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I just want more.
He lets out this growl, and I mew in disappointment as his hand leaves me. Yet, the next minute, he’s ripping the small straps of my baby doll top so that it falls down, exposing me. I look at his face, which is hard and solid, his eyes dark and intense. Maybe I should be afraid of the hunger that I see there. Hunger that is raging so clear on his face I can feel the intensity. I’m not afraid though, because I want him just as much.
His mouth latches onto my nipple, which is so hard it’s painful. I’m rocking into him, trying to tighten my pussy to get some kind of friction, needing more and desperately wishing I had his hand back. Ben pulls my leg over his hip as he lets go of my nipple with a wet “popping” noise. Then he takes my mouth, his tongue thrusting in, taking me over.
Our kiss is as desperate as my need for him. He’s devouring my mouth, our tongues desperately warring with one another. I cry out, he swallows the sound, as his fingers push into my ass, pressing into the entrance there that no one has ever truly touched. My eyes open in shock, and Ben pulls away just enough to watch me, to gage my reaction.
I bite my lip, my gaze locked on Ben’s even more intense one as his finger pushes deeper into my ass, breaking through so that I can feel him inside of me.
“This is new for you,” he groans, the sound so guttural that it makes me shiver. He pulls out and I whimper, not wanting him to stop. I’m so wet that it’s embarrassing, my hips rocking into Ben as I wait to see what he does next. “My Junie,” he murmurs. “So fucking responsive to me, it’s a damn miracle. It makes me feel like a fucking king.” His words feel like physical touches, praise that strokes my heated flesh. My eyes flutter closed as this time two of his fingers push into my ass. “Look at me, Baby,” he orders, and as if on command, I immediately open them, looking directly at him. “Fuck, yeah, you like it.”
He bites at my bottom lip, kissing me again this time with a violence that shows he’s close to the edge, just by playing with me. And that’s what he’s doing. He’s playing with my body, worshipping it, and I love every minute of it.
He quickly maneuvers us so that I’m turned on the mattress, lying on my stomach. I don’t know what he has planned, but I take his direction, eager for anything he gives me. There’s no fear inside of me, only desire, and I realize that has everything to do with Ben.
I trust him.
Ben’s behind me, his powerful thighs braced on each side of my body. I bury my head in the pillow as he gathers my hair together and moves it to one side. I feel his hand stretch out between my shoulders and my eyes close at the deliciously wicked feeling of him in control of my body. He moves his hand down my back, like he’s memorizing every curve, every inch of me.
“My beautiful Junie. What did I ever do without you,” he says, his voice so thick and soft that I wonder if he even realizes he’s talking to me, but his words mean something to me. I think maybe they could mean more than anything he’s ever expressed before.
His hand moves to my ass. I feel his breath feather out over my skin. Lips pressing kisses against my skin, as his fingers search out entry again, pushing deep inside, breaking through the ring of muscles. He scissors his fingers out stretching me. The sensation is on the verge of pain, because I’m so tight, and it’s all so new, but it also feels good.Really good. He repeats his movements several times, picking up speed, and he does it in a way that my clit seems to be pounding as hard as my heart in my chest. He’s fucking my ass with his fingers, and I find myself thrusting back against him, wanting even more.
“Ben,” I gasp, needing more, feeling myself getting closer, but unable to go over the edge.
“Does my Baby want her ass fucked?” he purrs, and I never thought I would, but I don’t even think, I just answer.
“I do. God, Ben, I do,” I growl.
I feel him lean down over me, his hot breath against my ear. “You’d let me fuck your ass, own it even before I took your greedy cunt wouldn’t you, Junie?”
My entire body shudders with a craving that I’ve never felt before—a ravenous need that has everything to do with Ben.
“Ben, please,” I whimper, not caring that I’m begging, just wanting more.
