Page 27 of Our Promise
Just like that. Just like fucking that!
She couldn’t speak or she would let the whole house know what they were doing, so she kept all the words in her head.
“You going to cum for me like last night?”
Yes, but harder.She was so fucking close.
When he zeroed in on her clit again, she damn near lost her mind, scrambling up the bed until she had nowhere to go.
Benny growled, throwing her legs over his shoulders. His hands fondled her breasts through her shirt. She sobbed as her legs started to tremor.
His hands moved to her wrists, pinning them to the bed. He knew she was cumming and he wasn’t going to allow her to run anymore.
Benny secured his mouth around her swollen, sensitive clit, sucking until she exploded. Her hips lifted and fell as he flicked his tongue over her clit until she thought she would pass out.
She had to force him away and when he released her. He pushed his pants down his hips.
With his long, thick dick in hand, he stroked it before sliding back between her legs. He rubbed the head between her wet lips when a knock on the door paused them.
“Morning, Elle.” It was Mrs. J.
“Fuck.” Benny silently cursed.
“This is your wake-up call. Breakfast is downstairs and we have about forty-five minutes before it’s time to leave.
“Yes, ma’am. I’m coming.”
When they heard the footsteps retreat, Benny rested his forehead against hers.
“I knew we only had a short period of time, and I brought my ass in here anyway.” He let out a frustrated sigh. He started to pull away, but she grabbed him at the waist.
“Benny.” She needed him in the worst way. “Just for a minute.”
“Later, baby. I promise. I don’t want to rush our first time.”
“Okay,” she whined, dropping her hands to the bed.
“You’re over there pouting but imagine how I feel.” She started to feel bad until she saw him smiling. “It’s okay. Come on. Let’s get ready for breakfast.” He pulled away from her, fixing his clothes.
“I was ready until you came in here.”
“If you wouldn’t have tried to sneak out…”
Lorielle rolled her eyes as she went to the bathroom, quickly cleaning herself up. When she returned, Benny was on the bed.
“What are you still doing in here?” she inquired.
“Waiting for you so we can go to breakfast.” He walked past her to the bathroom. He grabbed a towel and took his time cleaning her essence from his face.
She shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Was she really going to do this?
“Baby, you’re locked in now.” Benny moved back into the room, and when he was close, he yanked her against his hard body. “If you’re having regrets you should’ve thought about that before you gave me your body.”
“My flesh is weak, but my brain knows better. When you give me some space, I’ll be using the correct side of my brain again.”
“Or maybe it’s your body is tired of fighting what your head and heart know is true. You belong to me and not just for a night.” He stroked her cheek with a feathery touch.
Lorielle felt like she was on a ledge, and Benny was telling her to jump. How when she couldn’t fly, but he insisted she could? Did he see something that she couldn’t?
