“I-I can’t.” A deep shiver runs up my spine, and suddenly it’s all too much and not enough at the same time. “Need you inside of me.”
He finally lifts his head and the moment his eyes connect with mine, a devious smirk spreads over his soaked face. The combination of themelted ice and my release has his beard dripping, and the sight has me forgetting how to breathe properly.
Bennett reaches into the bedside drawer again before sitting back on his heels to roll on a condom. I didn’t realize, but I must have let my groan of disappointment slip, because suddenly Bennett is hovering above me, bearing his weight on his elbows bracketing my head. His fingers comb through my hair before he curls them and softly tugs.
“What’s the matter, baby girl?” He cocks his head to the side and then in a mocking tone says, “Did you want me to fuck you bare so I could fill this needy cunt?” He punctuates the question with a roll of his hips over mine.
Words have long escaped me, so I reluctantly nod in reply.
He tuts his tongue. “Patience, Red. Trust me, we’ll get to that. But this is both of our first times with a piercing, and although I think it’ll feel good for both of us, I also want to make sure the first time you take me again is as painless as possible.”
“What if I like the pain?” I whisper as his hand tugs against the tie restraining my wrists, freeing them.
A deep grunt rumbles through his chest. “There are other, more pleasurable ways for me to inflict pain.” He kisses each of my wrists before releasing them.
I don’t answer, I simply hum in response. And because I can’t take another moment of him prolonging this torture, I slide my hand between our bodies and grip his length guiding it toward my entrance.
When he slowly nudges the head of his cock inside me, I cup his face, curling the tips of my fingers through his hair. With our gazes locked, Bennett’s jaw feathers for a moment before he plunges his full length inside of me. Bennett’s deep groan is full of longing and relief. “I’ve missed you, baby girl—missed us.”
I’d answer him if I could, but I can’t because I’m too full. So unbelievably, magically full. And he was right, I needed to be able to adjust to the feel of him again without the full feel of his piercings, though I can still feel the ridge of them slightly through the condom.
His forehead rests against mine as he grinds his hips against my clit and my pussy clenches around his thick length, refusing to release him until I’ve adjusted. Our breaths are choppy as we pant in anticipation.
He pulls his hips back only to roughly thrust back into me. The combination of my whimper and the sound of our skin slapping together does something to Bennett—it’s as if the last tether of his restraint snaps.
Pushing him over the edge, I plead, “More.”
I catch one last glimpse at the wicked glare in his eyes before his lips are on mine. Bennett’s kiss is animalistic, straight-up barbaric. He devours my lips, crashing his tongue against mine, our teeth clashing, before he roughly bites my lips, then my cheek, chin, and neck before clamping down on my collarbone, causing me to let out a moan so desperate I feel the flush down to my chest.
And all while he devours my mouth, he claims my body with both worship and punishment as his pace quickens and I relinquish control to him. Each punishing thrust moves us up the bed until my head is nearly touching the wooden headboard. Bennett cradles my head with his one hand and grips the metal rod in the headboard with the other. Flattening my palms over my head against the wood, I’m able to push myself down against his hips. As he continues to furiously piston his hips, I lose myself in this moment, in the way his hips grind against my clit each time he bottoms out. And when he hits a spot so deep I think I’ll see stars, he ceases his movements, his muscles locked as he hovers above me. My body begins to tremble beneath him as he begins to circle his hips against mine, grinding deeper and deeper, the friction against my clit causes my orgasm to crest, and then the pleasure obliterates me.
Bennett continues to slowly grind his hips, remaining deeply plunged inside me, as I ride out my orgasm. Only as the last flames of pleasure lick at my spine does Bennett’s pace quicken.
“You drive me crazy, Red,” he growls.
When I hook my ankles around his waist, he slips a hand under my back and lifts onto his knees, pulling my body upright with him. Bennett pins my back against his headboard and widens his knees before he grips both fists around the rod that runs just below where my hips are pinned. And then, he begins ruthlessly bucking his hips against mine. The sounds we’re making together only heighten the intensity to which he fucks me without abandon.
“Fuck, baby girl. What have you done to me? I’m there.”
“Me too. Right there.” Though I don’t know wherethereis. He continues to thrust fervently into me. Once. Twice. Three times.
“Ohfuuuck,” he groans, and the sound he makes as he finds his release has me clenching around him again and tumbling off the edge as I freefall into another orgasm.
Years worth of pent-up frustration, tension, and stress leave me with our mutual release, and I’m left a boneless mess, only held up by his body pressing me against the headboard. Sheer bliss spreads through my chest and consumes me when Bennett places soft kisses along my hairline.
I couldn’t be more ecstatic that we agreed to keep things purely physical because it’s red hot andso goodit’s off the charts. Three years of this explosive chemistry will be amazing.
17
November
“Are you sure about this? You don’t have to watch them, I can tell the girls I can’t come,” I tell Bennett over my shoulder as he helps me into my jacket.
“Of course I’m sure. I’ve got this.” He swats my butt and I turn to wrap my arms around his neck.
I stare up at him to see if he’s placating me but am met with nothing but sincerity. Outside of my grandparents, I’ve had a hard time trusting anyone to watch Gunner and Gemma. Which is my own thing I’ve had to work through in therapy and probably why I’ve greatly lacked in a personal life. For the past five years I’ve been Scarlett Carlisle, guardian to my two younger siblings. It became my entire identity. These past couple of months with Bennett have quickly shown me I’m able to be so much more than that. Taking this leap of trust with him is another step in rediscovering myself.
Placing a kiss on my forehead, he reassures me. “I’ve got this. Where are you ladies going again?”
