Page 97 of Benga's Rise
Lifting her I walk to the room.
“I like alone time.”
She kisses me and my foot hits the stool. “Me too. Alone time with you is always funny, sexy, or I have nothing left because you stole everything in me.”
I’d take offense to the funny, but she’s right. “I’m shooting for the nothing left option. Yesterday was almost as bad as the toilet tank.” Her dress is gone and I work on the bra.
She laughs.“You covered me. He didn’t see anything.”
I grunt. With her against the wall in the garage and my pants hanging off my ass, Daniel didn’t need a picture drawn.
I never had these problems when I lived in the Club.I didn’t have her making me crazy either. I get to making her crazy. Her sweet voice keeps me moving. “I like more weight on you,” I tell her taking her nipple in. Her hips rise and hands move to my head, telling me I need to keep going. Moving down, kissing all the places that have more, I tell her about her sexy body and how she always has me hard.
When I’ve teased the fuck out of both of us, I slide in glad she’s on her back. No mishaps, no laughing, only her sweet little moans telling me to keep going.
“Raid,” the sweet moan hits my ears like music.
I move faster getting it again while her body tightens around me. “Mmm, baby, this feeling has to be perfection.”
“Yes!”
Everything in me is hers. The feeling is crushing and freeing all at the same time. I see white as her tight little pussy holds me captive. When I can breathe, I do it smiling. She’s right. I have nothing left because she stole everything in me.It’s never been perfect with the cast, brace and Daniel, but it’s been us giving everything, every time. I guess there’s a perfection in that. I kiss her lips then head. She’s done and just about sleeping. My little ruby onion. “Love you, baby.”
