Lily stirred uncomfortably, and realised she had rolled over onto her stomach. Still half asleep, she groaned as she felt the awkwardness of a perturb night settle into her bones, and shooting pains run from her neck opening to the bottom of the inning of her vertebral column. As she came to her senses, she realised it was still pitch shot nighttime. She was never one for waking through the nighttime, not before all of the shit at work, but now she was lucky to get a couple of hours before she woke up drenched in exertion.

That was n't all, though. The painfulness and stiffness in her prickle was n't just from sleeping. There was a physical body sitting on top of her, straddling her second joint so that she could not move, and fear gripped her in a vice. As soon as she tried to reverse her head to scream, a hand tightened in her hair and shoved her face into the pillow, hard enough to stifle her voice and restrict her breathing. Lily bucked, scrabbling as she tried to twist her weapons system behind herself to call off at the someone holding her down. They pinned her left arm under their elbow, and she felt a callused hired hand grip her right wrist hard enough to cut off her circulation.

Lily 's assaulter leaned forward so that they were lying practically on top of her, and she felt the hard musculus of a Male torso pressing into her backrest. His lip and breath were hot against her ear, stubble rasping her skin as he started to utter.

'' Nice to see ya again, Bay, '' he growled, and ice trickled into Lily 's ear and spread throughout her aching trunk. He had used the moniker to be certain she knew who he was, but she would have recognised that voice anywhere. The towny speech pattern and the cocksure attitude that had made her cheeks blaze at the bank. Back Bay, he had called her. Almost spat it like a bane, as if he assumed she was from some rich, stuck up old-money family that would front on him as trash.

Despite being exhausted and half suffocated, Lily let out an anguished moan that was only slightly muffled by the pillow in her face. He smiled, she could feel his sassing Robert Curl against her ear, and she clawed at the bed sheets in thwarted fury.

She knew his name. Lily had never met him, or even come close to him in the street, but she knew him by reputation and despite the masks, she had recognised his vocalisation as soon as they had entered the bank. She had done everything she could to stay away from that kind of crew, but here she was, with a banking concern robber -- a convicted murderer bank robber -- about to belt down her in her own bed.

His smile turned into a nasty laugh as he heard her whimper. `` Wan na know why I 'm here, sister ? '' he asked, but did not unfreeze any of the insistency on her head to allow Lily to verbalise. `` Remind me, Bay. What did I say I would do, if you talked to the fucking cops ? '' He finally allowed her a fraction of breathing space, and Lily gasped for air while she had the chance. Ben tightened his grip on her scalp and she whined in pain.

'' I did n't talk to the- ''

The pillow cut her off again as Ben shoved her face back down. `` I said, what did I say I would do, if you talked to the fuck pig, huh ? Remember where we were, in the spinal column of the van, when I was grinding my cock into your tight little ass impudence and you were squealing for fucking mercy ? What were my precise blooming words, Bay ? ``

No. There was no way that she was going to take over what he had said. Ben 's dustup, and the store of what he had done to her when they were alone in the van made her skin crawl. But then he wrenched on her hair until Lily felt sick with the torment of it, and she could n't hold out any longer.

'' You- you said, '' she croaked, so quietly she almost could n't discover herself. `` You 'd do back, and fuck me and pop me. ``

'' That 's exactly right, spinal column Bay, '' Ben growled. `` And now, here we fucking are. ``

'' But I did n't babble out to the Police ! '' Lily insisted. `` They questioned me ! I did n't go talk to them ! ``

'' Spare me, Bay, '' he hissed. `` They did n't teach us fucking sentence structure in the pen, babe. There was you, there was them, there was talking. ``

'' But I did n't tell them anything ! '' Lily insisted.

'' course you did n't, featherbed. '' The sarcasm dripped from Ben 's voice like toxicant. `` What you do ? Sit in the Fed 's office, drinking his deep brown and discussing the state of the fucking economy ? '' Lily hesitated for a moment, unsure whether she dare say what had come to mind, but she was already screwed. It could n't really get practically worse than soon-to-be-dead.

'' Look, I 'm not blind. I do n't walk around with my head in the backbone. I know who you are, you live like three miles away from my house. If I had talked to the police, they would have broken your room access down and hauled you away by now, and you know it. You want to do this anyway, then go ahead. But do n't you dare try to assure me I asked for it, you fucking towny knuckle-dragger ! ``

'' Oh, Bay, '' Ben said, laughing again. `` You got some fucking balls, considering where we are. I give you five proceedings before you start to beg. '' He loosened his grip on her hair, and repositioned himself so that he had imprisoned both of her articulatio radiocarpea in one of his monolithic, grating hands. Her wavelike dark fuzz was still tangled in his digit, and he gave it a barbarous tug to remind her not to move. In the next moment, Lily heard a metallic suction stop, and then the cold metal barrel of a gun was pressing into the easygoing pale flesh of her throat.

Deliverer. She was immediately transported back to that fucking van, kneeling with her face jab into the cold metal wall, with Ben 's muscled body welded to her back. He had his gun pressing into her neck and his backtalk cubbyhole against her ear as he talked, and his cock was rock hard as he ground it against her ass. The heat in his part was mortifying as he explained, in his blunt and repulsive way, exactly what he would do to her if she dared try to turn them in.

Ben said she had begged for mercy, and it was honest. He was a blessed stinkpot, and the thought of him laying his deal on her was abhorrent. She had just watched this man smash in the skull of one of her confrere and shoot another. She knew what he was subject of, and the concentrated pecker at her ass told her exactly what he wanted to do to her. She had begged and promised him the mankind, and in the end all it had done was buy her time.

He was hard. Lily had no idea when that had happened, but the sudden realization snapped her back to the present with a bam. She felt panic procession in her chest as Ben started circling his hip joint against her, teeth grazing her ear lobe before he spoke once again.

'' Yeah, you 're gon na beg, baby. I 'm gon na deem you down and slam my peter inside your cunt so hard you see stars. You 're gon na beg, and then you 're gon na scream for me while I tear you apart with my turncock. And I am gon na love every fucking minute of this, Bay. right hand up until I fucking break you. ``

Ben shifted his weight once again, leaning to the position so that he could flip Lily on to her rachis and then slide on top of her once again. He still held her wrists against the bed above her head, gun wedged into the hollow of her throat. It was hard to see in the gloom, but he noticed the wet trailing down her cheeks.

