Page 71 of My Brother's Best Men
Oh no.
No, no, no…
“No,” I bite out, pushing back, but I can’t get to him. He teases my entrance with the tip of his cock, but he doesn’t ease back in. Not yet.
“Pity, I guess I’ll just—” He moves away and I panic. My body spasms, my heart thudding in my chest, and my insides scream at me because we’re so close.
“No, please!” I cry, turning to look at him, my gaze pleading with his. I don’t miss the smile on his face. He presses himself back against me, positioning his cock at my entrance again. His piercing teases me as does the edge of his cock, and I suck in a breath as my orgasm rears its wicked head again, knowing euphoria is just beyond its reach.
“Please, what?” he says, his voice smooth and dark. Smug.
Because he knows exactly what he’s doing, and if I had any concerns about Benny losing control, they are long gone. Because I’m certainly not in control here. Not now.
Me and my aching pussy are at his mercy.
Fucking bastard.
He slides into me with ease, slowly once again, and I moan from the relief.
He picks up his pace, his thrusts heavy and hard. My body feels strung so tight I think I may snap, even as my pussy accommodates him easily now because I’m so wet, so stretched out.
He fits like a damn glove inside of me and part of me knows the crescendo about to hit me is going to ruin me in so many ways.
I’ve never come this much in such a short span of time, and part of me wonders if it’s even possible. That maybe that fading feeling is because my body can’t handle being put through the sexual wringer like this…
“I can’t, I’m?—”
“You can and you will,” he purrs, slamming into me harder this time. “You’ll come when I say so. When I tell you to. Because you need to learn how to be a good girl forme.” He runs his hands through my hair. “And forthem.”
I feel my orgasm like a hurricane barreling toward me, harder than before. And I know I’m not going to be able to stop it. Not now.
“Benny…” My voice is strained, my legs going numb. “Please, I?—”
“Say you’ll be a good girl for me, Sophie. For us.” He grunts. “Promise me.”
I tense, trying to hold off but it’s difficult. “I?—”
Another heavy thrust as he kisses my neck. “Promise.”
I close my eyes and nod, tears pushing behind my lids.
“Promise,” I say again as he slams into me. I don’t know if I can keep said promise, but I want to.
“That’s a good girl. Now come for me.”
He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I shatter like a million pieces around his cock and I feel the moment he breaks. It’s like a domino effect. I groan and he does too. My vision goes white behind my eyes as he kisses me, thrusting fast and hard as he erupts inside of me.
My legs shake as I take every thrust, and I can feel him filling me up. Spilling out of me…
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I know we have just crossed a line we’ll never be able to come back from. Because I just let Benny Anderson fuck me. Without a condom.
Shit.
I mean…I’m on the pill, but still. I don’t usually go sans condoms until at least, like, the third date. And I’m certainly notdatingBenny. I just got out of an engagement for God’s sake!
I tense, and he stops, his cock pulsing inside of me as panic hits. He kisses my neck softly and when he pulls out of me, I nearly fall. He catches me with ease, lifting me up into his arms.
“It’s okay,” he whispers, kissing my ear. “I got you.”
