“Don’t even think about cumming anytime soon. We’re just getting started.”
Ben buries his head between my legs and rubs his face against me. Oh God. His scratchy stubble feels so good that I seriously think I could cum just from his whiskers rubbing me like that. “I want your juices all over me so every time I breathe in, I think about this all day.”
He stills and places a kiss on top of my mound, running his finger over the tuft of hair. “I love that you’re smooth except for this little strip. It’s a nice surprise.” I’m glad he likes it. I did it just for him.
His tongue sneaks out from between his lips to glide over the skin above the top of my slit. Side to side and then back and forth. I lift my hips so he’ll lick my clit, but his mouth moves away as I do. Fuck, he’s teasing me. Wants me to beg. And I will. “Pleeease …”
“Please what?” He knows what I want from him.
I lift my hips again. “Move your mouth down.”
He pushes my legs farther apart and flutters of kisses line my pussy lips. Every nerve ending in my pelvis is firing orgasmic pulsations. “Prefer that?” His tongue flattens against my center and swipes upward, the tip grazing my clit. “Or this?”
“Oh, this! Definitely this.” I wish the light were on so I could see him and watch his mouth feast between my legs.
“You taste so good. I knew you would.”
My hips rock against the motion of his tongue so each swipe is longer and harder.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck my face.”
“Oh God.” I lace my fingers through the top of his hair and thrust against his mouth, up and down.
He grabs my hips, pins me so I can’t move, and sucks my clit. One finger and then two plunge deep inside me. He moves them in and out slowly. It stings a little for just a moment, but I understand what he’s doing: stretching me so I can take his cock. Big Ben.
His fingers continue to move in and out, gradually increasing in speed and pressure as he sucks harder, harder, harder. I will wear his mark there even if no one can see it.
I recognize the fuzzy, warm tingles beginning in my toes. My pussy and clit tense and relax as the tingly waves of sensation start deep within my pelvis. A part of me wants to suppress them so I can make this last longer, but the other part wants to cum so badly.
The battle is over when rhythmic pulsations begin in my pelvis. “Oh Ben. I’m cumming. Fuck, I’m cumming so hard.”
The suction of his mouth increases while the motion of his fingers slow. Every movement is meticulous. Carefully calculated.
My cheeks pulse as the rhythmic twitches continue in my pelvis. Fuck, Ben’s devouring me. I grab the pillow above my head and cover my face so I can bite down while I try to swallow my screams. “Fuuuck.”
My face is still covered with the pillow but I don’t mistake the sound of the door opening. Or my brother’s voice. “What the hell is going on in here?”
Oh fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Busted.
Ben shifts and my ass instantly leaves his embrace to be dumped on the bed, the sheet pulled over my head. “Get the fuck out, Ryan.”
“Whose pussy you eating under there, Westbrook?” He isn’t putting the pieces together. Thanks God for Jack Daniels.
“Don’t worry about it. Get out of here.”
“It’s that chick you picked up from uh … uh … the gym last week.” Last week?
My heart jumps into my throat as does my stomach. I feel like I might puke. I want to get up. Push Ben off of me and run as fast and as far as possible. But I can’t with Ryan standing there. I’m trapped.
“I didn’t pick up any girl at the gym. That was Brantley and Drake, you jackass. You’re still drunk. Get out of my room.”
Ryan laughs and I recognize the sound as his drunken chuckle. “Oh yeah. That was them.” Them? As in they picked up the same girl at the same time?
“I bet you wish it were you. Brantley said both of her nipples and her clit were pierced. He said he never ate out a girl with a pussy piercing before.” I normally wouldn’t want to hear something like that from my brother but I welcome it in this case since the TMI clears Ben.
The mattress shifts as Ben leaves the bed. “OUT! Now, motherfucker!”
“Okay, but tell your girl under there to keep down that screaming shit. My little sister is asleep in the room across the hall, in case you forgot.”
Please don’t go across the hall.
“Sure thing, Ryan, but don’t wake Emma. She’s fine in your room. It’s still early so go back to sleep on the couch downstairs. We’ll be quiet.”
I hear the door close, the lock pop, and then feel the dip in the bed beside me. “He’s gone.”