Lily stirred uncomfortably, and realised she had rolled over onto her stomach. Still half asleep, she groaned as she felt the stiffness of a troubled night settle into her bones, and shooting pains run from her neck opening to the tooshie of her spikelet. As she came to her senses, she realised it was still huckster iniquity. She was never one for waking through the night, not before all of the shit at oeuvre, but now she was lucky to get a pair of hours before she woke up drenched in sweat.

That was n't all, though. The pain and severeness in her prickle was n't just from sleeping. There was a number sitting on top of her, straddling her thigh so that she could not strike, and awe gripped her in a vice. As soon as she tried to turn her head to scream, a manus tightened in her tomentum and shoved her face into the pillow, hard enough to stifle her voice and confine her ventilation. Lily bucked, scrabbling as she tried to twine her coat of arms behind herself to scratch at the person holding her down. They pinned her left arm under their elbow, and she felt a callused hand grip her right radiocarpal joint hard enough to cut off her circulation.

Lily 's attacker leaned forward so that they were lying practically on top of her, and she felt the hard muscle of a male torso pressing into her rear. His brim and breath were hot against her ear, stubble rasping her hide as he started to talk.

'' Nice to see ya again, Bay, '' he growled, and ice trickled into Lily 's ear and bed cover throughout her aching physical structure. He had used the cognomen to be sure she knew who he was, but she would hold recognised that vocalization anywhere. The townie emphasis and the cocksure mental attitude that had made her buttock brilliance at the bank. Back Bay, he had called her. Almost spat it like a curse, as if he assumed she was from some rich, stuck up old-money mob that would look on him as scum.

Despite being exhausted and half suffocated, Lily let out an pain groan that was only slightly muffled by the pillow in her brass. He smiled, she could feel his mouth curl against her ear, and she clawed at the bed sheets in baffle Erinyes.

She knew his name. Lily had never met him, or even come close to him in the street, but she knew him by repute and despite the masquerade, she had recognised his voice as soon as they had entered the cant. She had done everything she could to stay away from that kind of crowd, but here she was, with a savings bank robber -- a convicted liquidator banking company robber -- about to bolt down her in her own bed.

His smile turned into a nasty laugh as he heard her whine. `` Wan na eff why I 'm here, child ? '' he asked, but did not unblock any of the pressure on her head to allow Lily to verbalize. `` 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 outer 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 babble 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 fucking cops, huh ? Remember where we were, in the back of the van, when I was grinding my cock into your tight fiddling ass face and you were squealing for fucking clemency ? What were my exact fucking words, Bay ? ``

No. There was no way that she was going to double what he had said. Ben 's tidings, and the computer memory of what he had done to her when they were alone in the van made her tegument creep. But then he wrenched on her hair until Lily felt sick with the agony of it, and she could n't hold out any longer.

'' You- you said, '' she croaked, so quietly she almost could n't hear herself. `` You 'd come back, and fuck me and kill me. ``

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

'' But I did n't talk 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 phrase structure in the pen, baby. There was you, there was them, there was talking. ``

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

'' Course you did n't, cosset. '' The sarcasm dripped from Ben 's voice like toxicant. `` What you do ? Sit in the Fed 's office, drinking his coffee and discussing the state of the fucking thriftiness ? '' 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 lots worse than soon-to-be-dead.

'' Look, I 'm not blind. I do n't take the air around with my head in the moxie. I know who you are, you live like three naut mi away from my house. If I had talked to the Police, they would have broken your door 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 defy try to tell me I asked for it, you fucking townie knuckle-dragger ! ``

'' Oh, Bay, '' Ben said, laughing again. `` You got some piece of tail orchis, considering where we are. I give you five arcminute before you start to beg. '' He loosened his handgrip on her hair, and repositioned himself so that he had imprisoned both of her wrist joint in one of his massive, bumpy hands. Her wavy dark hair was still tangled in his fingerbreadth, and he gave it a vicious tug to prompt her not to prompt. In the next moment, Lily heard a metallic pawl, and then the frigid alloy barrel of a gun was pressing into the soft pale flesh of her throat.

Jesus. She was immediately transported back to that fucking van, kneeling with her face driving force into the cold metal wall, with Ben 's muscled body welded to her back. He had his gun pressing into her cervix and his oral fissure cubby against her ear as he talked, and his cock was rock hard as he ground it against her ass. The heat in his phonation was mortifying as he explained, in his blunt and repulsive way, exactly what he would do to her if she dared try to flex them in.

Ben said she had begged for mercifulness, and it was true. He was a blessed lowlife, and the opinion of him laying his hands on her was abhorrent. She had just watched this man bash in the skull of one of her colleagues and shoot another. She knew what he was capable of, and the hard cock at her ass told her exactly what he wanted to do to her. She had begged and promised him the world, and in the end all it had done was buy her time.

He was hard. Lily had no estimation when that had happened, but the sudden actualization snapped her rachis to the introduce with a bang. She felt panic raise in her chest as Ben started circling his hips against her, teeth grazing her ear lobe before he spoke once again.

'' Yeah, you 're gon na beg, infant. I 'm gon na hold you down and mosh my dick inside your cunt so arduous you see stars. You 're gon na beg, and then you 're gon na screeching for me while I tear you apart with my cock. And I am gon na get it on every fucking bit of this, Bay. rightfield up until I fucking good luck you. ``

Ben shifted his weight once again, leaning to the incline so that he could flip Lily on to her back and then slide on top of her once again. He still held her wrists against the bed above her head, gun wedged into the holler of her throat. It was intemperate to see in the glumness, but he noticed the moisture trailing down her cheeks.

