Page 50 of Becoming Bennet


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Oh fuck. Oh fuck, yes.

The button on my pants is undone, and I feel him tug the zipper down, his knuckles grazing my hard cock.

“If anyone is eager, it’s you. You’re hard. For me.”

“’Course I am. You’re hot.”

His face flushes, and I reach out and brush my hand against his cheek.

“You’re so fucking hot,” I murmur, and his breath comes out shakily. “I want you on your knees, those lips stretched out around my cock. Been thinking about it all damn day.”

His hands push my jeans and briefs down around my thighs and his body presses up against mine.

“Who says I’m getting on my knees,” he says, reaching between us and stroking me so fucking slowly. My lips roll between my teeth as I arch my hips up, my cock sliding through his hand.

“You want me to suck your dick?” I huff.

“I do.”

God, he’s so fucking domineering sometimes. I love it when he’s like this, but I also love it when I can get him to pant and moan.

“Maybe I will, if you ask nicely.”

“Fuck you,” he murmurs, gripping me tighter, and I moan at the feel of his hands on me. I fucking love it.

“Just say it. Just beg for it, for once in your goddamn life.”

He leans forward, his lips brushing against mine, and I nearly combust.

“Pretty fucking please,” he whispers and that’s all it takes.

Pushing him away, I drop to my knees, swiveling my hat backward. My pants are still around my thighs, but it doesn’t deter me from my destination, my fingers sliding into the waistband of his pants and tugging them down. His cock pops out, and I don’t even hesitate. I just lean forward and take him into my mouth, my throat humming from the mere taste of him. Hell, he tastes so damn good.

His hands cup the sides of my head as a whimper escapes him.

Drawing him all the way into the back of my throat, I swallow around him, relishing in the sound of him panting above me. He hates that he loves this so much. Hates that I’m the one doing this to him, I’m sure. I wanna see. I want to see him come undone.

My eyes pop open, and I glance up at him, those dark-brown hooded eyes intent on me, those pink lips parted. He’s trying to keep it down, but he’s struggling.

“Damn you,” he hisses as I bob my head up and down his length. “Damn you for being so good at this.”

I smile as best I can with something in my mouth and then show him what I’m made of. His hands tighten on me as I bring him into the back of my throat over and over again until he’s groaning lowly. His legs are shaking, his breaths heaving. And then I feel his thrusts grow erratic before he suddenly pulls out, jacking himself rapidly until his cum shoots across my mouth. It drips down my chin, some sliding down my chest, and then he’s on me, dropping to his knees and pushing me back. I fall into the hay, my pants still around my thighs as he takes me into his mouth, working me over the edge with precision. His tongue snakes around my cock, his teeth dragging along the tip of me. I try and hold on as long as I can, try to ride this out, but fuck, it’s hard when all my dreams are coming true.

My hands thread through his perfectly styled hair and I arch up, fucking into his mouth. But it’s when his finger slides down my taint and around my hole that I really lose the ability to stay in control.

My balls draw up and I unload into his mouth, not even bothering with the money shot. But I don’t need to worry, he turns to the camera when it’s over and opens his mouth, showing everyone what I did to him.

And then he turns back to me, swallowing.

Hell, if that wasn’t hot. It was so fucking hot.

“You good?” he asks, swiping at his mouth. And I wave my hand around in front of me, trying to form words. Because fuck yeah, I’m good. I could die right now and be a happy man.

“Come on. Get up,” he says as he pulls his pants up, but I’m too limp to do anything but just breathe. I need a minute to collect myself. “We already risked this by being out here in the light of day. What if your sister comes out to get some eggs and finds you here with your dick out?”

He stands up and turns the cameras off and then arches an eyebrow at me, and I sigh.

“Fine. Yeah, yeah. Up I go. You should be proud, you reduced me to a pile of goo.”

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