Page 29 of Stumped

“Wanna try that again?” She tugs on my hair, forcing me to meet her eyes.

I scoff and slip my hands under her shirt, fingers tracing the bumps of her skin as I slide around to cup her bare ass. “I want more than just sex, Vera. I wantyou.”

“I can’t give you that.”

“I know,” I mumble and brush my hands further up her body, the T-shirt bunching up at my wrists as it rises. “If sex is all this can be, I’ll take it.”

She trembles, fingers toying with my hair. “All of the benefits.”

“What does that entail, exactly?” Even though the bottom half of her is exposed to me, I don’t look away from her face. She shudders as I slide a hand between her breasts, her heart racing against my palm.

“Friends with benefits, Elias,” she breathes out and wets her lips. “Whenever we’re in the same city, we fuck. For hours.”

“What else?” The fact that I’m speaking is a surprise, because I can barely think straight with how warm and naked she is.

“What else do you want?”

“We probably need to eat between all the fucking, yeah?”

“Sure, we can eat.”

I drop my hands to her thighs. “Friends with benefits while eating together.”

“I expect a lot ofyoueating.”

“You can count on that,” I reply and she snorts.

“We should fuck on it.”

I kiss her jaw. “Do you meanshakeon it?”

“Why shake when we can fuck?”

“I love how your mind works.”

She hums, cupping my jaw with one hand and leans in to brush her mouth over mine. “I love how your cock works.”

And then she’s kissing me, tongue sweeping into my mouth as I open for her. Her hips slide forward and she presses against my hardening dick. I know I made it seem like I was okay with whatever she wanted, and I am, but I will always want more. I know better than to expect something I might never get. I can do sex. It’s good with Vera and it’s almost easy. But feelings are going to be far more difficult to ignore and we both know that.

Ten. I liked being dirty

Vera

This might not be the best idea, but I’ve decided not to overthink it. Despite my best intentions, I can’t seem to fight the desire coursing through me every time Elias appears in my line of sight. Not only because he’s beautiful or gave me the best orgasms of my life. There’s somethingelsethat keeps drawing me back to him. Especially when his tongue fucks my mouth while his hands politely rest on my bare thighs.

I’m impressed with his restraint.

Slowing the kiss, pecking and licking at his mouth, I grab his hand and slip it between my thighs. He makes a soft sound in the back of his throat and we break apart as I guide him to touch my bare pussy. He hesitates, like this might be a trick, and leans back enough for our eyes to meet. I nod and with our gazes locked, he slowly drags his fingers through my folds. A shudder runs up my spine, but I don’t break eye contact. He does it again, slower this time. Then faster. I’m panting softly, nipples tightening with every swipe of his fingers. Just as I’m ready tocommandhim to do more, he pushes his fingers into me.

“Fuckyes,” I breathe, hands gripping his biceps as my hips move against his touch.

I’m full, I don’t know how many fingers are inside me, but it’s enough to make my body quiver. Elias smiles, the corner of his lips lifting, and curls his fingers. I dig my nails into his arms and whimper, biting my bottom lip. He pulls his fingers out slowly, then thrusts back in, twisting them as he goes. The action makes my head drop back and I hold him tight so I don’t fall.

“Is this what you wanted, Vera?”

“More,” I pant, attempting to rock forward to take him deeper, but he’s being difficult.

“Beg.”

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