“I’ll give you what you need, Junie, but I want your pussy tonight. Soon though, your tight little ass will take my cock, and I’m going to fill you so full of cum it will leak from you for months,” he promises. His voice is raspy, harsh and liquid fire spreading through me. He bites down on my ear, the pain quick and little more than a sting, but I quiver because he’s still fucking my ass with his fingers. I’m grinding down against the mattress, knowing that I’m making the sheet wet, but I can’t come.
I need more.
He lifts away from me, and I immediately miss him, but I’m too busy concentrating on the way he’s working my ass. Then, all at once, I feel his shaft, rub against my pussy, slipping between the lips, as I give into to the pressure of his powerful thighs and move up on my knees without him asking.
“Such a good girl. Such a good,” he groans as the head of his cock pushes against my entrance. “Fucking,” he groans as his cock moves against my slippery flesh, passing up my entrance and rolling against my clit. “Fucking,” he says again, his voice stronger, but definitely strained, his fingers still pushing in and out of my ass. Then, his cock is back at my entrance and he thrusts inside with a moan that brands me from the inside, as his huge cock stretches me, robbing me of thought and breath. “Good girl,” he gasps.
I cry out, as he drives in and out of me, still teasing my ass as he fucks me. I lose myself to everything but feeling what he is doing to me. My orgasm is already slamming into me. I come so hard that I barely even realize that he’s not playing with my ass now. Coming so hard that it doesn’t register that he’s ripping my top, that had pooled at my waist, the rest of the way from my body. All I can acknowledge is that he grabs my hips forcefully, pulling me back against him, his hold bruising as he fucks me harder. He takes me hard and rough, and I love every minute of it. Then, I can feel him coming inside of me. Jet after jet of warmth floods me, and I smile because Ben cries out my name as I take it .
Ben
Istretch as I come awake, feeling better than I’ve felt in a fucking year. A smile spreads across my face as memories of last night take hold of me. I let out a groan, as my cock springs out, tenting the sheet that’s draped over my body.
Junie.
She belongs to me now. Mine completely and I’m not letting her go. I reach over to grab her and prove that to her—by having her again—only to find her side of the bed completely empty. I feel her pillow but it’s cool to the touch. Glancing over at the clock I see that it’s one in the afternoon. Damn. I mean I didn’t get in bed till late, and we both had a damn good workout, but I didn’t think I’d sleep that long. I rarely do. I guess Junie really wore me out. Which would be fucking amazing, if she hadn’t left my damn bed. I get out of bed, grabbing a pair of pajama pants, that I never use, but bought when Junie and I first started doing our dance. They’ll permanently be going into retirement soon.
I walk through the house, listening for signs of Junie. I live in a Craftsman home that I bought about six years ago. It’s simple with a lot of built-ins and trimmed in mahogany wood with stained glass accents. I’m not a girl, so I don’t worry much about design, but the home spoke to me. It has four bedrooms and a nice yard. When the relator showed it to me, I remembered thinking it was a great place to raise a family. I hadn’t had that out of my parents. I’m a military brat, moving from place to place and a new school what seemed like every year, if not every couple of semesters. I came from strong parents, but they were more devoted to their military careers than being parents. Which was fine, I grew up strong and independent, but I always knew what I wanted. I never knew who I wanted it with. I thought that might have been Luna, because I knew she always put Joshua first in anything, and that’s the kind of woman I wanted to be the mother of my child. That vision has changed now. I can see Junie growing round with my children. I can see her doting on them, joking with them, and loving them just as she does Joshua, but even more so because they’d be our children. Fuck, I see her in ways I’ve never seen any other woman. I see her as the someone I will grow old with and enjoy every fucking day of it. I thought it before I claimed her body. I knew it after that.
Now if I could only find her.
As I enter the kitchen, my heart squeezes in my chest. Junie is wearing the top to my pajamas with her blonde-silvery hair piled up on top of her head. That should look ridiculous, but instead just makes her look sexier. She’s humming as she’s frying bacon at the stove. I never specifically had a dream about the family I wanted. I just knew I wanted stability and the love I craved as a child. Standing here at the door to my kitchen, that vision solidifies and it all wraps up into one person…Junie.
