“Who?” Jilly questions.
“Barclay, I treated him,” I turn to Bennett. “That day you came into the ER, I was treating him for a gash on his hand.” I shiver, remembering the feeling I had around him. “I thought there was something about him. I remember there being this sinister feeling, I’ve never felt so uncomfortable around a patient before.” Bennett’s hand finds my thigh under the table and gives it a squeeze.
“No one will ever get to you. No one,” he vows.
A shudder runs through my body; those poor women.
Chapter Twenty-four
Bennett
I thought she’d worked it out.
When she reacted that way to recognising Barclay’s name, for a second, I thought her reaction was to me and she’d realized who I was. I’m not sure how I’d feel about her knowing; part of me would feel relieved, I’d finally be able to be honest with her and I wouldn’t have to hide it anymore. Another part, however, would be petrified she couldn’t handle it and I’m not sure I’d be able to let her go.
I push open the door to our bedroom. It’s late, we spent far longer than I thought we would out at dinner — she’s an absolute hit with my parents and we ended up staying and talking until closing. She’salso slightly tipsy, not in a bad way, just a lot more relaxed than she tends to be; it’s good, it will help her with what I’m about to do. I pull her into my arms and my hands cup her ass as I hold her close to me.
“Has anyone had this ass before?”
“No, and no one is about to either.”
“Oh, sweet girl,” I chuckle, “you’ll be taking every inch of me in that untouched hole.”
“Maybe I won’t let you.”
I cock my eyebrow at her “There’s no ‘letting me’ do anything; your body is mine. I get it when and how I want.” She huffs at my response. “I’ll make it good for you, so good that you’ll be begging me to take your ass in the future.”
I reach for her dress and begin to peel it from her body, slowly revealing her to me.
“I’ve wanted to get you out of this since I first saw you in it,” I mutter. Once the dress is off she leans down to remove her shoes. “No,” I command, “leave them on. I want you wearing only them when I fuck your tight little virgin hole.”
“Are you going to use something to get me ready?” she breathes.
“You mean a toy?” I scoop her into my arms and walk the few steps to the bed, laying her down on it. She nods at me as she bites her lip.
“No,” I state. “No plastic, silicone, glass, or whatever the fuck they’re made out of, will ever go inside you. Your body is mine, which means you only take me inside it — my fingers, my tongue, my cock, my cum, any and all of them belong inside you, but never anything else. Now spread your legs, baby, and let me get you ready.” Her legs drop open on the mattress, exposing herself to me. I don’t waste a minute as I dive straight in to tasting her delicious cunt. Her moans meet my ears and I’m glad we’re the other side of the house to my parents; she’ll only be getting louder tonight. I could spend the rest ofthe night eating her out, but I really want to be in her ass. My tongue travels south and I rim her puckered hole.
“Bennett, no,” she gasps. “You can’t do that.” She reaches down and tries to push my head away, I lift my gaze to hers and narrow it on her.
“Tell me ‘I can’t’ one more time and see what happens,” I warn. I lower my head back down and continue tonguing her ass, she’s so fucking tight here, she’s going to strangle my cock when I get it in.
“Why does that feel good?” she moans. “Oh God, it shouldn’t feel good.” Another moan leaves her lips. I spit on her hole and slowly push a finger inside.
“I told you I’d make it good for you.” She gasps as my finger pushes into the knuckle. “How does that feel, sweet girl?”
“Full,” she whimpers, “so full, you’re so deep.”
“Oh, sweetheart, that’s nothing yet,” I chuckle. She really is going to struggle to take me.
I withdraw my finger and go to my carry-on bag, rifling around in it until I find what I’m looking for, what I packed as a ‘just in case’. I squirt the lube onto two of my fingers and some more on her asshole for good measure. She cries out as my fingers spear into her, I squeeze one of her ass cheeks as my fingers begin to fuck her hard, fast and deep. She squeezes her eyes shut and thrashes her head on the bed, unintelligible words leave her lips in chants.
My cock is leaking pre-cum in my slacks, desperate to get inside her, to be the first — the only — person to claim this virgin hole. I need her to orgasm before I shove my cock in her, she’s still not fully onboard with this yet, and I need her more relaxed than she currently is; she’s over thinking this.
“Relax for me, sweetheart, rub that little pink clit of yours and give in to me.” She lifts the arm that’s covering her eyes and meets my gaze. “I need you to come on my fingers before you come on my cock.” Her pupils are dilated, her cheeks already flushed with arousal. She fights me at every turn, but damn if I don’t know what her body needs.
My fingers continue to plunge in and out of her, the slippery sounds of the lube and her arousal, that’s dripping from her, are obscene and such a fucking turn on.
“Oh fuck,” she groans as I feel her walls begin to flutter around my fingers, her own are working her clit in quick little circles.