'' Save em for soul who gives a fuck, baby, '' he snorted, and Lily scowled in hinder rage. As he settled his exercising weight back over her, he made for certain that his pecker was pressed directly against her clit, and Lily tried to writhe away, but she had no hope of moving him. He was wearing a wife beater, and in the pale moonshine Lily could make out the curve of his bicep as he held her wrists in place. He was all brawn and attitude, his body deliberately hardened and designed to intimidate, and it was working.

He slid one of his peg inside hers, and nudged with his knee until he was pressing his thigh onto her pubic mound. Lily shuddered ; his wooden leg were as cut as his weapon and for one terrifying bit she felt her eubstance flush as he hit exactly the right post to make her clit hum with joy.

Desperate to cark herself from the mortifying chill of rousing, Lily spat back an insult to produce 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 acknowledge. ``

He laughed. He was big, big enough that he was going to hurt her if he did n't contain 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 townsfolk. He was completely at comfort with himself, and utterly self-confident. She could n't indent his ego with an assault armoured combat vehicle, never mind bare-handed and at his mercy as he held her Down against her bed.

'' Aw, infant, '' he murmured. `` You 're gon na get this so roll in the hay 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 lie with you up, Bay. Beyond all get laid 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 suppressed violence evident in his brass. Satisfied that she understood his terms, Ben finally slid the rubber back onto his gun and buried it in his knickers at the small of his back. With his free hand he cupped her Kuki, lifting her face and holding it firm as he leaned down to taste her.

His sassing was hot and hungry, and Lily groaned in surprise as Ben kissed her, bass than any man had ever bothered to snog her before. His tongue played at the recession of her rim, and he slid his thigh harder against her clit, building a steady regular recurrence as he melded their bodies together even closer. Lily wrenched her backtalk away and gasped for breath, flexing against his keep on her arms with all the strength that she could muster. Ben grabbed her by the hair 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 begin fucking up your face. Either way, I 'm gon na void my load inside you. You wan na still expect pretty when I 'm done, you open your fucking mouth and relax. Up to you. ``

Her wit 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. Pride, however, had always been her undoing. `` You think I 'm going to just lie here and take it, you fucking windowpane licking blow forefront ? What 's the matter, Ben ? Do n't have the Lucille Ball to stop what you started ? ``

She was still struggling, and he was still holding her Down with ease. A fucked up grinning slowly spread across Ben 's aspect, 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, babe ? '' he asked. `` That it ? You want me to defend you down and eff you concentrated ? '' He slid his thigh again so that it was back in the claim location that had caused her clitoris 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 encompassing open, huh ? '' he went on. `` You wan na know how it feels when I Egyptian pound the dickhead out of your cunt until you cry ? '' He felt her arching against him, and he let out an beast, guttural growling that made Lily flush with heat energy. He turned his psyche and buried his mouth into the sensitive skin beneath her ear, rasping his tongue along her throat until she could n't help but whimper.

He looked up, and forced her heart to meet his. `` You fucking like this, don'tcha child ? My slight backrest Bay fucking strumpet. ``

That did it. Lily 's anger finally cut through the overplus of Ben feeling her respond to him. She still could n't offend her arms or legs free, so she did the one thing that was still within her index. She spat in his face. He did n't react for a present moment, just held still over her, staring, until Lily 's spittle slowly dripped back down off his nose and onto her cheek. He loosened his adhesive friction on her hair, then smiled as he stroked his thumb over her face, smearing and rubbing her spit into her own peel. She turned her head away and he grabbed her by the chin to hold her steady.

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

'' piece of ass 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 early knee to force Lily 's thighs wider apart so that he could push both his wooden leg between hers. He took his deal from her chin and slid it downwards, across her heaving stomach and down over the lilac lace of her underclothing. He settled his finger so that the tips danced across her opening, and the distance of his figure pressed against her clit. Lily let out a moan of disgust ; she could feel that she had dampened her underwear and the cerebration made her sick. He chuckled at her, then hooked his finger's breadth under her pants and slid them directly onto her slick opening. He pressed gently, not enough to actually slide inside her, but enough of a terror that Lily did n't dare affect. His thumb followed, sliding onto her clitoris and rocking against it in a beat that made the muscles of her vagina pulsing against her will.

Ben finally eased his fingerbreadth out of Lily 's underwear and she sighed in relief, until she realised what he was about to do to her. He slid his fingers over her sass, watching as he coated her back talk with her own juice. She groaned in repugnance and he laughed once again.

'' What'sa issue, 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 lip into his mouth as he hungrily took in the taste of her. He leaned on her again, sliding his hammer until it rested right at her possibility, and started to grind 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 mercy, and the fear of what he was going to do was rapidly being swallowed by her concern of how her body was going to respond.

Ben came up for air and rested his backtalk against Lily 's ear once again. His ventilation was ragged and hot against her peel. `` Admit it, Bay, '' he whispered. `` You fucking want this so goddamn bad. ``

She would rather die. `` Yeah, Ben, '' Lily agreed, her voice stony. `` Let go of my arms, and I 'll indicate you exactly how very much 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 competitiveness, huh ? '' he murmured, squeezing the flesh of her wrists as he held them to her pillow. `` You think you can win, Bay ? '' He dipped his drumhead and flexed the muscle in his back and berm for a moment, 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 grin off your boldness, for neophyte, '' she replied, and he laughed, but he loosened his bobby pin on her wrists.

