Friends with Benefits(11)

     



 


I looked him in the eyes. He stared back, his cock resting against my  wetness. I ran my hands over the back of my thighs until I reached his  cock. Then I eased him inside me, encouraging him to go as deep as he  could by pulling his hips toward me.


He obliged, rocking his hips upward, grinding against me. We stayed like  that for some time. Each pump shook me to my core. I thought-no, I  knew-that I wouldn't be able to walk after this. My legs were shaking,  and my body felt weak.


Soon, Steven wrapped his arms around me and under my back. He lifted me  up slowly. His biceps tightened against my arms as he straightened with  his cock still inside me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held  myself to him. My breasts were crushed up against his chest as he began  walking us to his bedroom.


I kissed him as we went. I was too turned on not to. I needed to taste  as much of him as I possibly could. I didn't want it to end. He returned  my kisses with equal greediness until we reached his bed. He sat down  with me on his lap, then fell on his back, leaving me sitting atop him.


I braced myself with my hands on his chest. The muscles there were firm  and full. I rotated my hips in slow, steady circles. Steven's eyes  closed and his hands squeezed my thighs. I kept going, wanting nothing  more than to make him feel as good as he was making me feel.


I bounced up and down. He watched me with hungry eyes. He held my  breasts and played with my nipples. He pulled me down on top of him and  crushed his mouth against mine while he lifted his hips beneath me,  burying his cock deep inside me. I continued to rotate my hips until the  orgasm that had been toying with me finally broke free.


Steven held me tighter and fucked me hard as I came.


We both felt how much wetter I was. I settled deep on his cock, falling  still for a moment as the final shaking of my orgasm left me. Then I  started up again, slowly at first, feeling his cock sliding in and out  of me. It was pure ecstasy.


"I want you to cum inside me," I told him, straightening above him and  arching my back. I braced myself with my hands behind me on his thighs. I  was looking up at the ceiling.


Steven grabbed my hips. He held onto me as he thrust upward, that  tingling sensation beginning again. It wouldn't take long for me to come  again. But I wanted us to finish together. I longed for that feeling of  being filled up. I craved it more than I had ever craved anything.


"Steven," I moaned, rolling my neck to look down at him again.


His thumb pressed against my clit. Little explosions of pleasure shot  through me. I gasped, and he held me tighter, restricting me from  pulling away. His thumb continued to rub me in quick circles. I began to  bounce above him.


I held my breasts. The orgasm was coming. I told him I was going to come.


When it happened, I cried out. Steven held himself inside me as he came,  too. His muscles were taut beneath me. When he finished, I rocked  gently above him, enjoying the silky wetness between us. He pulled me  down to him and kissed me.


When we parted, I rolled onto my back. He flipped on to his side to face  me and propped himself up on one elbow. I knew he was looking at me. I  could feel his eyes scanning the length of my body.


My pussy was swollen and pulsing. My brain felt like mush. My skin was  hot and tingly. I ran my fingers through my hair and closed my eyes.  "That was amazing," I said hoarsely, realizing I was in desperate need  of water.


Steven leaned in closer beside me. His hand wandered down between my  legs again. He stroked me, nice and slow, and purred in my ear. "You  were amazing."


I let him do what he wanted with his hands. He was a magic worker.  Somehow, he managed to stroke the length of my pussy while his thumb  flicked over my clit. I would have been content to lay there with him  for eternity.


He kissed my nipple and took it in his mouth, suckling on it gently and  then pinching it between his teeth. As his mouth tickled my breasts, he  slid two fingers inside me. My swollen pussy invited him in and  tightened almost instantly. He knew how close I was to finishing again.


I spread my legs further apart for him. I could feel his knuckles  against my legs and pelvis as he fingered me. I wondered for a moment if  I would be bruised the next morning.


I didn't care. What he was doing felt too good. I moaned beneath him and  moved my hips against his fingers. I was going to come. I was so close.


His thumb hit that perfect spot on my clit right when his fingers pushed  against my G-spot. My orgasm was wild and quick, tearing through me  like an avalanche. I cried out and threw my head back. Steven only  fucked me harder.


