Chapter 24
24
ELLA
I don’t know how our little game of never have I ever turning into something sexual, but I’m not mad at it.
I’ve actually been waiting for this very moment since we got to Costa Rica and up until now it had yet to come.
A woman can only take so much of seeing the man that she’s attracted to, shirtless, wearing nothing but a towel, soaking wet as he comes out of the ocean or pool. It’s been a very interesting week for the spot between my legs. What with my hand and the shower head attacking it every time I have an ounce of alone time.
But now, after one simple game of trying to get to know each other better, I’m on my knees in front of Bennett.
The words he just spoke are still ringing in my ear and everything inside of me is tingling.
With a smile on my face, I don’t waste any time with following orders. I bite down on my bottom lip, and reach for the waist band of Bennett’s shorts.
I love seeing the man in a suit, but there is something about him wearing casual clothing that really does it for me. I wish I could see him like this more often.
As I pull the waistband of his shorts down enough for me to release his cock, I feel Bennetts eyes on me. I don’t have to look up to know that his stare is intense and that he is devouring everything about me with just one look.
His cock springs free and I can’t help but to run my tongue along my lips.
There is nothing average about Bennett Lane. Not in his work life or his home life and the same can be said about his cock.
The man is gifted and I can’t wait any longer to have him in my mouth.
And from the course he just let out, he can’t either.
“You look like a fucking angel, Elizabeth, sitting on your knees like that,” Bennett lets out as I run my tongue on the underside of his cock.
I look up and keep my eyes with his as I take him in my mouth, giving the head a good suck.
“Do that again.”
I do and I do it a few more times before moving my mouth down his shaft, covering him with my saliva, before I bring my mouth back up and take him as deep as I can.
Bennett lets out a groan as I wrap my mouth around him and move up and down, my hands still very much on his thighs, messaging as I move up and down on him.
“Such a fucking sweet mouth. You like sucking on my cock don’t you.”
I answer with a hum and continue to work him, taking my hands off his legs and wrapping both around his dick so I can make this experience more enjoyable for him.
With every sound that he makes, I want to reach down and play with myself. So when one of his hands lands on the side of my face, guiding my mouth, I slide one down and start touching myself.
I’m wet and silky and all I can think about is how good Bennett would feel sliding into me. He feels so good in my mouth, he would no doubt feel good there too.
“Fuck. Are you touching yourself?” He grunts out, his hand moving to the back of my head to hold me in place.
I simply nod as I feel him in the back of my throat.
“Who know someone so sweet looking as you, could do such dirty things. Let me have a taste, I’ve been craving it since we left my office.”
I oblige, brining my hand up for him to suck my fingers clean. As he lets out a hum at my arousal, I slide his cock out of my mouth and slide my tongue from the tip always from the base, marking every single inch of him.
A slight pain radiates from my fingers. A sharpness that can only come from one thing, Bennett’s teeth.
“Did you just bite me?” I ask, pulling my mouth away from him just enough to speak.
The smirk that forms on his face looks dangerous and all I want to do is kiss it off.
“In a few minutes, that won’t be the only biting that you are going to be getting.”
Flutters swarm by whole body and excitement rolls deep in my bones.
“Didn’t your parents or Henry ever teach you about teasing and how it’s not nice to say something that you don’t mean?”
Both of his hands land on my face and he there is this sadistic, yet lust filled look in his eyes that has my arousal sliding down my leg.
“I mean every word that comes out of my mouth. Now slide my cock down that pretty mouth of yours one last time so that I can show you.”
My mouth waters even more than before I as follow order do exactly what he wants.
I wrap my lips around his cock, and slide down until he is the only thing that I can feel, taste and smell. I feel him at the back of my throat and I keep him there for a few seconds, enjoying the feel. My eyes water a start to sting, but when I look up at Bennett and caress my face in the most gentle way, it makes it all worth it.
“Fuck. You’re so damn beautiful.”
Since I can’t smile, I try to convey with my eyes just how much I love his praise. And form the way he smirks at me he takes note of it.
Bennetts hand pushes my head down for a few second before he lets me go and his cock pops out of my mouth with a pop.
I’m in the process of catching my breath when it’s taken away again when Bennett crunches down, picks me up and throws me over his shoulder.
“You know, I could have walked back into the room.” I say as I hang against his back.
Throwing me over his shoulder must have been a spur of the moment decision because his shorts are hanging halfway down his ass.
Even this man ass is gorgeous.