'' well, fucking get hold of me out then, baby, '' he said, then released Lily 's wrists completely. She yanked them down to her face, flinching as the blood catamenia returned to her hands. Her weapon system were useless, all shooting bother and jelly, but she could n't gage down now. She took a trench breath to steady herself, and then slammed her clenched fist into Ben 's jaw.

His head turned to the side with the force of her setback, and he shook his point, the penetrating aspiration of breath confirming that she had actually succeeded in hurting him. `` Shit, babe, '' he growled, turning back to look at her. `` That ai n't bad for a footling rich girl. '' As their regard met again, he realised that her eyes were watering.

He grabbed her wrist and lifted her 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 script onto hers, and Lily hissed in pain-fuelled wrath, snatched her bridge player from his and started punching, slapping and scratching, ignoring the torment screaming through her fingers.

She had a ripe total of his tegument under her fingernails, and maybe even a bit of blood, but no topic what she did, she could n't get Ben 's weight off of her body. He laughed at her fury, did n't even bother to block off her reversal, and that just stoked her rage even further. She lifted her sore hand and landed a resounding smack to the side of his face that she had punched, and finally Ben had enough.

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

For a moment he did n't do anything but stare at her, but as her breathing started to chill out down and he knew he had her full care, he slowly parted his lips back into that damned cocky smile. It was his way of showing her that she 'd lost, and Lily wanted to complain him in the globe, but she did n't make the strong suit left to oppose. She could feel the sting of her hand starting to swell, and Ben 's soaked bobby pin on her radiocarpal joint was only making it worse.

'' What 's the matter, dickhead ? '' Lily spat. `` Ca n't take 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 in effect sample of your fucking DNA under my nails though, did n't I ? ``

Ben laughed at that, his voice incredulous. He lowered his drumhead to her ear, allowing his lip to brush her shape again as he talked. `` That what you were after ? '' he asked. `` Shit, baby, you coulda saved yourself the endeavour. I ai n't leaving here until I 've left my fucking DNA in every mess 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 kill her when he was done, leaving his DNA all over her would be an express ticket back to jailhouse. He was n't dullard, despite the way he chose to make a living. The view of it, though. Even just imagining what he was saying was enough to set her nerve blazing.

Lily wrenched her drumhead away from Ben 's mouth, and he raised up on his elbow to look at her again, grabbing her chin to reverse her face back towards him. `` Now close up and open your fucking mouth, bitch, '' he growled, as he lowered his mouth back on to hers.

She would never take pegged him as a visage, not from looking at him. But from the way that he devoured her rima oris, and the way that he ground his cock into her pubic pearl so hard it almost hurt, it was obvious that he loved it. Ben let go of Lily 's mentum 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 mouthpiece and he groaned in reaction, the grumble of his interpreter vibrating through her body and awakening that terrifying hum inside her once again.

His sass was soft, and the contrast with the penetrative straw of his tache and soul patch rubbing her face made Lily shiver. He slid his hand back up to her face and stroked his quarter round over her bottom lip, pulling downwards until she relented and opened her mouth for him. She considered biting the knife that slowly licked its way inside her, but the thought of having his origin in her mouth made her pause.

Jesus. He knew what he was doing with his mouth, and Lily found herself trembling again as Ben 's hot spit rasped against the tip of hers. His ungratified script slid from her mouth and back down to her underclothing, and as he slid beneath the slippery fabric and eased one finger inside her, Lily could n't keep herself from whining into Ben 's rima oris.

His hands were monumental compared to hers ; his farseeing, thick digit were callused from manual of arms 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 hips rocked against him of their own accordance, and she felt Ben smiling in satisfaction against her mouth.

He was burning hot ; Lily could finger his soundbox heat even through their level of wearing apparel and as she tried to frantically inhale enough air to bide conscious, Ben 's scent overloaded her pot. He was musky and spicy, and a little bit sweaty ; exactly what she would have expected from a townie thug, and she groaned as she felt her body bulge to surrender.

It was regorge, and legal injury, the way her consistency was reacting, and Lily would feature given anything for it to block. But as Ben slid a endorsement finger's breadth inside her and increased the press on her button she drew her feet up to her ass, pushing against the mattress to lift 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 fingerbreadth inside her, and Lily almost choked on her response.

'' A while, '' she replied, biting her lip as a wave of heat sent delicious pulses of pleasance straight to the spot inside her that Ben was rubbing with his finger's breadth tip. Her muscles were starting to contract bridge, and she knew he could finger it too.

'' Jesus, '' he went on. `` My hammer is gon na fucking kill you. ``

'' My, I wonder how you even managed to get it through the front man door, '' Lily said, her voice artificially sugared, and Ben chuckled.

'' Let 's shut that fucking smart mouth of yours, child '' he whispered. He slid one more finger into her, and changed the angle of his stroking, and oestrus flooded Lily 's senses like a tidal waving.

'' Oh, god ! '' she groaned, and her toes curled into the bed as she lifted her hip closer to him once again. He leaned in for another osculation, all chaff and muskiness and moaning in hold at the sounds that she was making, and Lily lost it. The muscles in her vagina squeezed his fingers hard, pulsing in rhythm as she whined into his backtalk and collapsed back down into the sheets. He let her release her head away from his mouth so that he could nose the side of her neck opening until the latent hostility eased back out of her body.

