Page 81 of Just Enough

I told myself not to think about the fact that the light was filtering in my bedroom window, and my entire body was on display for him. I never cared that I had curves and maybe too much fat on my ass and legs that created cellulite. I just accepted it, but it was hard not to feel self-conscious when Benjamin was right there staring at me straddling his face. I knew that was what he was doing because he had yet to do anything to me. He just rubbed his hands leisurely up and down my thighs.

“You’re so beautiful, Emily,” Benjamin muttered, the words and their sounds so real tumbling off his lips that he released me of my self-doubts. “I want this ass in my face every morning before going to work.”

Spurred by his words, I took him in my mouth. His mouth returned the favor and his tongue swiped my opening. I hummed my appreciation against his dick, and I could tell that he liked that. He ran his tongue over me a few more times until I was wiggling. I wasn’t a great multitasker when it came to focusing on his pleasure instead of just what he was doing to me. When his tongue left me alone, I took that moment to concentrate harder on pleasing him… Until I felt the cold tip of my purple dildo sliding into me.

I bucked. “Benjamin.” His name was muffled as I tried to speak with him in my mouth.

He twitched inside my mouth and groaned. “I’m not going to last… Watching you take this dildo and knowing I’m the lucky guy that gets to sink into that pussy every night just like this…”

I whimpered, and he started sliding the dildo out of me then pushing it back it at a slow pace. I rolled my hips in circles as I cupped his balls and put more of him into my mouth. I gagged when he thrusted his hips upward and his dick twitched again, and he groaned as he placed his mouth at my clit. Again, I noticed that it turned him on when he did that to me. That only made the heat crawl up my throat and neck. My nipples rubbed against his skin and they were so sensitive. Everywhere our bodies touched burned with awareness.

My sex throbbed as he worked me into an orgasm. He sucked and worked his mouth against my clit until I cried out against him. “Like that?” he asked.

I nodded as he gagged me again. He groaned. “I’m about to…raise up.” He thought that I wouldn’t want him in my mouth. I slid my mouth further down so that he knew I wasn’t taking my lips anywhere until he was finished. “Emily,” he moaned as he started fucking me with the dildo. With the faster pace, his tongue at my clit, and his dick pulsing in my mouth as he let himself go, I scrambled from my own climax. I cried around him as he filled my mouth and throat. I took it without complaint, and he pumped the dildo harder until another orgasm rolled into the one I just had.

“Oh my God, I’m coming again,” I moaned as I pulled away from his dick and lifted my head. He pulled the dildo out and his mouth covered my opening, tasting me before he pressed a finger into me to finish what the dildo had started. I pulsated and throbbed as I dropped my head against his leg and let him devour me like his life depended on it.

Once I was finished, and he was done with my body, he lifted me up until I was facing him again. He hugged me, and I placed my legs over his as he kissed me, and kissed me, and kissed me.

I never felt such adoration, such love, as what Benjamin had given me in a matter of two days. I hoped he planned to do so for the rest of his life. I’d give him every part of me in return.

“What time is it?” he finally asked me.

I traced his jawline and the stubble that was there. “Time for you to go to work.”

He slid his hand down the curve of my hip. “Emily…”

“What is it?”

“I’m so far gone… I need you to know that.”

Like quicksand.

“Me too,” I whispered back.

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After Benjamin left for work, I loaded up our dirty clothes to take to Dad’s to wash before I went to work that evening. We had gone online to see if I had some more reviews of my books before he left, and I had even more. Benjamin had looked happier than me, and I knew it was genuine. He was always going to be proud of my achievements, small or big.

Dad was drinking some coffee at the kitchen table when I stepped in. He also was doing a word search. I smiled. “Hey, Dad.”

“Come to wash clothes?” he asked, but his eyes took me in before an eyebrow raised. “Did something good happen?”

I shrugged my shoulders and laughed. “Maybe… Or maybe the best thing happened.”

I even had Dad grinning now. “Well, what is it?”

“Benjamin—”

Dad laughed boyishly. “I’ll be damned. Did he finally grow some balls and tell you he was in love with you?”

I laughed, my mouth dropped because I was momentarily stunned. “You knew?”

“You’re the only one that was oblivious.”

“Why didn’t you say anything? Especially this year. I’ve been steadily falling for my best friend since Christmas or maybe even before that and… Dad, I’m so happy that it scares me.”

He stood up, walked over to me, and hugged me. I hugged him back. “I’m not going to worry, and neither should you. It’s Benjamin. That boy has crushed on you probably most of your life. His mom on the other hand… She’s going to give you a tough time and that worries me.”

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