When my body stopped shaking, he pulled his fingers out of me. I opened  my eyes to find him watching me with a smile playing on his lips.  "Perfection," he whispered.         

     



 


I covered my eyes bashfully and rolled away from him.


He slid off the bed and slapped my leg playfully. "Water?" he offered as he made his way over to the bathroom.


"Please," I said, staring at his bare ass as he walked away from me.


When he returned, he handed me a glass of cold water. I drank the whole  thing before going to the bathroom myself to tidy up. Sleep would be  impossible with how wet I was.


By the time I got back, Steven was lying on his back and was halfway  beneath the covers. He invited me in by pulling back the blankets on the  other side of the bed. I joined him, and we nestled up against each  other.


Curled up against Steven's chest, I thought about how much I had wanted  this. I thought about how much I cared about him. This was Steven Marx.  He was the man I had always dreamed of being with.


And now that I had been with him, one thing was for certain: I was in love with him.





Chapter 9

Steven





Allie was still curled up against me in the morning. I could smell her  coconut shampoo, and her hair was tickling my nose. I had one arm tucked  beneath her, and it was completely numb. She was facing away from me,  and the blanket was draped over her hips. Her body from this angle was a  dramatic curve. I kissed her bare shoulder. She didn't stir. I  proceeded to lightly trace my finger down her arm. Goosebumps rose on  her skin, but she still didn't wake. I enjoyed lying with her in the  stillness of the morning.


Her breathing was deep and calm. She was sleeping soundly. I stole a  glance at my clock. It was nearly nine in the morning. We had earned our  sleep-in, that was for sure.


Turning back to Allie, I admired the view. I reached down and pulled the  blanket off her hips and stared at her ass. Seeing the line down her  spine and the two dimples at her lower back made me smile. Her shape was  out of this world. I had always thought that about her and wondered why  she opted to hide it beneath loose sweaters. Sometimes, when her shirts  would inch upward, I would steal a glance at her hips and ass. It  always surprised me. She had clearly worked for her body but wasn't the  type of woman who needed to show the world her accomplishment.


I was hard again. I wanted to put my cock inside her. I inched closer to  her and pressed the tip of my dick against her lower back, urging her  to wake up. She moaned softly and shifted in her sleep.


"Allie," I whispered in her ear, squeezing her shoulder gently. "Time to wake up."


She didn't stir at first. I shook her lightly, just enough to warrant a small sigh followed by a yawn.


"I'm awake," she muttered, looking over her shoulder at me with half-open eyes.


"Good," I said, slipping my cock into that delightful space between her  legs. She let out a soft, sleepy chuckle. The sound did things to me  that made it impossible to think straight.


She arched her back as she stretched. Her ass pressed against my  stomach. I grabbed hold of it and then ran my hands over her hips. Her  skin was so soft.


"Can I fuck you again?" I asked, my cock growing harder between her thighs.


That laugh of hers flooded the room. I waited, terribly impatient, as  she lifted her leg for me, inviting me to put my cock inside her.


I held her leg up for her and edged closer behind her. She looked over  her shoulder at me, and then down at my cock. Her eyes were still heavy  with sleep, but I saw the desire there that turned me on so much.


The tip of my cock found her pussy. She was dripping wet. Her fingers  reached for me, and she grabbed my shaft while I rubbed myself against  her. She moaned softly as she began jerking me off. Fuck, she was so  sexy.


When she couldn't stand it any longer, she held my dick against her and  eased me inside her. Her pussy in the morning felt better than ever. I  entered her slowly, enjoying the way the walls of her pussy hugged me.


Her hand was still between her legs. I realized she was rubbing herself.  A little moan escaped her lips once I had fully entered her. I pulled  myself almost all the way out and slid back in slowly. I repeated this  until her hips began gyrating against me.


Then I fucked her as hard and as fast as I could. She was breathless  almost immediately. She continued to rub herself, and her pussy  tightened around my cock. She came quickly and stifled her cry in a  pillow. I followed suit seconds later, pumping her full of my cum. She  took it all and held it all, even when I pulled out of her.