Chapter 14

Chapter Fourteen

Bennet

She looks up at me with big eyes and all I want to do is kiss her. And stick my dick in her mouth until big tears are running down her cheeks because she is trying to take more and more of me. Her eyes are asking me the question I just asked her like she’s not sure of the answer.

“Fuck!” I say it so loud I make her jump, her eyes going to the door. She wants to run again. “Fuck!”

“Just let me...”

“Shit, baby, I… I can’t leave you like this. Not when I can help you.”

“What?”

I scoop her up and move her to the middle of the bed and try to push her legs apart gently.

“No!”

“I can make it better, baby.” I almost plead with her.

“You don’t make it better. You make it worse.”

She doesn’t understand what she’s just given me by telling me I make the ache between her legs worse. It’s everything though. Confirmation that she is feeling what I’m feeling too. That I turn her on just as bad as she turns me on. That we’re in this together and it’s not just fucking me. In four words, she’s given me the world.

“Trust me to help you, princess.”

“Trust you!? Trust you!? Are you out of your mind?” Her voice keeps going up with every word. “You handcuffed me, spanked me and…and…you touched me. How am I supposed to trust you?”

“Because we know each other. This is just another part of what we’ve always been, baby. Let me take the ache away.” I slowly come over her and stare into her eyes.

I lean forward and press my mouth to hers. The kiss is soft and chaste compared to what we were doing but it’s also every fucking thing. The first time we’ve ever kissed on the lips. Sure, there were quick little kisses on the cheek or sometimes the forehead, but we’ve never done this. And it is like the first time for both of us. It’s like Rory washes me clean of everything that came before her.

She’s perfect. Soft, full lips pillow against mine. She inhales and if I wasn't certain of how absolutely innocent and sweet she was I would swear she’s sucking the soul from me because in that moment of exchanged breaths I’m certain she’s bewitched me, taken my soul and heart from my body. I just hope she exchanges hers for mine.

“Please let me do this for you, baby. I won’t move the towel, and it will only take a minute, sweetheart. I can make you feel so good.”

“I’m not sure…I...,” She stares into my eyes and I try to keep the naked need I have for her out of them so I don't scare the shit out of her. “I don’t think…,”

I see the moment she turns rebellious.

“Let me go and leave. That will help me.”

“You stubborn little…,” I slide to the side of her and use my leg to open hers. I slip my arm under her head and take one of her wrists in that hand.

“What are you…? Bennet!”

As soon as I touch her thigh, she is crying out my name and I waste no time running the tips of my fingers up under her towel until I find her bare little pussy. Just like I told her I would, I don’t move the towel. I take time to appreciate her swollen softness before I allow my fingers to part her and sink inside. When I do, her hips come off the bed and her free hand rushes down to encircle my wrist. It drives home the difference in size between me and her since her hand doesn’t make it all the way around the thickness of my wrist.

“It’s alright, sweetheart. It’s okay.”

She shakes her head so emphatically, “No, it’s not, Bennet.”

I stroke my finger through her soft, wet pussy and bite back a moan. “It is alright because I’m here now and I’ll make everything that way for you, baby. You just need to remember to breathe, don’t fight the feelings, let them come. And talk to me. Tell me what you’re feeling, baby, and where you feel it and I will explain everything to you. I promise.”

Her body is tense and in desperate need of release.

“God, I can’t! I can’t!”

“You can. All you have to do is talk to me, sweetheart. I’m going to make everything so much better for you.” I can’t stop from pulling her closer, surrounding her, and bringing my lips to her temple. “It was so tight and tense it hurt, right?”

She gives me a nod and a half-grunt response that makes me want to smile. I take it as confirmation that I’m right.

“Right here…” I pet her clit with the tip of my finger. “This is what hurt when I stopped.”

She moans and her hand around my wrist squeezes up.

“Do you like it when I rub you here?”

“Bennet…Bennet…please.” God, I love it when she says my name.

“Tell me everything, baby. Tell me what you like and what you don’t like. Tell me where it feels the best.”

“Oh God! Bennet, it feels like it’s too much for me. Like I might break. Like what is coming is…t…too much…too big. Bennet…?”

The last comes out as a question as her back arches and she tilts her face up so she can look at me.

“It’s okay, baby. It’s supposed to be that way.” She shakes her head. “It’s supposed to feel like you might die if I don’t keep going. It means I’m doing something right and you are so fucking perfect.”

I take her mouth and push into it causing her to gasp as she tightens even more. I teach her how to use her tongue to flirt with mine and how to play. She moans through our kiss before breaking away and begging me to keep going.

“Please, please, please!”

And then her body starts to shake, and she gets wetter. The muscles all along her pussy start to flutter and convulse. She cries out and I can tell she’s cumming for me. And I learn that Rory is beautiful when she cums. And I want to make her do it over and over again.