Page 38 of Benji

Now I wanted it even more.

“Oh, fuck yes,” I moaned, rolling my hips. “Move for me, I want to feel your cock.”

He groaned as he began his slow thrusts, his hand leaving my hip now, sliding up and under my shoulder. He held me tight, pinning me to him as he fucked me.

Long and deep.

Perfect.

Pleasure began to bubble and fizz in my bones, building and surging to something I couldn’t contain.

But then he lifted me by my shoulders, impaling me on his cock while bringing me up to be seated on his lap.

Oh fuck!

Showers of sparks lit up behind my eyelids and I cried out as he hit my prostate. Nolan grunted as he fucked me. “There it is,” he said, voice rough. His hand found my cock and he pumped me, and he was buried inside me, rock hard and totally bare.

I was pinned on him, unable to move, restrained by his strong arms and impaled by his huge cock. Just knowing he was going to pump his seed in me sent me over the edge.

My back arched and I screamed as my orgasm ripped through me. He pumped my cock, grinding up into me and holding me on him...

Fuck, I’d never come so hard in my life.

And before I could collapse, before I could slumpfrom exertion, he forced me back down, my face in the bed covers, while he fucked me harder, faster, his cock impossibly huge.

He gripped the tops of my shoulders and held me down as he drove into me. “Fuck,” he bit out. “I’m gonna come inside you.”

“Oh fuck yes,” I cried out. “Let me feel it.”

He slammed in, his body flexing hard as he groaned as he came. I could feel his cock pulse and spill, throbbing inside me with each spurt.

Oh holy fuck.

“Oh my god,” I breathed. I could feel it. I could actually feel it.

Nolan cried out, collapsing on top of me. He was panting, trembling, his cock still pulsing. “Oh fuck,” he said, rolling his hips. “I don’t want to stop.”

I hummed and raised my arse for him. “You can stay inside me,” I said. There was no need to pull out this time. “Now I know why Fitch and Ky love getting cream-pied so much.”

He barked out a laugh and kissed my shoulder, the nape of my neck. “Hottest sex I’ve ever had,” he said.

A thrill ran through me at his admission. “Same,” I replied. “A few first times for me.”

He froze for a millisecond. “Oh?”

“First time getting raw dogged,” I said. “Which I told you before. But also no one’s ever prepped me like that before, and I’ve never been so desperate for cock that I cried before.”

He laughed. “You were strung pretty tight,” he said, almost proudly.

“I told you I needed it, and you were a fucking tease.”

He chuckled again, kissing my nape before he reluctantly pulled out of me. We both moaned. But then he sat up and spread my arse cheeks. “Mmm.”

“Inspecting your handiwork?” I said, wiggling my arse a little.

“Fuck yes,” he breathed, his voice rough. “That’s so hot.” Then he leaned over me again, his words pressed to my ear. “And knowing you have my come in you stirs something primal in me.”

Desire and warmth flooded through me again. I liked that we could share this first for both of us. “Good. Because you can do everything you just did to me all week long.”

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