Page 27 of Becoming Bennet


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He bites his bottom lip and stares at me, and my heart leaps in my chest, my dick reaching out toward him.

“Ready?” he asks, and I swallow, my voice escaping me.

I am so not ready.

Bennet tosses the cameras a grin, and I clench my hands into the quilt on the bed and hang on for dear life.

“So, you guys ready for more?” He moves toward me, the grin still on his face, and I know at least one of the cameras will pick up. “Because we heard that you liked that tease we gave you.”

I swallow hard, trying to find words. This isn’t like me. I’m very good at flirting with the camera, but my eyes are on Bennet and every hard line of muscle that flexes with each movement toward me. He looks like a predator and I’m his very willing prey. I need to fight back, but my body is thrumming with anticipation, and I don’t move. I don’t even blink.

He reaches the bed, his hands going to my knees and pushing them apart as he steps between them. In a smooth move, he leans into my body, pushing me backward until I’m lying on the bed. Our chests are melded together, and I can feel his heartbeat against mine as he turns his face toward the camera. “I think you want more.”

Oh gods, this close I can smell him. How the hell does he smell so good out here in the middle of nowhere where there are cows and chickens and other animals I have never seen before in my life?

That’s not a thing.

And I will not sniff. I will not.

I inhale deeply and take in his scent, trying not to rub my face against his neck

I will not rub!

His eyes meet mine and damn it, I’m frozen, my body responding to his instantly. He feels my hard dick. He has to. It’s so obvious.

“I think they want more,” he repeats, his full, luscious lips so close to mine. They’re so damn close, but he doesn’t lean down to kiss me. No, he just stares down at me, those fucking eyes on mine. His hands are planted firmly on the bed, his big body pressing me against the mattress.

“You want it don’t you?” he asks, his voice raspy.

I manage a nod.

Who am I? I have been abducted by aliens. I must be in outer space now. They’re doing tests and anally probing me!

I have been probed!

My heart races as he drags his lips over my jawline and down to my neck, nuzzling me there, breathing me in. “He smells so damn good. Fucking edible.”

I swallow hard, my throat clicking as he moves his mouth over my Adam’s apple, dragging the flat of his tongue over it.

Oh gods. I’m vibrating like someone shoved a big dildo up my ass and turned it on. My hands clasp the comforter tighter, keeping them off of him. Because if I start touching I will lose my shit.

I will just lose fucking control.

“I’ve been dying to get back inside of him.” He uses one hand to slide my shirt up, his finger grazing over my tight abs. “I dream about stretching his hole out with my big cock over and over again until he’s screaming.”

“It was alright,” I manage, trying to keep the bite in my tone. “I could have done without it.”

His eyes meet mine, a mischievous smirk playing on those lips. “Oh, it was more than alright, and soon I’ll have you begging me for more.” His voice is husky as his massive cock drags along mine, making me arch up. I clamp my lips, trying to keep the moan at bay.

“That will never happen,” I finally force myself to say. “I’m a stubborn sonofabitch.”

“Yeah.” He leans in, nipping my bottom lip with his teeth, making me hiss. “It.” He licks over my abused mouth, soothing the sting. “Will.” He smiles down at me, and I blink up at him, not sure what the fuck is happening. And then he turns and looks at the camera, his body still plastered against mine. My head is spinning. The room is fucking rocking back and forth and my entire body is throbbing with need. I need to come.

I fucking need it like I need air.

Oh gods.

“So don’t miss it.” He winks at the camera, and I blink back to reality.

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