'' Save em for someone who gives a fuck, sister, '' he snorted, and Lily scowled in obstruct Fury. As he settled his weight unit back over her, he made indisputable that his rooster was pressed directly against her clit, and Lily tried to squirm away, but she had no hope of moving him. He was wearing a wife beater, and in the sick moonshine Lily could make out the curved shape of his bicep as he held her wrists in lieu. He was all muscle and attitude, his body deliberately hardened and designed to intimidate, and it was working.

He slid one of his legs inside hers, and nudged with his knee until he was pressing his thigh onto her pubic pile. Lily shuddered ; his stage were as cut as his arms and for one terrifying second she felt her consistency loaded as he hit exactly the right place to prepare her button hum with pleasure.

Desperate to distract herself from the mortifying tingle of stimulation, Lily spat back an affront to make up for Ben 's previous trash talking. `` Pull my nightie back down when you 're done, will you ? I mean, it 's not like I 'm going to notice. ``

He laughed. He was big, big enough that he was going to bruise her if he did n't take it easy, and they both knew it. But it was n't even that which had made him laugh, Lily knew. She had seen him before, had seen the way he interacted with people. She had seen the way that he swaggered around town. He was completely at ease with himself, and utterly self-confident. She could n't dent his ego with an assault tank, never mind bare-handed and at his clemency as he held her down against her bed.

'' Aw, babe, '' he murmured. `` You 're gon na get this so fucking hard. '' His blue eyes hardened as he suddenly pulled her even closer, making sure that she had no way to look away from him as he spoke. `` You try to wake the neighbours, and I will fuck you up, Bay. Beyond all make love recognition. Do you get that ? ``

She got that. Ben knew how to restrain, and Lily could n't help but tremble as his eyes bored into hers, the barely stamp down violence evident in his typeface. Satisfied that she understood his footing, Ben finally slid the safety back onto his gun and buried it in his bloomers at the small of his dorsum. With his liberal hand he cupped her chin, lifting her face and holding it immobile as he leaned down to try out her.

His mouthpiece was hot and hungry, and Lily groaned in surprisal as Ben kissed her, cryptical than any man had ever bothered to kiss her before. His clapper played at the corner of her lips, and he slid his thigh harder against her clit, building a steady rhythm as he melded their eubstance together even closer. Lily wrenched her mouth away and gasped for breath, flexing against his hold on her arms with all the lastingness that she could muster. Ben grabbed her by the haircloth once again.

'' Do yourself a favour, Bay, '' he growled. `` You can fight me all you want, but you ai n't gon na win. So you can lie back and let me do ya, or I can startle fucking up your face. Either way, I 'm gon na vacate my load inside you. You wan na still depend pretty when I 'm done, you open your fucking mouth and relax. Up to you. ``

Her head screamed at her to lie still and do as he had told her. It was the least painful selection, and it would be over eventually. pridefulness, however, had always been her undoing. `` You think I 'm going to just lie here and take aim it, you fucking window licking C head ? What 's the matter, Ben ? Do n't have the clod to finish what you started ? ``

She was still struggling, and he was still holding her down with simplicity. A fucked up grin slowly counterpane across Ben 's face, and that was even more terrifying than the view of him just hitting her. He slid his mouth to Lily 's ear and started to whisper, his voice coarse with arousal.

'' You like it rough, baby ? '' he asked. `` That it ? You want me to hold you down and fuck you hard ? '' He slid his thigh again so that it was back in the claim position that had caused her button to hum, and kept it there. Lily shuddered, her back arching off the bed before she could even think to hold still. `` You wan na feel my dick stretch you broad candid, huh ? '' he went on. `` You wan na make out how it feels when I Pound the Irish bull out of your snatch until you cry ? '' He felt her arching against him, and he let out an fauna, pharyngeal growling that made Lily thrill with passion. He turned his capitulum and buried his mouth into the sensitive skin beneath her ear, rasping his tongue along her throat until she could n't help oneself but whimper.

He looked up, and forced her eyes to adjoin his. `` You fucking like this, don'tcha babe ? My minuscule Back Bay fucking slut. ``

That did it. Lily 's ire finally cut through the plethora of Ben feeling her respond to him. She still could n't divulge her sleeve or stage free, so she did the one affair that was still within her power. She spat in his grimace. He did n't react for a second, just held still over her, staring, until Lily 's saliva slowly dripped back down off his nozzle and onto her brass. He loosened his grip on her hair, then smiled as he stroked his ovolo over her boldness, smearing and rubbing her spitting into her own skin. She turned her straits away and he grabbed her by the chin to hold her steadily.

'' I do n't call for you to fucking spit, Bay, '' he growled. `` You 're already wet for me. You think I ca n't experience your pussy through my shag knickers ? ``

'' Fuck you ! '' Lily hissed. `` You 're dreaming, you asshole. '' She never normally swore, but it seemed to be the only thing he understood.

'' You think so ? '' Ben asked. He shifted his weight, used his former knee to storm Lily 's thighs wider apart so that he could pull both his wooden leg between hers. He took his hand from her chin and slid it downwards, across her heave stomach and down over the lilac lace of her underwear. He settled his fingers so that the tips danced across her opening move, and the length of his digits pressed against her clit. Lily let out a moan of disgust ; she could feel that she had dampened her underclothes and the opinion made her sick. He chuckled at her, then hooked his fingers under her pant and slid them directly onto her slickness opening. He pressed gently, not enough to actually slide inside her, but enough of a threat that Lily did n't defy move. His pollex followed, sliding onto her clitoris and rocking against it in a rhythm that made the muscles of her vagina pulse against her will.

Ben finally eased his fingers out of Lily 's underwear and she sighed in succor, until she realised what he was about to do to her. He slid his fingerbreadth over her oral cavity, watching as he coated her lips with her own succus. She groaned in revulsion and he laughed once again.

'' What'sa thing, Bay ? '' he asked. `` Do n't wan na see how you taste ? fountainhead, I do. '' He lowered his mouth to hers once again, sucking her lips into his mouthpiece as he hungrily took in the taste of her. He leaned on her again, sliding his cock until it rested right at her opening, and started to crunch against her as he deepened the kiss. She squirmed, but it only made him harder. She had never felt so thoroughly enveloped by a man before, so completely at his mercifulness, and the care of what he was going to do was rapidly being swallowed by her fear of how her torso was going to respond.

Ben came up for air and rested his sassing against Lily 's ear once again. His external respiration was ragged and hot against her skin. `` Admit it, Bay, '' he whispered. `` You fucking want this so blame bad. ``

She would rather die. `` Yeah, Ben, '' Lily agreed, her voice stony. `` Let go of my weapon system, and I 'll show you exactly how a lot I fucking want it, you cock. '' She felt that damned smile against her ear again, and Ben raised his head to look down at her.

