Page 76 of Dearest Protector

And more than anything, I wanted to see him lose himself to the pleasure he’d given me.

I closed my eyes as Ben slowly pulled back, and thrust back inside me again.

“God, that feels good,” I purred.

As Ben did the same thing over and over again, his speed increasing gradually, I lost myself to the seductive rhythm.

Nothing existed anymore except Ben and me, and the exhilarating bliss of finally feeling him moving inside me.

I lifted my hips, moving with him, anxious for every thrust of his massive cock now.

“Harder! Don’t hold back, Ben,” I pleaded, wanting every bit of this fierce madness that only Ben could give me. “I need you.”

Once I said those words, it was like Ben finally caved in and lost the last of his control.

He fucked me so deep and hard that it took my breath away, and I still craved more.

“Yes-please-just-like-that-Ben,” I chanted, egging him on as our skin slapped together with every forceful drive.

I could feel my orgasm welling up inside me.

The feeling was different this time.

Slower.

More like a rough caress than a tsunami.

And deeper than the climax I’d had a short while ago.

I reached for that unfamiliar orgasm, but I couldn’t quite capture it.

“Touch yourself, Ariel,” Ben demanded with a lusty groan. “I can’t last much longer, and I need to feel you coming around my cock.”

Instinctively, I knew what he was asking me to do.

I knew what he needed because my body was begging for exactly the same thing.

Even though every thrust of Ben’s cock was ecstasy, I didn’t want to wait, and Bencouldn’twait.

I went off like a firecracker within the first few seconds of reaching between our bodies to stimulate my clit.

That was all it took to send my body reeling.

“Oh, God, Ben!” I screamed, my internal muscles clamping down on Ben as I came so hard I was seeing stars dance on the inside of my eyelids.

“Fuck!” Ben groaned. “You’re mine, Ariel. Say it. Tell me you’re mine. Tell me you’ll never leave me.”

Leave him? Is the man out of his mind?

He surged inside me one last time as my body clenched around his massive cock, milking him to his own release.

“You already know that I’m yours, and I’d have to be crazy to go anywhere,” I choked out, my fingernails digging into his back because the pleasure was so damn intense.

The raw emotional and primal satisfaction that was pouring from my body was so powerful that my heart felt like it was going to explode out of my chest.

Ben Blackwood was mine as surely as I was his, and the satisfaction I got from that knowledge was profound and explainable.

He rolled and pulled me on top of him, his cock still inside me as he rasped harshly, still trying to catch his breath, “No going back, Ariel. We’re never going back. I can’t go through that kind of torture again.”

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