Page 28 of Bene

“Hmm?”

“Having someone who looks just like you? Does he sound the same, too? Act the same?”

“In many ways.”

She hummed under her breath, considering that. “Was it a little sad?”

“What?”

“I don’t know,” she mused, taking in the grinning brothers in the picture. Nothing about the two men seemed sad, not like her words implied, but she still wondered … “Was it sad that you couldn’t really be an individual when someone else was just like you for your entire life?”

He stilled behind her.

She wondered if she might have crossed a line.

“I never thought about it, really. But you’re not here for the pictures in my hallway, are you?” he asked, teeth grazing her throat while his hands drifted down her sides.

For a split second, her heart stopped. She was sure it did. He posed a question that made her wonder if he knew her true purpose for seeking him out, but his tone gave away what he really meant. Just like that, she was reminded of the fact she had work to do here, but also that she planned on having every bit of fun that she could while doing it.

“Not interested in the pictures at all,” she whispered.

Bene was already lowering to his knees, rough palms sliding across her ass before slapping hard down on each cheek. The sting was enough to make her hiss, but when his fingers dug into her ass, and he pushed her against the wall … all she could think about was the feeling of his breath pulsing between her thighs.

A tease.

A promise.

It was the only warning she was given before he spread her ass wide while her hands found purchase on the wall, and he buried his face into her pussy. He ate her like he was starved, and she’d just given him a feast. All she felt was his tongue diving into her pussy, and then his deep moan that vibrated his approval against her heat.

His fingers flexed.

She’d have bruises on her ass.

Surely.

And yet, nothing else mattered to her except the way his mouth felt working against her sex. That fast beat of him lapping at her slit quickly went up to her clit, beating a steady pace that had her shaking and whining.

She couldn’t breathe.

“Oh, my God, oh, my God,” she breathed.

Louder and louder.

Her moans started to echo.

And then she was falling off an edge she hadn’t even realized was there until she flew. Maybe it was the bite of his fingers against her ass again, or the way he sucked her clit between his teeth, but she saw fucking stars.

And screamed his name while she did it.

“Fucking perfect.”

That’s what she heard whispered against the curve of her ass.

“What do you want me to do to you, huh?” Vanna breathed through the bliss still dancing in her veins as Bene rose to stand behind her, his weight pushing her into the wall while his wet mouth glided over her throat. “Tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you.”

Her words were air.

“Use me.”