“Where would the fun in that be?” He lets out as he walks into the villa and with two steps deposits me onto the bed.
He has a point.
I’m about to request that he carry me around like a caveman everywhere we go but the words get stuck in my mouth when he starts kissing his way up my leg.
Thank god I changed into a dress after dinner. Less fabric to worry about.
I watch him in awe almost as he kisses his way up my body. As if he were the first man that I’ve been with that has wanted to take their time with me. Feeling the way his lips suck on my skin and how his fingers dig into my body, it sure as hell makes it feel that way. I’ve been with a handful of people in my life and not a one of them has made me feel what I’m feeling with Bennett now.
The fact that I’m feeling more with a man that is legally my husband but I’m not truly with, than with someone that I’ve been in a years long relationship with, is telling. Bennett and I are diving head first into things when we should be all the space between us. This ends in two years and at the rate that we are going, when the divorce comes, it’s going to hit harder than anything I will ever experience.
I’m going to hate it. I’m going to hate myself for agreeing to this agreement because it will ultimately rip out my heart. But it’s okay. I will be okay. Just as long as I have memories like this one to hold on to, I will get through the heartbreak.
Because they will be heartbreak.
A few weeks into this marriage, only a few months of knowing this man and he already has a place in my heart and he doesn’t even know it.
As Bennett’s mouth makes it to my inner thigh and he gets himself situated between my legs, I can’t help but to give my self a mental kick in the ass.
If someone was put in this position and offered a million dollars for two years of marriage, they would have kept their heart of this. They would have gone these two years without falling for their husband or falling into bed with him. But I did the opposite and it probably stems from one thing, my abandonment issues.
I fall fast and hard, and hope that the other person doesn’t leave me. Knowing that, I still stepping into this agreement. I should have walked away.
It’s too late now. I’m in it and don’t want to leave.
When I feel Bennett lick me through the lace of my panties, all thoughts about abandonment issues and regrets fly out the window and I’m brought back to the moment.
“Omigod,” I let out, feeling like my body wants to fly up on the air with how good he makes me feel.
“I’ve been wanting this since I first tasted you.” His tongue flattens out against me and when he rubs the lace against my clit, one of my moans fills the room.
There is no hesitation as he rips a second pair of my panties and plants his mouth on my hair skin.
The way he eats at me it’s as if I am his first and only meal and he has to savor each and every drop. It’s fucking amazing.
My legs tight around Bennett’s head and both of my hands make theirselves at home in his hair. I want to pull him closer and push him away at the same time.
“So damn responsive. I wonder what you would do if I do this.” He voices and I’m about to ask what he’s going to do when I get my answer.
One of his fingers slides into my pussy before he slides it back and then inserts two fingers into me.
“Do that again,” I pant out, never wanting what he is doing to end.
“Your pussy wrap around so perfectly around my fingers. I wonder if it will be the same with my cock.”
“Yes!”
He hums against me, the vibration moving through my whole body.
“Come on my have and hand and then I’ll slide my cock into the delicious pussy and make you come again.”
“Bennett, please.” A moan escapes me as his fingers slide out of me again and his tongue continues to toy with my clit in the best way.
A chuckle leaves his lips. “Are you begging for my cock or for me to make you come?”
I pull his hair a little harder. “Both.”
He lets out a a noise that sounds like a growl and for a second he he doesn’t do anything other than lick me in the most methodical way as if he were savoring me, but then he switches it up. His mouth becomes more forceful and his fingers slid into me and if they are on a mission to get me to the end.
Everything that he is doing feel so damn good, that my body is having a hard time trying to keep up.
My legs start to shake uncontrollably and I pull at Bennett’s hair so hard I’m scared that I be pulling hair out. But he doesn’t tell me to stop. The only thing on his mind is me and giving me one of the best orgasms ever.
His fingers pump into me and his teeth meet my clit and I’m so close to the edge. But that’s not what takes me over. It’s the way he hums against me that does it.
As my orgasm hits, I pant out his name as if It were the only word that I know to say.
Bennett continues to work his magic, as if he hadn’t just made me explode all over the place and there is still a race in the process.
His methods are aggressive, but they work to get me where he wants me. Orgasm number two hits and I swear I black out. I try to say something but nothing comes out.
Kisses land on the top of my pussy and they travel all the way up until Bennett is hovering over me with a smirk on his face as if he just won the biggest trophy in the world.
“Think you can give me one more?” He asks as he leans down and places his mouth against my pulse point.
