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"Go lay on the bed," he says. His voice is quiet, laced with confidence and growling need. Sweet Jesus, I'm so turned on that my knees tremble as I cross to the bed. I do what he says, laying in the middle of the bed, naked and practically panting with excitement. He follows me and stands at the foot of the bed, watching and thinking. The streetlights filtering through the window cast just enough light to see the appreciation in his eyes.
Ben rolls his shirt sleeves up once more on each side, the muscles in his forearms flexing. I seriously wonder if I might get off just watching him adjust his cuffs.
"Touch yourself," he growls.
"What?!" I ask. Oh, I definitely heard him right, but that really wasn't what I expected.
"You heard me," he chuckles. "Show me what you do when you think about me."
Jesus Christ, my heart is hammering inside my chest. "That's..." What? I asked him to take control. I asked him to tell me what to do. I just need to grow a pair, metaphorically.
I try to control my racing pulse as I close my eyes and trail my fingertips over my ribs. I imagine Ben's hand cupping my breast, his mouth on my nipple, his hot breath across my skin, and the way he nips at my ribs as he moves down my body. Ben moans and I open my eyes. He's unzipped his pants, and he's holding his cock, sliding his hand up the length of it. Even in the dim light, I can see how hard and swollen it is. Moisture beads at the tip as he strokes himself, rolling the head in his fist.
I'm frozen, mouth hanging open as I stare, completely mesmerized at the sight of him. I've never watched a man jerk off before. Those muscles I love so much bunch in his forearm as he rotates his grip.
"Show me how wet you are." His voice is a rumbling command. My nerves have evaporated. All that's left is my desire to please him. Using two fingers, I part the lips of my pussy, showing him exactly what he wants to see before slipping them inside with a moan. I've never been this wet in my life.
"Fuck," Ben groans. "Tell me what you think about when you finger yourself."
"You," I whimper. "Your mouth on me. Your big fingers in my pussy. Mine are too small. They don't feel as good as yours," I sigh as I pump in and out.
Ben lets out a feral sound as he kneels on the bed, gripping my wrist and bringing it to his mouth. He sucks the honey off my fingers with a moan and puts them back inside me.
"Don't stop," he commands. I do as I'm told, fingering myself while he watches. The muscle in his jaw ticks as his stormy eyes flick between my face and my pussy, so slippery that my fingers are making obscenely wet sounds as I touch myself for him. I could come but I know it won’t be as good as when he does it. My fingers just aren't long enough or thick enough to fill me the way I like it.
"Ben- Ben, please..." I'm so turned on I can barely keep it together, let alone form complete sentences. "I need more."
He stands, retrieving a condom from the nightstand and rolls it up slowly before climbing over me. He pulls my fingers from my pussy and pins my hands over my head.
"Oh my god, yes," I moan as Ben uses his knee to spread my legs. He presses the fat head of his cock to my entrance and sinks into me, slowly stretching me around him until he's buried in me. He rocks in and out of me, so slowly I think he might be trying to kill me, until I'm pleading for more, faster, harder.
He drags my legs up, hooking my knees around his elbows and drills into me like precision machinery, stroking me higher and tighter as he praises me.
"God, I love your tight little pussy. You feel so fucking good," he breathes against my neck. "So good. You're going to come for me. I want to feel it. Come on my dick. Now."
My orgasm spirals up as Ben strokes deeper, sweeping me along in what feels like endless pleasure. It keeps building and rolling through me as his body shakes. With one last brutal thrust, he comes inside me.
There's a loud crack and the bed lurches sideways, sending us rolling off the edge. Somehow, I land underneath him, caged in by his arms. The back of my head is cradled in one of his enormous hands, protecting me from cracking it on the floor, even as his cock is still buried balls deep inside me. We stare at each other in shock for a second as we simultaneously come to the same conclusion and start laughing.
"We broke the bed," I cackle. My laughter makes my internal muscles contract, squeezing his now overly sensitive dick. Ben scrambles off of me in self-defense and falls to the floor next to me, laughing hysterically.
