Page 76 of Becoming Bennet


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“You don’t often let people fuck you,” he says, and I shake my head.

“Yeah, you’re right. I usually top, just like you usually bottom. Got a problem with that?”

When he doesn’t respond, I groan, leaning up on my elbows, my fingers falling from me.

“You worried about my ass, Jasper? Because, I assure you, it will be fine. You’re not that big.”

“Pfft. I’m insulted.”

“It’s a fact.”

He considers that for a moment and then starts to undress, slowly, as if giving me a striptease. And I watch it all hungrily, shifting my leg so I can finger myself while he does it, massaging my prostate and making myself wild.

“How do you want to be fucked?” he asks and then shakes his head as he pulls his pants down, leaving him gloriously naked. “Actually, I’m gonna fuck you in all the positions. How about we film it? Really give them a show.”

I don’t care. Don’t give a shit about it. I just want him inside of me.

“The fans would love it.”

“Could give a fuck about the fans right now.”

Jasper smiles at me and then moves from view before returning with his phone and another camera. He sets them up and then turns back to me, his cock hard and aching, jutting out before him.

“Gonna let me take you?” he asks, and I just nod, pulling my fingers out and waiting.

“Good, on your hands and knees. I want you like this first.”

I do as he says, rolling over and thrusting my ass out. The old mattress dips and creaks as he moves behind me, and then I feel his hands massaging the globes of my butt before he spreads them. His cock slots at my hole and he pushes forward, entering me in one long stroke.

My back arches, and I groan at the invasion. Like he said, I don’t normally bottom, but it’s not like I’m inexperienced. It’s just been a while, but hell, it feels good. Love that it’s him inside of me too. Makes it that much better.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he says and then pulls his hips back and slams into me once more.

A grunt escapes my lips, and I fist the sheets, letting him pound into me, taking it like the slut I am.

“All the way down,” he says, pressing on my lower back, and I fall to the bed, my cock pressed painfully against the mattress now. Jasper falls with me, still inside of me. It’s a new angle this way as he hovers over my back, and I whine at the sensation. But those sounds turn to groans when he starts to fuck me slowly.

I bite down on my bottom lip, trying to control myself, my utter ruin, but he’s making it fucking hard. This position is lethal and when he moves up to his knees and presses my heels into the back of my thighs, I nearly come, the drag of his cock inside of me making my eyes cross.

Minutes later, he finally pulls out and slaps my ass. I moan like a whore at the loss of contact. I want more. Need more. He’s teasing me in the best way.

“On your back,” he breathes, his chest heaving. It makes me irrationally proud that I’ve reduced him to this.

I flip over, my cock angrily purple and leaking.

Jasper eyes it and then reaches down, tugging on it twice and making me pant.

“Goddamn you,” I say, and he smirks.

“You like it, my cock in your tight hole?”

“Fuck yes.”

“Good. Now knees up to your chest,” he says, and as soon as I do, he slides home, bottoming out. I groan, deep and desperate. Jasper’s eyes are wild, his hair a mess. He looks just as unhinged as I feel.

“Fuck, you’re tight. Gods, this is so good.”

“The best you’ve had?” I say, my words a poignant question.

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