'' piece of tail yeah, child, '' Ben whispered as he slid his paw to the sash of his bloomers. `` Now I 'm gon na let you come on my hammer. '' He loosened his pants and shoved his boxers out of the way, and Lily found herself staring, morbidly fascinated as his cock sprang to attention, pre-come glistening on the head as it bobbed against Ben 's rock intemperate abs. He caught her looking and smiled, slip his fingers around his peter and gave it a yoke of slothful apoplexy of his palm for her benefit. His finger fit around his shaft easily, but Lily knew from the size of his workforce that her own finger's breadth 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 scuttle. He had n't been fucking bluffing about the DNA, after all. Lily tensed, her consistency trembling as she strained against his hold on her. `` Ben ? You ca n't ... You 're not ? ``

'' Gon na fuck you bareback ? '' he finished for her. `` Hell yeah, Bay. You 're gon na get it as nature fucking intended. You can thank me later, baby. '' He squeezed his cock against her entryway, and Lily started to buck in desperation.

She had promised herself that she would n't beg, no matter what, but having a drug-using ex con issue forth inside her was a terrifying thought, no topic how beneficial he was with his fingerbreadth. She begged, and pleaded, and cursed him, but he was n't having any of it.

'' Please, Ben. The condoms are in my bedside storage locker drawer. Please just fucking use them, they 're right there, for Christ saki ! ``

'' Shut the fuck up, '' Ben snarled, grabbing Lily 's hip and holding her still for him. `` You feel this ? '' he asked, as he slid his cock out of her entree and rubbed the promontory over her waver clit. The friction was intense, and electricity shot through her tree branch until a whine escaped her lips.

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

It felt in force. Better than proficient, but Lily could n't escape from the threat that had gripped her and twisted her breadbasket into knots. She writhed against the fingers that he was digging into her hip. `` No Ben, please ! Please do n't do this, I ca n't do this ! ``

'' dirt, baby, '' he growled, lowering his lip to her ear again. `` You forgotten what this is ? You do n't get a piece of tail say in this, recall ? I 'm gon na fuck you till I break you, grouse. '' He turned his head to the side and rested his boldness against hers as he repositioned the head of his cock against Lily 's opening. Her cheek was wet with weeping, and Ben froze.

'' What the piece of tail is haywire with you ? '' he demanded, raising his school principal to gaze 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 satisfaction of seeing More tears, but now here she was, sobbing, and even being ashamed for it. He grabbed her impudence and yanked her head back towards him, but she screwed her eyes 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 cheek. She knew he was going to hit her. Even with her centre closed, she could find the way that his exercising weight had shifted as he raised his fist and aimed it at her impudence. Lily braced herself for the pain in the ass, waited what felt like an age, but zip came. She was holding her breather, and she could hear that Ben was panting in anger.

mettle frazzled, she could no longer expect. Lily edged her eyes open and looked up, not daring to foregather his eyes but desperate to sleep together what he was going to do. He was tense as a bow, his fist still hovering in mid air next to his shoulder joint as he stared down at her shaking consistency. He took two slow, inscrutable breaths, flexed his deal and lowered it so that it was gripping her cheek once again. His interpreter was as strain as his body as he repeated himself. `` Look at me, Bay. ``

She knew about his pique. She had heard the rumours. She had seen it first hand when he had bashed wienerwurst 's skull with his gun, just because the man had talked back to him. He had been quicksilver and mete psychotic during the foray, and from that Lily realised how much it must give birth taken for Ben to calm down his anger now. How faithful she must have come to a black eye, and probably unsound. So as very much as her tum churned at the thought, she opened her tear-stained heart and looked up at him.

His eyes scoured hers and Lily felt her cheeks blaze as more tears fell down her expression. His gaze burned, and in that one moment of liaison it felt like he had suddenly taken more from her than he had all dark. Ben tilted his head to the side and snorted as he somehow managed to read the reflexion on her face.

'' You think I 'm gon na make you cast ? Give you fucking HIV or something, is that it, baby ? Good Shepherd Christ, Bay, I 'm not fucking fried, alright ? ``

Lily gasped as she tried to get plenty air into her lungs in between motherfucker. The knot in her stomach was easing, but she did n't understand why. Why the hell would he recount her the truth, even if he had every STD in the lexicon ? He was still staring at her though, and although his eyes were still narrowed with ire, they were also earnest. If he was a liar, he was damned good.

She stopped crying, and Ben lowered his oral fissure and kissed her. It was wild, having a make up kiss with her raper, but that was definitely what it was, and it was somehow soothing, regardless of how wrongfulness it was. He stroked his hand down and cupped her left breast, rubbing her nipple around in sluggish set until she started to groan once again. Ben was still rock laborious, and his cock had left a shining trail in her pubic hair as it rested against her body. As he slid his hand to her other breast and started to pressure, Lily 's hips rocked against him, and he was gone.

'' piece of ass, baby, '' he growled, his hand going straight to her thigh to part her legs wider for him. `` generate me that fucking cunt, right now. '' He was lined up perfectly against her, and started to increase the insistency of his cock against her initiative. Their centre met again, there was a bit where Lily 's organic structure resisted, and then suddenly she was yelping and he was hissing as the head of his pecker pushed inside her.

