both fear and lust within her.It’s been so long since anything last touched me there… but it’s Benson…The thought alone was enough to make her shove her ass back on his cock. She trusted him. She craved this. The stretch. The ache. Themanhandling. She pushed back against his hand while the vibrator continued to hum against her pussy.
He chuckled. “You’re always such a hungry little thing.”
“Hopefully not too little for a big man like you.”
The tip of his cock teased where his fingers had only been a moment before. She gasped.
“Never. Now, tell me you want it.”
