Friends with Benefits(40)

Then his free hand closed over my wrists on the armrest. My forearms dug  into the edge, but I ignored the pain. He fucked me harder with his  fingers. He moved in and out and then played with my G-spot once more. I  moaned.


He straightened above me and took his fingers out of my pussy. Then he  gripped his cock and didn't hesitate to shove it deep inside me. I cried  out as he filled me up and pressed against the walls of my pussy. He  was still holding my wrists down. I liked being powerless beneath him,  letting him have all the control. I trusted him more than I trusted  myself.


He rocked above me, his hips moving back and forth. It was ecstasy.


"Yes," I breathed, feeling a second orgasm coming on.


He didn't change his rhythm. He kept his pace, moving in and out, angling upward at the end of each thrust to hit my G-spot.


Then I came. I squirmed beneath him as the pleasure became too intense.  He still held me down and kept fucking me. It was delightful.


When he had fucked me to the point where I could barely move beneath  him, he pulled out of me. He tugged me upward with him and dropped down  on the couch so that he was sitting. He guided me to sit on top of his  cock.


He slid up into me. I hung my head back. I felt every part of him deep  in my pussy. This was as close as I could ever get to him. There was  nothing better than having his cock inside me.


He had me bounce up and down on him. While I did, he rubbed my clit with  his thumb. I caressed my breasts. My skin felt on fire. I was electric.  I never wanted the moment to end. He made me feel whole.


He pulled me down to him so he could kiss my lips. He rained kisses over  my jaw, nibbled my earlobe, and then kissed all the way down my throat  and chest until he reached my breasts. He sucked and nipped them and  made sure to give each of them equal attention. My nipples were hard and  sensitive. I ran my fingers through his hair and held his face to my  chest.


He pulled away and looked up at me. He put his hands on my thighs and  held me down. The way his eyes were glinting told me I should prepare  myself. I leaned back and rested my hands on his knees. A smirk played  across his lips.


Then he bucked beneath me with ferocious speed. His cock slid all the  way in and all the way out of me. I threw my head back and braced myself  on his legs as he fucked me. One of his hands grabbed my breast. Then  he held my neck. It wasn't tight enough to cut off my air, but it sent a  thrill through me anyway. His fingers played with my lips as he held my  throat.


His thrusts grew more forceful. I felt my orgasm rushing over me. I  squeezed his knees. A little cry escaped me when I came. It tore through  me and left me feeling weak and light. Steven seemed to sense this.         

     



 


He wrapped his arms around me and stood. His cock was still inside me.  He walked with me to his bedroom and lay me down on his bed. Then he  tapped my hip to get me to roll onto my stomach. I got on my knees for  him.


"No," he said, "as you were."


Confused, I went flat on my belly as he directed. I looked up at him  over my shoulder and wiggled my ass for him. He grabbed it in both hands  and squeezed it. I watched him play. He had loved my ass as long as I  knew him.


He climbed on top of me, bracing himself on his hands on either side of  my shoulders. I looked up at him. I had to crane my neck. He kissed me  upside down. Then his cock was sliding between my thighs and slipping  inside me.


This angle was heavenly. I tried to keep kissing him, but I was  breathless in seconds as he pulled all the way out of me and then pushed  back in over and over. The angle and the sensation of him gliding  between my thighs made it impossible for me to keep it together. I bowed  my head and pressed my forehead down on the mattress.


Steven lowered himself above me and kissed my shoulders and spine. His  breath was hot on my skin. I shuddered beneath him. His cock was bigger.  I moaned. I bit the sheets.


Steven groaned above me. He was close too.


"Come on, baby," I whispered. "I'm going to come."


Steven shook. Then he went into overdrive. He fucked me harder and  faster. I stifled my cry with the blankets. Steven went to his knees on  top of me and held my shoulders as he fucked me. He had never gotten so  deep before.


My orgasm shook me to my core. I gasped beneath him and quivered as he  pumped me full of his cum. He stayed inside me and kissed my back and  shoulders some more. I giggled and rested my cheek on the mattress.


