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I stare back at him in challenge. “It’syourjob to make me come, Benny. Don’t be an inadequate husband.”
My words set him on fire.
He pounds into me, as if using my body to move mountains.
Tells me what a good girl I am.
How good it feels inside me.
He counts down the seconds.
It doesn’t take sixty.
It takes five.
My knees collapse on the bed, my body losing all power of itself, but Benny hoists me back up. The wild fucking doesn’t stop until he’s gripping one ass cheek in his hand, moaning my name, and filling me with his cum.
* * *
I glancein Benny’s en suite bathroom mirror and fuss with my hair. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me we were having dinner with your family before screwing my brains out here.”
After we pulled our sticky bodies away from each other, Benny suggested we shower. I declined since I didn’t want my hair to get wet. He helped clean me with a washcloth—no judging. I’ll shower as soon as I get home—before he showered.
But now that I’m looking at myself, I realize I made the wrong choice.
I should’ve also stopped and considered the disrespect of sleeping with Benny in his father’s home—even if Benny is a guy. I don’t want Cristian to be unhappy about it.
Though I’m probably not the first woman Benny has screwed here.
I cringe at the thought.
“You look beautiful. I love yourjust fuckedlook the best,” Benny says, coming up behind me while wearing only a taupe towel tied around his waist.
Water drips from the tips of his hair while I run my hand through a knot in mine.
“Concetta Cavallaro would not approve of this look or behavior,” I mutter.
In fact, my mother would have a coronary.
He circles an arm around my waist, and the smell of fresh soap invades our air. “But Benny Marchetti does.”
I shudder when he gently kisses my cheek before lowering his hand between my legs over my jeans. As a natural reaction, I wince.
“Did I make you sorer?” he asks with concern.
I smile at his reflection and shake my head. “No.”
“You lying?”
“Absolutely not.”
He rests his chin in the crook of my neck and blows out a long breath. “I should’ve waited before taking you so rough. It was only your second time—”
I speak over him. “I liked it.”
As a virgin, I never knew what I’d like during sex.
I’ve watched a variety of porn—romantic couples, BDSM, even girl-on-girl—while discovering what turned me on.