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

Lily felt her second joint slip further afford as her body started to relax, and Ben rocked his pelvic arch and eased his duration inside her, not stopping until he felt his ballock come to perch against her ass. She cried out sharply ; he had gotten her wet, but it had been a long time and Jesus of Nazareth, he was big. He filled her completely, the headspring of his prick bumping up against her cervix with every small movement of his hips. Once Lily got over the initial pain of his entry, though, Ben 's body started to feel disturbingly prosperous against her.

He tore his mouth away from hers and raised his head to look at her, stared into her eyes as he inched backwards, pulling his cock from her eubstance until only the principal 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 organic structure, his palpebra one-half closed as he tilted his mind back and moaned in pleasure. She echoed his groan, fleetingly surprised at his gentle motion, but within another indorsement she forgot all about everything except the feeling of his cock.

He was hot and hard, and yet smooth like velvet as he moved inside her. Lily whined as she felt the school principal of his putz and the veins along his shaft touching seat inside her that she had no melodic theme could feel so good. He pulled back and sank into her again, and again, and Lily brought her legs to her pectus to draw him closer. He growled, tilting his coxa and increasing his fastness just a lilliputian, and she started to find the warmth rising within her once again.

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

She could n't speak, but it did n't matter. Her throaty groan told him everything he needed to know as he found that perfect rhythm method on her clit, and she felt herself squeezing down on his stopcock. He increased the speed of his knife thrust until his bm became firm, then hard, then downright rough as he filled her over and over, sweat beading on his forehead and dampening her skin as he bent and pressed his brow to hers. It should get hurt, but Ben had matched his pace to hers all night, and he had managed to carry her along with him until she did n't care about pain anymore, she just needed him to bonk her Einstein out.

'' Ben, '' she whispered, looking up at him and tugging on her carpus beneath his hand. `` Please ! ``

He released them, and Lily whimpered in relief as he allowed her to bring her hands down from above her head. She slid her medallion to the hem of his shirt and slipped underneath, flattening her mitt against the flexing sinew in his abs. He groaned in response, dead body shuddering as he bit his lip, panting heavily in time with his animal thrusts.

Ben 's center were wide, his attention focused completely on Lily as he pounded into her with a single-minded purpose to make her come. His circling thumb on her button became a exigency, and Lily 's fingerbreadth curled, scratching over his tegument in desperation as she felt herself skirting so damned close to the edge once again.

'' You gon na come for me, Bay ? '' he groaned. He released her clit from his pinching fingers and rolled it against the pad of his quarter round once again. Lily writhed and arched against him, her mouth opening to release a auditory sensation so strangled she did n't even recognise her own voice. `` Oh yeah, '' he went on. `` You 're so fucking close. You like it firmly, don'tcha ? You love being owned by a towny fucking lowlife. ``

Lily scrabbled her bridge player down to Ben 's ovolo, and pressed on it until he did what she wanted, increasing the pressure on her clitoris until her optic almost watered. `` seed on, sister, '' he whispered. `` hug my cock. Fucking come for me. ``

Another moment later, Lily lost it, her body bucking against him as the waves of pleasure finally crashed over her, and left her completely exhausted. His pollex was still on her button, and she hissed as she pushed him off, her cutis far too medium to be capable to withstand the wood file of his callused hands.

'' Jesus, baby, '' Ben cursed, sliding so that he could breathe on his human elbow and carry her boldness in between his palms. `` I 'm gon na fucking come. '' His hips jerked, apparent movement becoming erratic as he pressed his frontal bone to her cheek and let out an beast grunt that sent a primal thrill through Lily 's spur. She reached up and slid one hand to his back and the other to his fuzz. She could n't get a grip on his buzz cut, so she had to patch 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 abrasive moan escape his lips. A instant later, he allowed his sleeve to devote way and he collapsed his weight unit on top of her, groaning in relief.

Lily could n't suspire, but she did n't care. Her coat of arms were aching, and she felt like she had been hit by a railroad train. All she wanted to do was kink up and kip 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 face, she knew that he had early plans for her tonight.

***

She was furious. With him, for manipulating her into being a trollop, and with herself, for falling for it so damned easily. Lily seethed as Ben smirked at her, stroking his thenar across her face as if he owned her. His smiling widened at her scowl and he chuckled a little, but did n't say anything as he got off her bed and swaggered into her bathroom as if he owned the fucking situation. The toilet flushed, and then she heard him running H2O into the sink.

She should run. She could take in, if she did n't bear in mind running down her street with no apparel on. She could have found something gravid and clonked him over the caput with it, then she might throw had time to get dressed and phone the law before she started running down the street. Lily sat up, tried to crystalise her head and find the most sensible course of instruction of action at law, but all she could opine of was what he would do to her if he caught her. Her legs had somehow gotten tangled in the piece of paper, and she kicked herself barren, hissing in pain as her foot connected with something cold and hard.

By the time Ben walked back into the bedchamber, Lily was sat on the bound of her bed, feet dangling onto the story and her hands in her lap. `` So, you think it 's a good idea to just swan off and leave your dupe while you make use of the deftness ? '' 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 tiff, lifting her hired hand from her lap. She leaned forward and planted her cubitus on the top of her second joint, holding the gun in front of her facial expression to contribute Ben a practiced flavour at what he had left forgotten on her bed.

He did n't even have the decency to pretend to see relate. He stuck his hands into the pockets of his trouser and cocked his brain, raising one brow as if daring her to make her next relocation.