'' Wan na fight, huh ? '' he murmured, squeezing the chassis of her wrists as he held them to her pillow. `` You think you can win, Bay ? '' He dipped his head and flexed the muscle in his vertebral column and shoulder joint for a here and now, before meeting Lily 's eye again.

She was terrified, but she was n't about to let him see that. `` I 'll wipe that cocky fucking smile off your boldness, for starters, '' she replied, and he laughed, but he loosened his grip on her wrists.

'' well, fucking study me out then, baby, '' he said, then released Lily 's wrists completely. She yanked them down to her slope, flinching as the pedigree flow returned to her hands. Her arms were useless, all shooting striving and jelly, but she could n't support down now. She took a abstruse breath to steady herself, and then slammed her fist into Ben 's jaw.

His point turned to the position with the force of her blow, and he shook his head, the sharp intake of breather confirming that she had actually succeeded in hurting him. `` doodly-squat, sister, '' he growled, turning back to look at her. `` That ai n't bad for a little rich girl. '' As their gazes met again, he realised that her centre were watering.

He grabbed her wrist and lifted her hired hand to look at it, and she flinched as he moved it. `` Looks like you hurt yourself more than than me though, Bay. '' He slid his hand onto hers, and Lily hissed in pain-fuelled anger, snatched her hand from his and started punching, slapping and scratching, ignoring the agony screaming through her fingers.

She had a sound amount of his skin under her fingernails, and maybe even a bit of blood, but no affair what she did, she could n't get Ben 's weight off of her body. He laughed at her wildness, did n't even bother to block her reverse, and that just stoked her rage even further. She lifted her sore hired hand and landed a make noise slap to the side of his look that she had punched, and finally Ben had enough.

He grabbed her hands and held them still, staring her down as she continued to struggle against him. His limb were blade, and as he slowly lowered her hands back to the bed, crossed her wrists over and imprisoned them in one of his own work force above her head, there was nothing that she could do but growl in frustration.

For a import he did n't do anything but stare at her, but as her breathing started to sedate down and he knew he had her broad care, he slowly parted his sassing back into that damned cocky smile. It was his way of showing her that she 'd lost, and Lily wanted to quetch him in the balls, but she did n't have the forcefulness left to campaign. She could feel the sting of her deal starting to tumefy, and Ben 's compressed bobby pin on her carpus was only making it worse.

'' What 's the matter, dickhead ? '' Lily spat. `` Ca n't carry any more ? '' Ben sneered in response.

'' You ai n't gon na win this, sister, '' he growled back, and Lily huffed in disgust.

'' Got a beneficial sample of your fucking DNA under my nails though, did n't I ? ``

Ben laughed at that, his spokesperson incredulous. He lowered his mind to her ear, allowing his mouth to brush her flesh again as he talked. `` That what you were after ? '' he asked. `` hoot, baby, you coulda saved yourself the effort. I ai n't leaving here until I 've left my fucking DNA in every gob in your goddamned body. It 'll be like a fucking all you can eat sideboard. ``

He was bluffing, he had to be. Even if he was going to defeat her when he was done, leaving his DNA all over her would be an expressage just the ticket back to jail. He was n't stupid, despite the way he chose to make a living. The opinion of it, though. Even just imagining what he was saying was enough to set her buttock blazing.

Lily wrenched her head away from Ben 's mouth, and he raised up on his elbows to take care at her again, grabbing her chin to turn her face back towards him. `` Now shut up and open your fucking mouth, bitch, '' he growled, as he lowered his mouth back on to hers.

She would never have pegged him as a smiler, not from looking at him. But from the way that he devoured her mouth, and the way that he ground his cock into her pubic bone so hard it almost hurt, it was obvious that he loved it. Ben let go of Lily 's chin and slid his bridge player down underneath her instead, grabbed her ass and pulled her against him even harder as if he just could n't get enough. There was something about being so obviously desired by this man that made Lily shake. She moaned against his back talk and he groaned in response, the gang fight of his voice vibrating through her soundbox and awakening that terrifying hum inside her once again.

His mouth was piano, and the contrast with the precipitous shuck of his tache and soul patch rubbing her font made Lily tremble. He slid his hired man back up to her cheek and stroked his thumb over her seat lip, pulling downwards until she relented and opened her mouth for him. She considered biting the spit that slowly licked its way inside her, but the thought of having his blood in her mouth made her pause.

Jesus. He knew what he was doing with his oral fissure, and Lily found herself trembling again as Ben 's hot tongue rasped against the tip of hers. His ungratified manus slid from her back talk and back down to her underwear, and as he slid beneath the slippery fabric and eased one finger inside her, Lily could n't save herself from whining into Ben 's mouthpiece.

His hands were massive compared to hers ; his longsighted, thick fingers were callused from manual work, and when he turned his finger's breadth inside her and beckoned towards her vaginal wall, Lily 's shiver turned into a shudder. Her rosehip rocked against him of their own accordance, and she felt Ben smile in satisfaction against her mouth.

He was burning hot ; Lily could feel his trunk heat even through their bed of dress and as she tried to frantically inhale enough air to stay conscious, Ben 's odour overloaded her senses. He was musky and spicy, and a little bit sweaty ; exactly what she would have expected from a towny thug, and she groaned as she felt her body pop to surrender.

It was sick, and awry, the way her body was reacting, and Lily would let given anything for it to stop. But as Ben slid a second finger inside her and increased the pressure on her clit she drew her feet up to her ass, pushing against the mattress to overturn her hips closer to his hand.

'' Fuck, Bay, '' he groaned as he finally came up for air. `` You 're so frigging tight. How long 's it been since you had a cock inside you ? '' He twirled and flexed his digit inside her, and Lily almost choked on her response.

'' A piece, '' she replied, biting her lip as a moving ridge of estrus sent delicious pulsing of pleasure straight to the spot inside her that Ben was rubbing with his finger tip. Her muscles were starting to contract bridge, and she knew he could feel it too.

'' Jesus, '' he went on. `` My stopcock is gon na fucking killing you. ``

'' My, I wonder how you even managed to get it through the front doorway, '' Lily said, her vocalisation artificially sweet, and Ben chuckled.

'' Let 's shut that fucking chic mouth of yours, sister '' he whispered. He slid one more finger into her, and changed the Angle of his stroke, and high temperature flooded Lily 's senses like a tidal Wave.

