CHAPTER 29 BENNETT
BENNETT
Graydon: They’re not fucking. They haven’t kissed. He has seen her for some lunch dates. Plans on fucking her.
I read over Graydon’s text five fucking times, each time making me more and more ill. I’m also full of rage.
OC: When does he plan on fucking her? Is he going to seduce her first with a kiss and then undress her? Will the fucking happen at her place or his? And did he say no kissing at all, or has there been light nibbling?
Maple: I think no kissing means no kissing at all, but can you clarify, Graydon?
Graydon: How did you get involved in this text thread?
OC: We needed our Gladdy Mommy. She’s handling the vagina side of this.
Graydon: Don’t fucking call her a Gladdy Mommy or refer to her vagina in any way, you fucking pervert.
OC: Whoa, slow down, big guy.
Maple: Graydon, he wasn’t talking about my vagina, and I kind of like Gladdy Mommy, as it makes me feel like I’m part of the gang.
Bennett: Yeah, he was talking about the vagina I want. Don’t fucking do that or you’ll find my fingers through your eye sockets.
OC: The violence in this group is getting out of hand. I’ll have you know, Graydon, I gagged on my fucking toothbrush the other day and I blame you.
Graydon: Good, I hope it happens again.
Maple: Graydon, you’re being rude.
Bennett: Can we please get back to what we’re supposed to be talking about, for the love of fuck!
Maple: He’s right, you two are taking away from the information.
OC: Yeah, Graydon, stop taking away from the information.
Graydon: I swear to fucking Christ…
Maple: Okay, settle down, both of you. From what Graydon told us, we know that they have not been intimate in any capacity just yet, but he wants to move forward. Now what we need to figure out is if she wants to move forward on her end.
OC: Exactly, Mommy.
Graydon: DO NOT FUCKING CALL HER THAT!
For the love of God. I hate them, all of them.
Maple: You said she’s going to be at the coffee house on 4th Street, right? I can stop by tomorrow with those cookies and make a special delivery from you like we talked about. Then I’ll probe for some information.
Bennett: Thank you, Maple.
OC: Uh, I think you should thank Graydon as well.
Graydon: Not that I want to agree with him, but yeah, where the fuck is my thank you?
Maple: You’ll get it tonight. Don’t worry. You did good, Graydon.
OC: **Whispers** I think it’s sex.
Bennett: Everyone knows it’s sex. God, you’re so fucking irritating sometimes.
Graydon: Glad you can finally see that. Thought I was the only one.
Maple: He can be quite annoying.
OC: Maple!
Maple: Sorry, OC, it’s true. But back to Bennett. I’ll get the information you need tomorrow. As for now, go about as if everything is normal.
Bennett: So, should I call her tonight?
Maple: Absolutely. Don’t even think about him. Focus on wooing her instead.
OC: Woo the fuck out of her!
OC: Graydon…
Graydon: Jesus. Woo her.
“Hello,” Bower says as she answers my FaceTime call. I didn’t even bother with texting tonight because I wanted to see her face. Hell, I wanted her to see my face.
I set the phone on the counter, propped up against the bathroom mirror, leaning forward so she can see my face, as well as my chest, flexed abs, and the V in my hips from my low-slung towel.
“Hey, beautiful,” I say as I grab some lotion.
“Umm…what, uh, what do you have going on there?” she asks, looking so fucking cute with her hair in a clip and her face freshly washed.
“Applying some lotion. Needed a second shower tonight, as I felt like I didn’t get all the dirt off me.”
“Mm, well, I don’t mind a second shower.”
I raise a brow as I rub lotion on my arms. “You getting a free show?”
“Yeah, don’t mind if I do.”
I’m so fucking confused. This is what it’s been like since I’ve been gone.
There’s been flirting, some serious conversations that have led me to believe that she’d give this a try, so the whole Cougar thing is throwing me off.
I know she spoke to him about dating other people, but that’s not going to work for me.
I want her for me, and for me alone.
“I think you missed a spot on your nipple. Might want to rub that again.”
I pause, which makes her laugh.
“Go ahead.” She bites the tip of her finger. “Rub your nipple for me.”
“Bower.”
“Huh?”
“I’m not about to rub my nipple for you.”
“What if I asked you to rub your dick instead?” she asks.
I’m applying lotion to my stomach when I stop. “Are you serious?”
“I mean, I was joking, but the serious look on your face makes me believe you’d do it.”
“I’d do pretty much anything you want,” I say, feeling my dick starting to grow hard from the thought of it.
“Besides lotion your nipple, I guess.”
“Because how is that sexy to you?”
“Is it sexy to you?” she counters.
I think about it, because if she was standing in front of me, topless, lotioning her nipple, I’d probably have the hardest fucking time keeping my hand off my dick.
“Uh…yeah,” I answer, my mouth growing dry the more I think about it.