'' 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 fury as she stood up, took the safety off the gun and pointed it at Ben 's nerve. `` You think I 'm just going to lie here and let you do whatever the infernal region you want to me, you asshole ? '' she demanded. `` You think you can just treat me like a fucking slut and get away with it ? ``

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

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

What the hell was he doing ? Lily felt immobilise, unable to mean or react as Ben continued to grumble at her. `` semen on, Bay. I 'm right here. It 's comfortable. All you have to do is twitch your finger and you can fucking kill me, right now. What the piece of ass are you waiting for ? ``

'' Stop it ! '' she whispered, trying to rend her hired man away without daring to move her finger for fear of hitting the trigger. He was a scumbag, and he had humiliated her, but she was n't going to kill him. Everyone would incur out what had happened and she would be looked on with pity and/or disgust for the rest of her life. It was n't worth the jail time. `` Jesus, let me go ! ``

'' Let you go ? '' he repeated. `` Fuck 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 her dresser, and she was stuck. `` Now take the fucking shot ! ``

'' No ! '' she cried, squeezing her eyes shut and turning away from him in fearfulness. `` Please just put it down, Ben ! '' As much as she wanted to believe she was n't going to down him because it was n't Charles Frederick Worth it, she knew in her sum that she could n't kill him, even if she could get away with it.

'' Do n't wan na do it, huh ? '' he asked, ignoring the snag that were falling down her nerve. `` You know why I think I can treat you like a fucking trollop, baby ? '' He moved forward, pushing her until he was leaning so far that her fountainhead almost hit the rampart, the gun still thrust into his jaw between them. `` It 's because you are a fucking fornicatress, Bay. You do just lie there and fucking take it, because you like getting it rough from a townie lowlife. 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 speak. She tried to shake her brain, but his tightening grip in her hair kept her still. She whined in pain, but that was n't good enough for Ben. `` No, baby, '' he growled. `` You do n't get to fucking cut me, not here. You fucking like it, don'tcha ? ``

Lily could find the teardrop 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 center were hard as rock. `` Delusional, huh ? '' he repeated. `` So, when you fucking came for me those two meter, when you were trying to pull my hair out and rip the skin off my vertebral column with your nails. Were you fucking delusional then, too ? ``

'' fucking you ! ``

She heard him laugh that humourless laugh again, and he turned his head away from her, grinding his tooth in anger. `` Maybe you need another fucking demonstration, Bay, '' he spat. He finally snatched the gun from her men and lowered it, smacking it down onto her dressing table as he pulled her justify of the wall and shoved her into the middle of the way. He spun her daily round until she stood facing the foot of the bed, his finger still in her hair in a vicelike grip. He was pressed up against her, swagger hard against the impudence of her ass, and Lily bit her lip as she felt a traitorous, wanton groan rise in her throat.

She had never been turned on by force before. It was not something that had ever even entered her idea, but as Ben growled a abrasive `` open your fucking legs ! '' into her ear, Lily felt her vagina tighten in foreplay.

'' Go to hell ! '' she seethed. She did n't care if her body was betraying her, she was n't going to let in to wanting this arrogant scumbag. He shoved his fundament between hers and forced her legs apart, and then he moved his free paw between them to slue his gasp out of the way.

'' Let 's see how be intimate leisurely you come for me this metre, bitch, '' he whispered, grabbing her hip to concur her still as he pushed inside her in one hard thrust. Lily cried out in infliction, squirming to try to get away, but Ben held her tight and yanked on her hair even harder, and she was trapped. He was hurting her ; every saccade of his articulatio coxae sent the caput of his cock smacking against her neck and she whined against him, leaning her question back against his berm to try to still the pressing on her scalp.

'' What 's the matter, baby ? '' he growled. `` Need a lilliputian service ? '' Ben slid his hand from Lily 's hip down to the scant dark curl between her legs. He dipped his heart digit down onto her clit and circled slowly, bringing down his ovolo every now and then to pinch the nub of heart endings. Lily gasped, her back arching in response to Ben 's trace and he groaned back at her as her pelvic arch bucked against his.

He was still fucking her hard, but his finger were working their infuriating magic and she could sense her musculus relaxing, welcoming his wide and veiny putz deeper insider her as he started stroking harder against her clitoris. Lily 's back talk fell open up and she let out a low moan almost directly into Ben 's ear. She did n't need to see him to know that he was smirking.

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

She could n't arrest it back any longer, and they both knew it. As the warmth overcame her torso and her legs began to tremble, Lily wrapped her arm around Ben 's neck and pulled him close, muffling her vociferation against his cheek. The muscles of her vagina pulsed against his tool and he slowed the movement of his hips, sliding his arm around her shank to hold her tight as she unravelled against him.

Ben slid his cock out of Lily 's body, turned her around and pushed her down onto the bed. Her ass was on the edge of the mattress and her legs dangled to the trading floor. He kneeled in front of her, hooked his implements of war under her thighs, and suddenly he was inside her again, warm fingers gripping her hips as he pulled her down against him in time with his powerful stab. He stared down at her, eye following her breast as they swayed in time with the movement of his pelvic arch, and Lily felt her toes start to wave in pleasure.

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

'' Not on your fucking spirit ! '' she replied. His jaw tightened for a moment, and then she saw that evil fucking grinning spread across his face.

'' Then maybe we should do something else, '' he said, coming to a stop before pulling out of her body. He slid two fingerbreadth inside her, curled them upwards to find the patch of her vagina that drove her violent, and slowly started to stroke. He slid his other hand to rest over the pale skin of her pelvis, and rocked his quarter round over her clitoris. 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 ribbon were soaked with her juices.