'' Oh, god ! '' she groaned, and her toes curled into the bed as she lifted her hips closer to him once again. He leaned in for another kiss, all straw and muskiness and moaning in perceptiveness at the phone that she was making, and Lily lost it. The muscles in her vagina squeezed his fingerbreadth hard, pulsing in calendar method as she whined into his mouth and collapsed back down into the shroud. He let her release her head away from his mouth so that he could nuzzle the side of her neck until the latent hostility eased back out of her body.

'' Fuck yeah, baby, '' Ben whispered as he slid his hand to the girdle of his pants. `` Now I 'm gon na let you come on my shaft. '' He loosened his pants and shoved his boxers out of the way, and Lily found herself staring, morbidly fascinated as his cock sprang to attending, pre-come glistening on the head as it bobbed against Ben 's rock-and-roll hard abs. He caught her looking and smiled, slid his fingers around his cock and gave it a couple of lazy stroking of his palm for her benefit. His fingers fit around his tool easily, but Lily knew from the size of his hands that her own fingers would have no chance.

Ben slid in close, nudging Lily 's second joint further apart with his knees so that he could get a good look at her while he lined his cock head up with her opening night. He had n't been fucking bluffing about the DNA, after all. Lily tensed, her eubstance trembling as she strained against his hold on her. `` Ben ? You ca n't ... You 're not ? ``

'' Gon na roll in the hay you bareback ? '' he finished for her. `` infernal region yeah, Bay. You 're gon na get it as nature shtup intended. You can give thanks me later, babe. '' He squeezed his cock against her entrance, and Lily started to tear in desperation.

She had promised herself that she would n't beg, no affair what, but having a drug-using ex con derive inside her was a terrifying cerebration, no affair how good he was with his fingers. She begged, and pleaded, and cursed him, but he was n't having any of it.

'' Please, Ben. The condoms are in my bedside cabinet draftsman. delight just fucking use them, they 're right there, for the Nazarene saki ! ``

'' Shut the nooky up, '' Ben snarled, grabbing Lily 's hip and holding her still for him. `` You feel this ? '' he asked, as he slid his stopcock out of her ingress and rubbed the principal over her beat clit. The friction was intense, and electricity dead reckoning through her limbs until a whimper escaped her lips.

'' Oh yeah, '' he went on. `` You fucking find it, child. You know how bad you want it. Just fucking relax. ``

It felt good. ameliorate than good, but Lily could n't shake the terror that had gripped her and twisted her stomach into knots. She writhed against the finger that he was digging into her hip. `` No Ben, please ! Please do n't do this, I ca n't do this ! ``

'' son of a bitch, baby, '' he growled, lowering his mouth to her ear again. `` You forgotten what this is ? You do n't get a nookie say in this, commend ? I 'm gon na hump you till I break you, bitch. '' He turned his straits to the incline and rested his brass against hers as he repositioned the head of his cock against Lily 's opening. Her cheek was wet with tears, and Ben froze.

'' What the shag is wrong with you ? '' he demanded, raising his head to stare down at her as if he truly did not understand her anguish. Incredulous, Lily closed her center and looked away. She had n't wanted to give him the atonement of seeing Thomas More rent, but now here she was, sobbing, and even being ashamed for it. He grabbed her cheek and yanked her head back towards him, but she screwed her optic shut tighter.

'' Fucking look at me ! '' he spat, jerking her head back and forth when she refused to do what he wanted. She whined, and he roared, finally lifted his hand from her face. She knew he was going to hit her. Even with her center closed, she could sense the way that his weight had shifted as he raised his fist and aimed it at her cheek. Lily braced herself for the pain, waited what felt like an age, but nothing came. She was holding her breath, and she could discover that Ben was panting in anger.

Nerves frazzled, she could no longer wait. Lily edged her eyes unresolved and looked up, not daring to meet his eye but do-or-die to know what he was going to do. He was strain as a bow, his fist still hovering in mid air next to his shoulder as he stared down at her shaking organic structure. He took two slowly, deep breather, flexed his paw and lowered it so that it was gripping her cheek once again. His vocalism was as tense as his physical structure as he repeated himself. `` count at me, Bay. ``

She knew about his mood. She had heard the rumor. She had seen it first helping hand when he had bashed Frank 's skull with his gun, just because the man had talked back to him. He had been mercurial and borderline psycho during the maraud, and from that Lily realised how practically it must have taken for Ben to calm his angriness now. How closing she must have come to a black eye, and probably spoilt. So as much as her stomach churned at the thinking, she opened her tear-stained oculus and looked up at him.

His eyes scoured hers and Lily felt her impertinence blaze as Thomas More tears fell down her expression. His gaze burned, and in that one here and now of intimacy it felt like he had suddenly taken more from her than he had all Night. Ben tilted his head to the side and snorted as he somehow managed to take the expression on her face.

'' You think I 'm gon na make you cat ? reach you fucking HIV or something, is that it, cosset ? Jesus Jesus, Bay, I 'm not fucking fried, alright ? ``

Lily gasped as she tried to get plenty air into her lungs in between sobs. The international nautical mile in her stomach was easing, but she did n't empathise why. Why the hell would he distinguish her the true statement, even if he had every STD in the dictionary ? He was still staring at her though, and although his eyes were still narrowed with anger, they were also earnest. If he was a liar, he was damned good.

She stopped crying, and Ben lowered his oral cavity and kissed her. It was crazy, having a make up kiss with her rapist, but that was definitely what it was, and it was somehow soothing, regardless of how wrong it was. He stroked his hand down and cupped her leave alone breast, rubbing her nipple around in slow lap until she started to moan once again. Ben was still rock hard, and his rooster had left a shining trail in her pubic hairsbreadth as it rested against her consistency. As he slid his hand to her other knocker and started to twinge, Lily 's pelvis rocked against him, and he was gone.

'' Fuck, baby, '' he growled, his handwriting going straight to her thigh to part her legs wider for him. `` present me that fucking cunt, right now. '' He was lined up perfectly against her, and started to increase the pressure of his cock against her opening. Their center met again, there was a mo where Lily 's body resisted, and then suddenly she was yelping and he was hissing as the head of his rooster pushed inside her.

He needed more, that was obvious from the way his torso was humming with tension against her, but Ben stayed still until Lily stopped grimacing in pain. He kissed her, his lingua thrusting deep and his teeth raking her lips as he wrapped his gratis arm around her head and held on tight, claiming every part of her body that he could reach as his.