"Nothing prettier than a well-fucked woman," Steven cooed in my ear.


I laughed, and he got off me. He cleaned himself up and came back to  bed. I curled up beside him, and he pulled the blankets over my  shoulders. Then he put one hand on my hips and drew me closer to him.


His cock was pressed against my lower back. I wiggled my butt for him, and he chuckled in my ear. "Don't be a tease," he said.


"But it's fun."


"I'll show you what fun looks like in the morning."


"Oh, yeah?" I asked, tucking my feet between his calves.


"Yep. You just close those pretty eyes of yours and wait.


"Okay," I whispered, doing what I was told and closing my eyes.


I was exhausted. I knew I was going to fall asleep in seconds. Before it  took hold of me, I closed my hand over his on my hip. "Goodnight," I  said. "I love you."


"I love you, too," he said before kissing my cheek and nuzzling his chin  in his favorite spot between my neck and shoulder. "Have a good sleep."


I would. I was quite certain that I would never have a bad sleep again-especially not if Steven were sleeping next to me.





Epilogue

Steven





It had been nine months since I told Allie that I wanted to be a couple.  Nine months of going to bed happy, waking up excited to kiss her, and  feeling grateful for what I had and had nearly lost.


I stared at the ring pinched between my thumb and forefinger. I knew she  would love it. It had a sparkling band of diamonds and one round halo  diamond in the middle. The band had an elegant twist in it that made it  stand out to me when I saw it in the display case.


I sighed and put it back in the ring box, and then tucked it into my  pocket. My stomach was a tight knot of nerves. I had been waiting for  this day for a while, and now that the time was nearly upon me, I felt  like I might throw up.


Melissa appeared with Chance by her side. The two of them had been  seeing each other for the last two months-something Allie and I loved to  joke about. "Okay, Steven," she said, "everything is all set to go. The  band has the song. The dancers are all in place at their tables.  They'll make sure the floor is open when the song is about to start."


"Okay," I said, rubbing my hands together. "I think I'm ready. She just needs to get here."


"She's punctual. She should be here any minute. Chance and I are going  to go sit at our table out of sight. We don't want to risk her seeing us  too early. It could blow the whole thing," Melissa said.


"Right," I said. "Thanks again for all of this. I couldn't have pulled it off without you."


"I know," Melissa said with a smile and small shrug. "You're welcome. Don't mess it up!"


"I'll try," I mumbled as Melissa and Chance left me on my own to take  their seats. I went to my table. It was right up along the dance floor  so that Allie would have a front row seat to the show.         

     



 


In less than half an hour, I was going to propose to my girlfriend. In less than half an hour, I could have a fiancée.


Allie arrived looking as beautiful as ever. She was wearing a floor  length summer dress and a cardigan. Her hair was curled and half up. Her  lips were pink, and her eyes were lined. She smiled when she saw me and  kissed me before sitting down across from me.


"I never knew this place was here," she said, looking around and taking in the cool little Greek tavern.


The ceiling was decorated with plants that were so dense you couldn't  see through them. The plants hosted hundreds of colorful lights that  gave the place a warm, cozy glow. The tables each had mismatching lace  tablecloths draped across them. A single candle burned on each surface.  The band in the corner started playing an instrumental romance ballad.


"It's nice. Do you like it?" I asked, glad she was happy about the  location. I didn't want to propose in a place she didn't like.


"Yeah. I hope the food is good," she said, looking down at the menu.


"I'm sure it is. I've only heard good things about it."


"Great, what are you going to order?" she asked, pointing at the menu. "The pasta sounds good-"


She was cut off when the band switched to a livelier song. Allie blinked  and looked up, startled by how loud the music had suddenly become.


An older couple stood from their seats and went to the middle of the  dance floor. Allie watched in rapture as they started to tango. She  clapped her hands together and looked at me excitedly. "This place is  awesome!"