Chapter 34 Ben
BEN
As Sarah walked away, I flexed my neck.
It’s showtime.
I was glad that she’d left me alone with this dickhead.
By the time I was finished with him this weekend, he was going to regret ever fucking with her.
‘Tell the truth, mate.’ He moved closer to me and I really wished he hadn’t.
He reeked of cheap aftershave. Seriously, it was like he’d bathed in it.
With him around, there’d be no need for insect repellent.
Even the peskiest mosquitoes would take one whiff of him and voluntarily flee to the other side of the world.
‘About what?’ I asked.
‘Sarah. I mean, I’ll admit, she looks good tonight, but there’s no way that you’re going out with her!’ He laughed.
‘What the fuck did you say?’ I raised my voice and ground my jaw.
‘I said, there’s no way you two are an item!
She’s a boring bookworm and you’re… all…
well, like Adrian said, I’m not into blokes or anything, but all I’m saying is you’re way out of her league.
I mean, obviously the ladies love me and I’m never short of offers, if you know what I’m saying’—he winked and my stomach churned—‘but even I’ve gotta admit that you’re a handsome fucker. You could have any woman you want!’
‘You’re right,’ I said without missing a beat, deciding to play along. Trent was such a simpleton that he was already playing right into my hands. ‘I could. Shall I tell you a secret? Just between us?’ I lowered my voice.
‘Sure, course, mate. Guy code and all that.’ He laughed. Such an idiot.
‘Once, I slept with Lunetta X and five other women in one day.’
‘Lunetta X the supermodel?’ His eyes widened.
‘Yes. And she’s not the only famous woman I’ve shagged.’
‘No way!’ He beamed. ‘And six women in one day? Fucking legend!’ Trent slapped my back and I felt the overwhelming urge to scrub my skin clean. ‘I’ve managed two before, y’know, in a threesome, but six. That’s goals, my brother!’
‘Thanks.’ I flashed a fake grin. ‘So as I was saying, I’ve had a lot of women, but none of them compare to Sarah. I’m the fucking lucky one. She’s so smart, sexy as hell and extremely generous in the bedroom, if you catch my drift…’
‘Sarah?’ Trent’s face crumpled. ‘Sarah Jeffries?’
‘Yes. Who else would I be talking about?’ I said, trying not to get irritated by his stupidity.
‘Sorry, I was just checking, ’cos like I said, she was more interested in reading those dumb books than she was in actually doing anything useful.’
‘On the contrary, I love that Sarah’s a bookworm.
I encourage her to read romance novels. They’re actually rather good, and those spicy scenes come in handy.
A lot of people could learn a thing or two from reading romance books.
’ Time to up the ante. ‘And I know she gets inspiration from them too. Like when she does that thing with her mouth, fuck... and when she… shit. I’m getting hard just thinking about it. Sorry, TMI.’
‘Nah, nah, you’re good.’ Trent nodded, a confused frown still on his face. ‘She was always like a damp squib in the sack. Maybe she’s been whoring it up and learnt some new tricks!’
Or maybe you were just shit in bed, Trent.
It was so tempting to just say that outright, knock him out for insulting Sarah, then tell him he should focus more on a woman’s satisfaction instead of his own. But I had to be smart about this. I couldn’t cause a scene and risk ruining Adrian and Debbie’s evening.
‘No,’ I said firmly. ‘She just needed the right stimulation, that’s all. One time Sarah came so hard, the neighbours called the police. They thought she was being murdered.’
‘Nooo!’ Trent’s eyes bulged out of their sockets. ‘That’s crazy!’
Time to go in for the kill.
‘Oh, so she never screamed like that for you, mate? My bad. I guess you just didn’t know how to satisfy her. From what I heard, your dick wasn’t big enough for the job.’ I wiggled my little finger in the air and Trent’s face dropped.
Bingo.
Sarah hadn’t realised it at the time, but when she’d told me that Trent was obsessed with looking at his dick, I’d known that nugget of information would come in handy.
Now that I’d insulted his pride and joy, he’d be deeply wounded and was probably wondering whether his dick was as spectacular as he’d always thought it was.
Good.
That’ll teach him for hurting Sarah.
My work here was done.
Mission firmly accomplished.
‘Anyway, as much as I’d love to stay and chat, I’d better run.
’ I pulled out my phone, then pretended to read a message in WhatsApp.
‘Sarah’s just messaged to ask if I want to sneak upstairs before dinner, so I guess she wants to go again.
She’s insatiable! Honestly, at this rate, my cock’s gonna drop off! Enjoy the rest of your evening.’
I plastered on another fake smile, then left Trent with his jaw on the floor before heading straight over to Sarah, who was walking towards the bar.
‘Let’s go,’ I said, taking her hand in mine and trying to stay calm despite the jolt of electricity that shot through me when our hands connected. Just like it had the first time.
‘Where?’
I leant over and whispered in her ear.
‘Don’t act shocked about what I’m about to say because Trent is watching, but I told him that you’ve just texted to ask if I want to have a quickie before dinner. Now turn your head and smile at me like you can’t wait to get me in our room and rip my clothes off.’
Right on cue, Sarah did as I’d asked, and good God, it took every ounce of self-control not to bend her over and fuck her right here.
The way she looked at me was so convincing. Fire and desire blazed in her eyes.
‘Good,’ I said. ‘You should also look at Trent right now. His face is a picture.’
As I led Sarah away from the gathering, satisfaction flooded my chest. That had gone even better than I’d hoped. That round was a slam-dunk. Just like the encounter with her sister.
Team Sarah and Ben: two wins.
Dirty Little Rats: big fat zero.
And now I was even more excited than ever to go for the hat-trick.