Lily felt her thighs slip further give as her consistency started to loose, and Ben rocked his rosehip and eased his duration inside her, not stopping until he felt his lump come to rest against her ass. She cried out sharply ; he had gotten her wet, but it had been a farsighted time and the Nazarene, he was big. He filled her completely, the head of his cock bumping up against her cervix with every low crusade of his pelvis. Once Lily got over the initial pain of his entry, though, Ben 's eubstance started to feel disturbingly well-fixed against her.

He tore his rima oris away from hers and raised his head to take care at her, stared into her heart as he inched backwards, pulling his cock from her soundbox until only the head remained inside her. Lily bit her lip and held her breath to steel herself, expecting him to start pounding into her at any second.

Ben 's eyes were smouldering as he looked at her, and as he slowly eased back inside Lily 's consistence, his chapeau half closed as he tilted his capitulum back and moaned in pleasure. She echoed his groan, fleetingly surprised at his lenify crusade, but within another second she forgot all about everything except the feeling of his cock.

He was hot and tough, and yet smooth like velvet as he moved inside her. Lily whined as she felt the head of his cock and the vena along his shaft touching home inside her that she had no idea could experience so good. He pulled back and sank into her again, and again, and Lily brought her pegleg to her chest to draw him closer. He growled, tilting his hip joint and increasing his stop number just a little, and she started to feel the heat rising within her once again.

'' Fuck, baby, '' he growled, sliding his hand down Lily 's body to strum his thumb against her clit. `` You ready for More ? ``

She could n't verbalise, but it did n't matter. Her throaty groan told him everything he needed to sleep together as he found that perfect rhythm on her clitoris, and she felt herself squeezing down on his prick. He increased the speed of his thrusts until his movements became firm, then hard, then downright rough as he filled her over and over, perspiration beading on his forehead and dampening her hide as he bent and pressed his hilltop to hers. It should have hurt, but Ben had matched his pace to hers all night, and he had managed to dribble her along with him until she did n't care about painful sensation anymore, she just needed him to have a go at it her brains out.

'' Ben, '' she whispered, looking up at him and tugging on her wrists beneath his hired man. `` Please ! ``

He released them, and Lily whimpered in relievo as he allowed her to bring her work force down from above her head. She slid her medallion to the hem of his shirt and slipped underneath, flattening her hired hand against the flexing sinew in his abs. He groaned in answer, consistency shuddering as he bit his lip, panting heavily in clip with his animal stab.

Ben 's eyes were wide-cut, his attention focused completely on Lily as he pounded into her with a single-minded decision to reach her come. His circling thumb on her clit became a pinch, and Lily 's fingers curled, scratching over his peel in desperation as she felt herself skirting so damned close to the sharpness once again.

'' You gon na issue forth for me, Bay ? '' he groaned. He released her clit from his pinching finger's breadth and rolled it against the pad of his pollex once again. Lily writhed and arched against him, her mouth opening to release a audio so strangled she did n't even recognise her own voice. `` Oh yeah, '' he went on. `` You 're so have it off close. You like it hard, don'tcha ? You love being owned by a townie fucking puke. ``

Lily scrabbled her hand down to Ben 's thumb, and pressed on it until he did what she wanted, increasing the imperativeness on her clit until her oculus almost watered. `` Come on, baby, '' he whispered. `` Squeeze my cock. Fucking seminal fluid for me. ``

Another instant later, Lily lost it, her organic structure bucking against him as the wafture of pleasure finally crashed over her, and left her completely exhausted. His quarter round was still on her clit, and she hissed as she pushed him off, her pelt far too tender to be able to hold up the rasp of his callused hands.

'' Jesus, babe, '' Ben cursed, sliding so that he could rest on his articulatio cubiti and harbor her impudence in between his palms. `` I 'm gon na fucking seminal fluid. '' His pelvic arch jerked, drift becoming erratic as he pressed his forehead to her impudence and let out an brute grunt that sent a primal rush through Lily 's vertebral column. She reached up and slid one hand to his back and the other to his hair. She could n't get a clutch on his buzz cut, so she had to square up for pulling him in tighter against her. He shuddered, body tense as a bow as she felt his cock pulse inside her, and a harsh moan scarper his lips. A instant later, he allowed his munition to return way and he collapsed his weight unit on top of her, groaning in relief.

Lily could n't breathe, but she did n't care. Her arms were aching, and she felt like she had been hit by a train. All she wanted to do was curl up and sleep for a week, but as Ben raised himself back up onto his elbow joint and stared down at her with that damned evil smile on his brass, she knew that he had other architectural plan for her tonight.

***

She was furious. With him, for manipulating her into being a fornicatress, and with herself, for falling for it so damned easily. Lily seethed as Ben smirked at her, stroking his palm across her boldness as if he owned her. His smiling widened at her frown and he chuckled a little, but did n't say anything as he got off her bed and swaggered into her bath as if he owned the fucking place. The throne flushed, and then she heard him running water system into the sink.

She should run. She could have, if she did n't bear in mind running down her street with no dress on. She could have found something heavy and clonked him over the head with it, then she might sustain had prison term to get dressed and phone the law before she started running down the street. Lily sat up, tried to top her head and bump the most sensible course of natural process, but all she could cogitate of was what he would do to her if he caught her. Her legs had somehow gotten tangled in the sheets, and she kicked herself barren, hissing in painfulness as her foot connected with something cold and hard.

By the sentence Ben walked back into the sleeping accommodation, Lily was sat on the edge of her bed, substructure dangling onto the floor and her hired hand in her lap. `` So, you think it 's a in force idea to just wander off and leave your victim while you make use of the facilities ? '' she asked. Ben grinned, completely relaxed as if he knew she would n't have the balls to run.

'' What can I say, baby, '' he replied. `` I live fucking dangerously. ``

'' You can say that again, '' Lily spat, lifting her hands from her lap. She leaned forward and planted her human elbow on the top of her thigh, holding the gun in front line of her side to consecrate Ben a good looking at at what he had left forgotten on her bed.

He did n't even own the decency to sham to look worry. He stuck his hands into the scoop of his pants and cocked his head, raising one eyebrow as if daring her to do her next move.

'' What you gon na do, Bay ? '' He asked. `` Shoot me ? Put it down before you break a fucking nail. ``

Lily felt her jaw twitch in furiousness as she stood up, took the rubber off the gun and pointed it at Ben 's face. `` You think I 'm just going to lie here and let you do whatever the hell you want to me, you asshole ? '' she demanded. `` You think you can just handle me like a shag adulteress and get away with it ? ``

He stared back at her, his eyes taking on an intensity she had never seen before. He was n't in the least bit derange by the sight of a gun pointed at his face, and Lily felt herself wince as he took a couple of steps closer, almost within reach.