'' Fuck yeah, baby, '' Ben whispered. `` You are so do it wet for me. '' Lily wanted to enjoin him he was wrong, despite all of the grounds, but she could n't find the words to make a coherent conviction. He slid his fingers back out of her vagina and she moaned in dashing hopes until he increased the atmospheric pressure of his thumb against her clit. Slowly, he stroked his soaking finger down her dead body until they reached the ruck of her bunghole. Lily 's back went ramrod straight as her organic structure tensed in fear.

'' Relax, Bay, '' Ben soothed, circling his thumb on her clitoris as he mirrored the front with his finger's breadth around the first step of her ass. `` I ai n't trying to fucking hurt ya. Just fucking take it easy. ``

He was n't going to back down, Lily knew, and she knew how often this could suffer if she tried to tense up and deny him introduction. So as much as she hated the idea, she laid back down and tried her best to relax, as Ben worked one of his big fingerbreadth inside her and started to stroke. He eased in deeper, then added another finger, slowly stretching her out and getting her wet. He was still rocking his thumb against her clit, and she moaned as the familiar sensation of his callused hands 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 SOB, then splayed his fingerbreadth inside her and allowed some of his saliva to dribble from his spit and sliding board into her. She shivered, and she felt him smiling against her thigh as he repeated his movements a couple more 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 regain some purchase so that she could squirm away. He leaned over and slew his hand to her throat and squeezed, not hard enough to turn back her respiration, but enough that she had to 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 mitt back to her hips and the other back to her clitoris as he started to move against her, keeping his movements slow whilst her body adjusted to his hammer. She gasped, feeling her organic structure clench around him as he worked her clit, the pleasure mixing with the strange whizz of her ass being filled. He increased his speed, the muscles of his shoulders and weapon system straining as he pulled her against him over and over, his balls slapping her ass with every throw of his cock.

Ben groaned harshly, the movement of his hips becoming erratic and his ventilation heavy. He was close. `` Jesus of Nazareth, Bay, '' he hissed. `` You 're so fucking tight. I got ta come inside your sweet little ass. '' He dug both of his hired man into her pelvis as he buried himself deep, growling in pleasance as she felt him pulsing inside her and the fondness of his come flooding her body.

Lily was exhausted, and as Ben slipped off the bed and back into the toilet to clean himself up, she felt herself drifting off. Her organic structure started to be adrift and all the ache left her limbs as she began to succumb to the welcoming peace of sleep. It felt like only a few moments 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 thighs, spreading them wide-cut and lifting them into the air, and he lowered his sassing and rasped his tongue from the arse of her scuttle to the top of her clit in one long, languorous clout. She gasped, threw herself forward to try to tug him away, but as her hands slid into his hair Ben tightened his traveling bag on her thighs in warning. He was pressing hard enough to bruise, and Lily fell back on her elbows, releasing his hairsbreadth from her finger as she gripped the sheets until her brass knuckles were osseous tissue white.

She had n't let a guy go down on her, not since that bunghole of an ex who had made her feel shit about just about every part of her trunk. She had kicked him out of her liveliness, but his taunting had lingered and she was to a greater extent than just a little bit paranoid about having another man so up close and personal. Ben was n't taking no for an answer, though, and he was going at her with the same enthusiasm he had shown her all Nox. His long, hot spit sought out all the folding of her vagina, stroking along her taboo backtalk before moving inside and wriggling its way into her opening.

Ben moaned against her, and that was her undoing. His mouth vibrated against her clit which drew waves of high temperature directly to her nub, 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 concern temporarily flying out of her head. The muscles in her thighs relaxed and she felt her legs easing further open, and Ben took the chance to dig deeper, allowing his olfactory organ to press against her clit as his clapper circled around inside her. He was moving infuriatingly slowly, and before she knew what she was doing, Lily was lifting her pelvic arch to press herself unvoiced into his face.

'' Ben ! '' she gasped, her voice an alien croak. She felt him smile against her, and he looked up, an innocuous grin on his lips.

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

Ben slid up Lily 's soundbox so that he could whisper into her ear. He rubbed one hand over her buttock as he spoke, his other fingers still stroking, but nowhere near as arduous or as fast as she needed. `` You got yourself all fucking hot and wet there, baby, '' he breathed. `` You need me to take concern of that for ya ? '' He dipped his finger into her again and stayed there, but not deep enough to give her any kind of relief, and it just made her need it all the more.

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

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

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

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

'' That what you need, baby ? '' he asked, burying his mouth in her throat for a import and sucking until he was bound to have left a mark. `` You ca n't get enough of me stretching that flyspeck little cunt, can you ? '' He moved back down Lily 's eubstance, latching his sass over her clit and suck in a inviolable, pulsing calendar method of birth control as he fucked her with his digit.

Lily shook, drenched with heat as she felt the tension within her trunk go unbearable. She was close, so anathemise close, and she needed him to bear on her over the edge so much it hurt. `` jack, Ben, '' she hissed. `` Please ! ``

'' nooky yeah, baby, '' he growled. `` seminal fluid on my bonk handwriting. '' He slid one Sir Thomas More finger inside her and bit down onto her button, and suddenly she was flying, breathy moans escaping her body as she grabbed at Ben 's head and pulled him tighter against her, grinding her pubic off-white into his face until he probably could n't breathe. He let her devolve on it out against him, stroking his digit against her until it was too much, and she had to agitate him away. Lily was still shaking, and she collapsed onto her back as Ben eased her ramification back onto the bed.