She chuckles. “That’s what I thought. You’re too easy, Bennett. Then again, so am I. And I’m so horny. I’ve been reading this book, and I swear, it’s one chapter of plot and one chapter of sex, flip-flopping consistently. I used my vibrator this morning just to ease some of my tension.”
My dick grows even harder.
“Why didn’t you call me; let me watch?”
“Guess I didn’t think about it.” She smirks. “Would you have watched?”
“Are you kidding me with that question?” I ask as I pick up the phone and head to the bed, where I whip my towel off and climb under the sheets.
“Perhaps.” She smirks and then sets her phone down so I’m staring up at the ceiling.
“Uh, not the view I was looking for.”
“I know. Give me a second.” I hear her rustle around and then after a few seconds, the phone moves again and seems to be propped up against the lamp on her nightstand, but she’s still not in view.
“What are you doing?” I ask just as I hear the sound of a vibrator turn on. “Bower,” I groan. “Are you fucking kidding me right now?”
“Do you have a problem with this?”
“Uh, fuck no,” I say as I whip off the blankets.
“Then let me see you.”
“Uh, you’re the one not showing yourself.”
“For good reason.”
“And what’s that reason, because my tongue has been all over your pussy.”
“Just…because.”
“Valid argument.” But because I don’t want to ruin this moment and what she’s giving me, I decide to give her the full show. I set the phone up on the nightstand and prop it against the lamp as well, then I stand in front of the camera, showing off my entire naked body, erection and all.
“My God, Bennett, you’re so freaking hot.” She lets out a moan along with a sigh. “Are you going to stroke yourself?”
“Do you want me to?” I ask.
“I do.”
“Good, because I’m hard as fucking stone.” I start to stroke myself, already turned on to the point that I’m able to use some pre-cum to help my hand glide.
“You have a huge dick, Bennett. I love it.”
“Well, you taste like fucking heaven, and I wish you were here right now, because I’d be doing all the work with my tongue, not that vibrator.”
“I’d use the vibrator on you,” she says, still not showing her face. It’s driving me nuts, because I just have to go by the buzzing sound and her breathless tone.
“Where?” I ask, squeezing my dick a little harder.
“I’d love to try it anywhere you’d let me. Would you, Bennett?” She practically moans my name. Fuck, I want to hear it again, just like that, full of desire and need.
“I would, anywhere you fucking liked.”
“Mmmm, I love that. I love that you would let me play with you.”
“All fucking day, babe,” I grunt. “Torture me, edge me, make me beg—whatever you want.”
“Would you return the favor?”
“You wouldn’t be able to leave until I did.”
She moans some more. Her breathing’s become erratic, which spurs me on, my legs starting to grow numb.
“Come…forward,” she says. “I want…oh fuck, Bennett, I want to see your hand move…” She pauses. “Oh God, I’m going to come. Show me your cock, up close. I want to watch.”
I step forward, bringing my cock and hand right into frame, and I start pumping myself, harder, faster. So much that I bend over and place my hand on the nightstand, my abs flexing as my cock strains for release.
“Shit, Bennett, oh God, yes. You’re so big. So hot. Fuck!” she screams and then a moan falls past her lips, her orgasm sending her.
“Yes, baby, that’s it. Come for me.”
“Fuck,” she breathes, her vibrator still going, giving me an image of her riding her hips against the device, taking every last ounce of pleasure while her moans continue to fall past her perfect lips.
And it sends me over the edge, my cum shooting all over my hand and down my length while I continue to pump, the image of her face in my head the entire time until I’m completely sated.
That’s when she picks up the phone and smiles at me.
I let out a heavy breath and say, “There you fucking are.”
She smirks. “I like the thought of you coming, using only the image you can conjure up in your head of me.”
“Trust me, been doing it for a while. Nothing new here.”
Her cheeks redden as she pushes a stray piece of hair behind her ear. “Well, it was new for me.”
“And would you do it again?”
“I think I would.” She smiles at me, making me fucking melt. “I’ll let you go clean up and get to bed. Have a good night, Bennett.”
“Would be better if you were here with me.”
“Looks like you’ll just have to warm your bed by yourself.” She winks and then blows a kiss. “Night.”
“Good night, Bower.”
I hang up and groan as I go to the bathroom to clean up. That was…unexpected. Amazing. Fucking insane, but was that just because she was horny or because she wanted me?
She didn’t show herself. Was that because she was remaining guarded?
I know she hasn’t done that with Cougar, but fuck, I feel like she’s giving me little inches, but not the whole thing, and it’s making me feel nuts. I want all of her, and I’m not sure what it’s going to take to earn that.
I know she’s had relationships before and I haven’t, but is this how it normally is? When Gabby and Ryland committed to each other, they were all in. Am I wrong to expect Bower to be the same? She’s said she can’t stay away from me, but will that just be physically? Is that all I mean to her?