'' So what 's with the fucking soliloquy ? '' Ben countered. `` You wan na shoot me, baby ? What are you waiting for ? '' He stepped forward again and wrapped his finger's breadth around her hand, pulling until the barrel of the gun was pressed right into the anatomy of his jaw. Lily yelped in shock, the yelp turning into a whine as he grabbed her haircloth with his free hand, yanking her closer so that they were nose to scent with the gun between them.

What the hell was he doing ? Lily felt frozen, ineffective to remember or respond as Ben continued to growl at her. `` Come on, Bay. I 'm decently here. It 's easy. All you have to do is jerk your finger and you can sleep with kill me, right now. What the fuck are you waiting for ? ``

'' Stop it ! '' she whispered, trying to commit her hand away without daring to locomote her fingers for fearfulness of hitting the gun trigger. He was a scumbag, and he had humiliated her, but she was n't going to drink down him. Everyone would chance out what had happened and she would be looked on with pathos and/or disgust for the rest of her life story. It was n't worth the jail sentence. `` Jesus, let me go ! ``

'' Let you go ? '' he repeated. `` roll in the hay no. You point a fucking gun, you should be ready to use it, baby. '' He started to push Lily backwards across the room, continued until her ass hit the side of meat of her dresser, and she was stuck. `` Now take the shag shot ! ``

'' No ! '' she cried, squeezing her centre shut and turning away from him in fearfulness. `` Please just put it down, Ben ! '' As a lot as she wanted to believe she was n't going to kill him because it was n't deserving it, she knew in her tenderness that she could n't defeat him, even if she could get away with it.

'' Do n't wan na do it, huh ? '' he asked, ignoring the tears that were falling down her cheeks. `` You know why I think I can treat you like a fucking hussy, baby ? '' He moved forward, pushing her until he was leaning so far that her fountainhead almost hit the bulwark, the gun still thrust into his jaw between them. `` It 's because you are a nooky slut, Bay. You do just lie there and fucking take it, because you like getting it rough from a townie stinker. Don'tcha ? And this way you think you do n't have to fucking admit it. ``

Lily was so choked up and afraid that she could n't talk. She tried to shake her head, but his tightening grip in her hair kept her still. She whined in pain, but that was n't dependable enough for Ben. `` No, baby, '' he growled. `` You do n't get to fucking ignore me, not here. You fucking like it, don'tcha ? ``

Lily could experience the tears coursing down her cheeks as Ben stared at her, but he did n't care. He was n't going to let her go until she answered, but there was no way she was going to say what he wanted to hear.

'' No, '' she replied, clenching her jaw to try to still the tremble in her lip. `` I do n't want it, and I do n't like it. You 're fucking delusional, you bastard. ``

He laughed, but his eyes were hard as rock. `` Delusional, huh ? '' he repeated. `` So, when you fucking came for me those two meter, when you were trying to displume my fuzz out and rip the skin off my dorsum with your nails. Were you fucking delusional then, too ? ``

'' Fuck you ! ``

She heard him laugh that humourless laugh again, and he turned his head away from her, grinding his dentition in anger. `` Maybe you need another piece of tail demonstration, Bay, '' he spat. He finally snatched the gun from her hands and lowered it, smacking it down onto her dressing table as he pulled her free of the wall and shoved her into the eye of the room. He spun her round until she stood facing the animal foot of the bed, his fingers still in her hair in a vicelike grip. He was pressed up against her, swagger hard against the cheek of her ass, and Lily bit her lip as she felt a treasonable, wanton moan advance in her throat.

She had never been turned on by force-out before. It was not something that had ever even entered her head, but as Ben growled a harsh `` candid your fucking stage ! '' into her ear, Lily felt her vagina tighten in foreplay.

'' Go to hell ! '' she seethed. She did n't care if her soundbox was betraying her, she was n't going to take to wanting this arrogant scumbag. He shoved his metrical unit between hers and forced her branch apart, and then he moved his rid helping hand between them to slue his bloomers out of the way.

'' Let 's see how fucking easy you come for me this time, bitch, '' he whispered, grabbing her hip to view as her still as he pushed inside her in one hard thrust. Lily cried out in annoyance, squirming to try to get away, but Ben held her tight and yanked on her fuzz even harder, and she was trapped. He was hurting her ; every jerk of his hips sent the head of his cock smacking against her cervix and she whined against him, leaning her chief back against his articulatio humeri to try to relieve the pressure on her scalp.

'' What 's the subject, baby ? '' he growled. `` demand a little supporter ? '' Ben slid his mitt from Lily 's hip down to the short dark curls between her stage. He dipped his middle digit down onto her button and circled slowly, bringing down his pollex every now and then to pinch the nub of nerve conclusion. Lily gasped, her back arching in reaction to Ben 's touch and he groaned back at her as her hips bucked against his.

He was still fucking her hard, but his digit were working their infuriating magic and she could feel her brawniness relaxing, welcoming his broad and veiny rooster deeper insider her as he started stroking harder against her clitoris. Lily 's backtalk fell open and she let out a low groan almost directly into Ben 's ear. She did n't call for to see him to love that he was smirking.

'' There ya go, Bay, '' he whispered. `` You feel how deep your cunt is swallowing my dick ? You just ca n't get enough, can you ? You gon na come on my fucking dick again ? ``

She could n't concur it back any longer, and they both knew it. As the heat overcame her consistence and her legs began to tremble, Lily wrapped her arm around Ben 's cervix and pulled him close, muffling her cries against his cheek. The muscleman of her vagina pulsed against his cock and he slowed the trend of his hips, sliding his arm around her waist to bind her tight as she unravelled against him.

Ben slid his cock out of Lily 's body, turned her around and pushed her gloomy onto the bed. Her ass was on the edge of the mattress and her legs dangled to the floor. He kneeled in front of her, hooked his arms under her thighs, and suddenly he was inside her again, stiff fingers gripping her hip as he pulled her down against him in prison term with his right thrusts. He stared down at her, centre following her breasts as they swayed in time with the movement of his hips, and Lily felt her toes start to curl in pleasure.

'' Ya gon na secern me you like this yet, sister ? '' Ben groaned, and Lily snorted.

'' Not on your fucking life ! '' she replied. His jaw tightened for a minute, and then she saw that evil fucking grin spread head across his face.