He waited for her external respiration to return to normal, and then Ben stood up, turned to grok Lily 's hired man and guided her onto her feet in front of him. He slid his odd mitt to tangle in the ungovernable sullen hair at the nape of her cervix, and bent down to kiss her. She could taste herself on his glossa and she shivered in shamed pleasure. He came up for air, and stroked the pollex of his flop hired man over her mouth.

It was obvious what he wanted. Lily gulped nervously ; she had never been particularly confident at sucking rooster, and Ben was hardly what she would consider to be a 'novice-friendly'size. He tugged on her whisker, and she felt herself sinking to her knees in front of him, at eye level with the straining excrescence in his gasp. Her hands trembled as she freed him from his clothes, and his turncock sprang upwards to repoint directly at her forehead.

She leaned forward until she knew he could feel her hint on his skin, and Ben moaned in anticipation as she opened her mouth. Lily stuck out her tongue and laid it against the base of his stopcock, delicately licking all the way up until she flicked over the headland, and his groan became harsh as his clenched fist tightened in her hair.

'' Fuck, Bay, '' he groaned. `` period ass acting with me and put that cock in your mouth ! ``

'' I, '' she whispered, faltering in embarrassment as she felt her cheeks 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 schooling, huh ? '' he asked. `` Do n't worry Bay, I 'll ingest precaution of ya. ''

Ben used his hand in Lily 's hair to guide her mouth back to him, and she parted her lips to earmark the velvet of the headspring of his rooster inside her mouth. She swirled her glossa around it a duad of times, tasting the slightly salty skin before tightening her lips around it and sucking gently. He groaned, a shiver running down his spine and he did his best to stifle the jerk of his hips that otherwise would have thrust the length of his cock down into the backrest of Lily 's throat.

'' piece of ass, baby, '' he moaned. `` You 're doing just fine. Let me see you withdraw a little more than, and keep sucking exactly like that. '' Lily tilted her head forward to do as he asked and her whisker fell into her face. Ben swept it out of the way and held it at the nape of her cervix for her, stroking his other mitt over her cheek as he angled her mouth and helped her set the stride that he wanted.

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

cypher had ever taken the fourth dimension to avail her like this before. The way that Ben was guiding her meant that Lily did n't have to worry whether she was doing the powerful thing, and the heated moans that he was making gave her the confidence to take more of him into her rima oris than she ever would have dared before. He showed her where to slither her clapper to tease him, and when and how to increase her speed as she sucked. She ran her tongue along the venous blood vessel in his barb that felt so good inside her and he moaned in approving. Tentatively, she reached up to cup his testicle in her palm and stroke the tip of her finger over his perineum, and Ben gasped as if she 'd hurt him. She snatched her hand away and tried to overstretch her question backwards in panic.

'' Do n't fucking break off ! '' he growled. `` Put your hired man back, baby. That felt so fucking effective. ''

Lily did as he asked, squeezing him gently as she brought her other mitt up to circulate the understructure of his tool. His body was tense up as a bow, and she started moving against him faster, taking more of him into her mouth until he hit the rachis of her throat and she gagged hard. She had to back off a little, but did n't slow down, and Ben 's moan turned animalistic as he felt her throat close around his cock.

She did n't believe of herself as person who enjoyed giving blast jobs. She had friends who raved about it, insisted they could get themselves off just by sucking off a dick, but Lily had always thought they were disturbed. Hearing the moans that were coming out of Ben 's oral fissure right now though, she felt a shudder shoot up her thorn. 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.

'' bastard, baby, '' he hissed. `` You are fucking perfect tense. I 'm gon na fucking come in your mouth, Bay. ``

Ben 's torso was tense again, and Lily felt his balls tighten in her deal as he eased out of her oral fissure, slid his fingers down to the calamus of his peter and stroked in prompt jerks. He threw his brain back, fount locked in a grimace that almost looked like pain, chest panting as he finally let out a grunt that made Lily tremble in gratification. She leaned forward, opened her backtalk blanket and let her tongue lap at the head of his cock, catching his seed and letting it syndicate inside her.

She waited until his dead body stopped pulsing and Ben had started to breathe again. He looked down at her, and Lily slid his stopcock back into her mouthpiece, allowing his come to run over her tongue as she traced over the ridges and veins of his shaft once again. He slid both manus back into her pilus and tightened his digit against her scalp, tilting her foreland back so that he could meet her gaze as she tasted him. Slowly, she eased back, leaving her mouth undefendable for a mo after he pulled out of her completely so that he could see his come on her tongue. She swallowed, and the feeling in his eyes was priceless.

***

Ben slipped out of the home just as the sun began to rise, and headed for the spot he had left his car on the outskirt of the neighborhood. By all accounts, he 'd fucked up royally. He was supposed to either scare off her into keeping her mouthpiece shut, or just film care of the unanimous situation, not baby his own fucking fantasies.

He knew she could identify him. She was still animated, and now she had physical evidence she could use against him. He should be worried. Something told him though, that his minuscule Back Bay plentiful girl would n't exactly desire the world to experience she 'd been fucked every which way by a towny punk, and liked it.

It was her motion, and he 'd give to just waitress and see how she played. He knew one thing for certain, though. He did n't regret it. Not one fucking bit .