I shake my head. “I don’t think I can handle it.”
If two orgasm almost made me black out, what would a third one do?
“I think you can.” The cockiness is prominent in his voice and as much as I want to roll my eyes, I don’t. All actions and words are forgotten when Bennett slides off me, and starts taking off his clothes.
On this trip, if seen a lot of Bennett without a whole lot of clothes, I will have fantasies of the man getting out of a pool with droplets running down his body until the day I die, but this is throws all those fantasies out the window.
As Bennett undresses, his eyes stay with mine. I try to keep his gaze, but it becomes hard when he takes off his shirt.
My eyes slide down his body as if it were a statute in a museum and I want to take in every single inch. And when he starts sliding off his shorts, my mouth waters and my center screams out in enjoyment.
I lied. Casual Bennett isn’t my favorite. Completely nude Bennett is.
As my eyes roam his body, I sit up and take off my dress, throwing it to the foot of the bed where Bennett is standing. He is able to catch it and brings up the fabric up to his nose where he holds it and takes in the scent. At watching him do that, I can hardly breathe. There is nothing special about the body wash or perfume that I wear, it’s nothing over the top or expensive, just something that I found one day at a discount store and liked. Yet Bennett is taking it in as if were the best thing he has ever smelled.
My belly tingles but when he drops the dress and his eyes rake over my body, those tingles turn into something else. Something a lot stronger and profound.
It’s as if the attraction that I have for this man is sweating through every single one of my pores and calling him to me.
With out eyes never moving away from each other, Bennett reaches over and grab me by my ankles and drags me over to the edge of the bed. My legs open voluntarily and his cock lips up every so perfectly with my entrance.
I wrap my hand around his cock and slip it through my lips, coating the piece of him with my very precent arousal.
When slide the head into my entrance, he lets outs the most delicious groan I have ever heard.
“We’re going to need a condom.” He lets out, as I slide the head of his cock back out.
I just give him a nod in agreement and ten seconds later he comes back with a condom in his hand and starts sliding it on.
Watching Bennett give his dick a few tugs is one of the sexiest things in the word.
Once we have protection in place, Bennett situates himself back between my legs and with his eyes on me, he slide into my entrance.
My mouth pops open as he slides further in. At one point I think that I won’t be able to take any more of him, but he proves me wrong.
I’m able to take every inch of him.
He stretches me perfectly and all I want to do is keep him there forever.
“Fucking hell. You feel so damn good.” The way the words leave Bennett’s lips has my arousal skyrocketing.
“You do too.”
Bennett starts to move and I loose all ability to think about anything but him. He has taken over every one of my senses and it’s the best feeling in the world.
He pounds into me and I feel him everywhere.
Praises fill my ear and every time I hear one of them, I get closer to the edge than I was a second ago.
My legs are wrapped around Bennett’s waist, not leaving any space between us.
Three months ago, the I applied for the assistant position, this was even a possibility or a thought, but not it’s all that I can think of and I don’t want to give it up.
Pleads for him to make me come fill the room and there is no hesitation from Bennett. He follows orders and as if it were his favorite job in the world.
It doesn’t take long for both of us to get where we want to be. Both of use are on the edge together, waiting to jump.
I slide my hand between us, touch where we both meet. As my my fingers slide against his shaft, Bennett whispers in my ear.
“The best fucking pussy that I’ve ever had. It was as if you were made for me Elizabeth. Come on my cock, baby. I want to feel you tighten all over me”
That’s what does it of me.
With those words, I get thrown over the edge of the cliff and glide into all the clouds that are below me.
I’m screaming out Bennett’s nam, which triggers his own release.
The grunts and moans that fill my ears are like music.
For a long minute, Bennett hovers over me, almost placing his complete weight on me and it feels amazing, I never want him off me. But eventually, he does push off to get rid of the condom but he is only gone for about a minute, before he come back with a towel to clean me up.
Someway, somehow, the aftercare feels a lot more intimate that all of the other things that we have done tonight. It feels really nice being taken care of like this, instead of being treated like another slash on the bedpost.
Once I’m clean to Bennett’s standards, he climbs into bed, and takes me in arms.
I never would have thought that a man like this would be a cuddler, but I’m glad that I was wrong. The second that his arms are wrapped around me, I feel at peace, safe and weirdly enough like I’m home.
It I wasn’t attached before, I am now. That should be a sign to pull away from this and from Bennett, but I don’t. This is where I want to be and nothing is going to make me pull away.
Absolutely nothing.