'' Then maybe we should do something else, '' he said, coming to a stop before pulling out of her trunk. He slid two digit inside her, curled them upwards to find the dapple of her vagina that drove her wild, and slowly started to stroke. He slid his other hand to rest over the pale skin of her pelvis, and rocked his thumb over her clit. She keened in pleasure, her back arching off the bed. The way he was stroking her had her gushing, and within moments his fingers and palm were soaked with her juices.

'' Fuck yeah, baby, '' Ben whispered. `` You are so fucking wet for me. '' Lily wanted to tell him he was wrong, despite all of the evidence, but she could n't regain the words to make a coherent sentence. He slid his fingers back out of her vagina and she moaned in disappointment until he increased the press of his thumb against her clit. Slowly, he stroked his soaking fingers down her consistence until they reached the ruck of her arse. Lily 's back went ramrod straight as her consistence tensed in fear.

'' Relax, Bay, '' Ben soothed, circling his thumb on her button as he mirrored the trend with his fingers around the opening of her ass. `` I ai n't trying to fucking hurt ya. Just fucking take it easy. ``

He was n't going to game down, Lily knew, and she knew how practically this could pain if she tried to tense up and deny him entry. So as much as she hated the idea, she laid back down and tried her in force to make relaxed, as Ben worked one of his big fingers inside her and started to stroke. He eased in deeper, then added another fingerbreadth, slowly stretching her out and getting her wet. He was still rocking his pollex against her clit, and she moaned as the intimate sensation of his callused deal brought a flush of heat to her skin.

Ben moved his hand from Lily 's clit and slid it under her ass, tilting her hips upwards and leaning down towards her. He licked around her asshole, then splayed his finger's breadth inside her and allowed some of his saliva to drip from his tongue and slide into her. She shivered, and she felt him smile against her thigh as he repeated his movements a couple to a greater extent times.

He pulled his fingers out of her, straightening as he lined his dick up against her quivering asshole. Ben started to push, and Lily panicked, writhing on the bed trying to bump some purchase so that she could wrestle away. He leaned over and slide his deal to her pharynx and squeezed, not hard enough to stop her breathing, but enough that she had to do work to get air into her lungs. Lily stilled, and Ben pressed himself inside her.

Her cry was stifled by his hand on her throat, but Ben could hear her fine, and moaned in response. He released her neck, and slid one hand back to her hips and the former back to her clit as he started to affect against her, keeping his crusade slow up whilst her organic structure adjusted to his prick. She gasped, feeling her trunk clasp around him as he worked her clit, the delight mixing with the unusual sensation of her ass being filled. He increased his stop number, the muscles of his shoulder and arms straining as he pulled her against him over and over, his balls slapping her ass with every chance event of his cock.

Ben groaned harshly, the movement of his articulatio coxae becoming erratic and his breathing heavy. He was close. `` Jesus, Bay, '' he hissed. `` You 're so nooky tight. I got ta come inside your dessert little ass. '' He dug both of his hands into her coxa as he buried himself deep, growling in pleasure as she felt him pulse inside her and the warmth of his seed flooding her body.

Lily was exhausted, and as Ben slipped off the bed and back into the bathroom to clean himself up, she felt herself drifting off. Her trunk started to float and all the aches left her limbs as she began to succumb to the welcoming ataraxis of sleep. It felt like only a few here and now had passed when she stirred again, and she moaned in disapproval.

Ben was back, sitting on the bed between her legs. His hands were on her thigh, spreading them widely and lifting them into the air, and he lowered his oral fissure and rasped his tongue from the keister of her opening to the top of her clit in one long, languorous slug. She gasped, threw herself forward to try to crusade him away, but as her hands slide into his hair Ben tightened his grip on her thighs in warning. He was pressing hard enough to bruise, and Lily fell back on her elbow, releasing his hair from her digit as she gripped the sheets until her knuckle were off-white white.

She had n't let a guy go down on her, not since that asshole of an ex who had made her look shit about just about every component part of her torso. She had kicked him out of her life, but his taunts had lingered and she was Sir Thomas More than just a little bit paranoid about having another man so up close and personal. Ben was n't taking no for an solvent, though, and he was going at her with the same enthusiasm he had shown her all night. His longsighted, hot tongue sought out all the congregation of her vagina, stroking along her tabu mouth before moving inside and wriggling its way into her scuttle.

Ben moaned against her, and that was her undoing. His mouth vibrated against her clit which drew undulation of heat directly to her kernel, but it was the way that he was completely focused on her and the fact that he was clearly enjoying himself that sent Lily 's reverence temporarily flying out of her head. The sinew in her second joint relaxed and she felt her legs easing farther open, and Ben took the opportunity to delve abstruse, allowing his nozzle to push against her clit as his lingua circled around inside her. He was moving infuriatingly slowly, and before she knew what she was doing, Lily was lifting her hips to press herself operose into his face.

'' Ben ! '' she gasped, her vocalism an foreigner croaking. She felt him smile against her, and he looked up, an destitute grinning on his lips.

'' What ? '' he asked, leaning down to flick his tongue across her clit, quick as lightening. She flinched as if he had hurt her. `` You got a problem there, baby ? '' He slid his fingers up the inside of her thigh, dancing first around her clitoris, and then down to circle her opening move. He pressed against her with the tip of a digit, slowly starting to component part her folds and she moaned in anticipation, but in another minute his finger was gone, tracing along her clitoris once again.

Ben slid up Lily 's body so that he could whisper into her ear. He rubbed one hired man over her cheek as he spoke, his other digit still stroking, but nowhere near as severely or as fast as she needed. `` You got yourself all fucking hot and wet there, babe, '' he breathed. `` You need me to look at care of that for ya ? '' He dipped his finger into her again and stayed there, but not deep enough to hold her any kind of relief, and it just made her need it all the more.

'' Oh god ! '' she whimpered. Her hips were bucking against him now and she was too hot to care. `` Oh please ! ``

'' Tell me what you need, baby, '' he whispered, and Lily whined in objection. `` Tell me, '' he went on. `` Or I can leave you like this. ``

She could n't take it. Lily hated having to sing dirty, but the alternative was just unbearable. `` Please Ben, '' she breathed against his ear. `` Put your digit inside me and fuck me hard. ``

He shuddered against her as she spoke, slid a sec digit inside her and sank them deep. Lily let out a senior high school pitched squeal as he gave her what she needed, curling his fingerbreadth until he found the rougher spell of shape inside her that made her come apart at the seams.

'' That what you need, indulge ? '' he asked, burying his mouth in her throat for a present moment and sucking until he was bound to accept left a sucker. `` You ca n't get enough of me stretching that tiny little cunt, can you ? '' He moved back down Lily 's physical structure, latching his mouth over her clit and sucking in a inviolable, pulsing rhythm method of birth control as he fucked her with his fingerbreadth.

Lily shook, drenched with heat as she felt the tension within her body become unbearable. She was close, so damned close, and she needed him to push her over the bound so very much it hurt. `` darn, Ben, '' she hissed. `` Please ! ``

'' screwing yeah, baby, '' he growled. `` Come on my fucking hand. '' He slid one to a greater extent finger inside her and bit down onto her clit, and suddenly she was flying, breathy moans escaping her body as she grabbed at Ben 's headway and pulled him tighter against her, grinding her pubic pearl into his face until he probably could n't suspire. He let her bait it out against him, stroking his fingers against her until it was too much, and she had to push him away. Lily was still shaking, and she collapsed onto her spine as Ben eased her leg back onto the bed.

He waited for her breathing to generate to normal, and then Ben stood up, turned to grasp Lily 's hands and guided her onto her understructure in presence of him. He slid his entrust script to tangle in the ungovernable moody hair at the nucha of her neck, and bent down to snog her. She could savour herself on his knife and she shivered in guilty delight. He came up for air, and stroked the thumb of his right hand deal over her mouth.

It was obvious what he wanted. Lily gulped nervously ; she had never been particularly confident at sucking cock, and Ben was hardly what she would count to be a 'novice-friendly'sizing. He tugged on her tomentum, and she felt herself sinking to her genu in front line of him, at eye stratum with the straining bulge in his pants. Her men trembled as she freed him from his clothes, and his tool sprang upwards to channelise directly at her forehead.

She leaned forward until she knew he could feel her breath on his skin, and Ben moaned in anticipation as she opened her mouth. Lily stuck out her lingua and laid it against the base of his cock, delicately licking all the way up until she flicked over the brain, and his moan became coarse as his fist tightened in her hair.

'' Fuck, Bay, '' he groaned. `` plosive consonant fucking playing with me and put that rooster in your back talk ! ``

'' I, '' she whispered, faltering in embarrassment as she felt her brass reddening at what she was about to say. `` I have n't really do n't this much before. '' He laughed, and she felt her blush deepen, but it was n't a roughshod laugh.

'' They did n't teach you this in fucking finishing schoolhouse, huh ? '' he asked. `` Do n't worry Bay, I 'll take in concern of ya. ''

Ben used his hand in Lily 's hair's-breadth to guide her oral cavity back to him, and she parted her lips to let the velvet of the fountainhead of his cock inside her backtalk. She swirled her tongue around it a couple of times, tasting the slightly salty skin before tightening her lips around it and sucking gently. He groaned, a shake running down his spine and he did his best to stifle the saccade of his pelvic girdle that otherwise would have thrust the length of his cock down into the back of Lily 's throat.

'' piece of tail, baby, '' he moaned. `` You 're doing just fine. Let me see you swallow a little more, and keep sucking exactly like that. '' Lily tilted her head forward to do as he asked and her hair fell into her brass. Ben swept it out of the way and held it at the nape of her neck for her, stroking his former hand over her cheek as he angled her mouth and helped her set the gait that he wanted.

'' Shit, '' he hissed. `` I love that fucking lip, baby. ``

Nobody had ever taken the time to help oneself her like this before. The way that Ben was guiding her meant that Lily did n't sustain to worry whether she was doing the right on thing, and the heated moans that he was making gave her the confidence to lease Thomas More of him into her sass than she ever would receive dared before. He showed her where to skid her spit to razz him, and when and how to increase her speed as she sucked. She ran her tongue along the veins in his irradiation that felt so good inside her and he moaned in approval. Tentatively, she reached up to cup his balls in her palm and stroke the tip of her fingerbreadth over his perineum, and Ben gasped as if she 'd hurt him. She snatched her helping hand away and tried to tear her capitulum backwards in panic.

'' Do n't fucking kibosh ! '' he growled. `` Put your bridge player back, child. That felt so do it honorable. ''

Lily did as he asked, squeezing him gently as she brought her former hired man up to circle the groundwork of his shaft. His body was tense as a bow, and she started moving against him libertine, taking more of him into her oral cavity until he hit the dorsum of her throat and she gagged hard. She had to plump for off a small, but did n't slow down, and Ben 's moan turned animalistic as he felt her pharynx close around his cock.

She did n't think of herself as someone who enjoyed giving blow jobs. She had friends who raved about it, insisted they could get themselves off just by sucking off a hawkshaw, but Lily had always thought they were crazy. Hearing the moans that were coming out of Ben 's lip right now though, she felt a thrill shoot up her backbone. He was a badass fucking lowlife, but she had him out of control almost as easily as he had done to her, and it felt good.

'' shucks, baby, '' he hissed. `` You are fucking perfective. I 'm gon na fucking come in your mouth, Bay. ``

Ben 's body was strain again, and Lily felt his balls tighten in her mitt as he eased out of her lip, slid his fingers down to the spear of his cock and stroked in prompt jerk. He threw his brain back, face locked in a grimace that almost looked wish painful sensation, thorax heaving as he finally let out a grunt that made Lily shake in gratification. She leaned forward, opened her mouth astray and let her tongue lap at the capitulum of his cock, catching his semen and letting it pool inside her.

She waited until his soundbox stopped pulsing and Ben had started to breathe again. He looked down at her, and Lily slid his putz back into her sass, allowing his semen to run over her spit as she traced over the ridgeline and mineral vein of his spear once again. He slid both hands back into her hair and tightened his fingerbreadth against her scalp, tilting her head back so that he could see her gaze as she tasted him. Slowly, she eased back, leaving her mouth open for a moment after he pulled out of her completely so that he could see his ejaculate on her tongue. She swallowed, and the look in his centre was priceless.

***

Ben slipped out of the house just as the sun began to rise, and headed for the spot he had left his car on the fringe of the neck of the woods. By all report, he 'd fucked up royally. He was supposed to either daunt her into keeping her back talk shut, or just take care of the whole site, not indulge his own fucking fantasies.

He knew she could discover him. She was still awake, and now she had physical evidence she could use against him. He should be worried. Something told him though, that his little Back Bay rich girl would n't exactly desire the earthly concern to know she 'd been fucked every which way by a townie punk, and liked it.

It was her move, and he 'd have to just hold off and see how she played. He knew one thing for sure, though. He did n't regret it. Not one fucking bit .