Page 58 of Until the Ink Dries

Bare breasts and hard nipples greeted him.

He licked his lips as he stooped to capture mine. Mutual moans passed between us as he devoured my mouth. My nipples rubbed against him, pulling a pleasurable whimper from me.

“Benny,” I whispered.

His lips moved to my neck, then down to my breasts. He cupped them in his large hands. The moment those soft lips covered my nipples, I came undone. He was slow and sensual in a delicious assault that left me panting and wanting more. The next thing I knew, he’d lifted me into his arms. Our lips collided as he carried me down the hall to his bedroom.

I didn’t get a good look at the space before we headed into the adjoining bathroom. He placed me on my feet and we began undressing each other. With every piece of clothing I stripped from him, my hunger for him became insatiable. Benjamin Davis was a masterpiece… a literal work of art.

Beautiful tattoos covered his body, all of which I was sure told a story. Chiseled abs and defined pecs had my eyes roaming his frame. When he pushed his pants and boxers down over his hips, my eyes widened.

“Shit…” I mumbled.

His dick was more than I’d imagined… more than I’d fantasized about. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it as he moved around the bathroom grabbing towels, washcloths, and an extra loofah. He looked back at me as he reached in to turn on the shower.

“My eyes are up here,” he jested with a grin.

I blushed at being caught. He shook his head as he pulled me into the shower. His arms encased me as he placed the sweetest pecks to my lips. The next thing I knew, he turned me so that my back was to his front, with his dick resting between my cheeks.

“I hope you know I’m not taking it easy on you,” he said, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. A hard slap to my ass followed, causing me to moan. “Yeah, I’m gonna have fun making this shit clap against my thighs.”

His hand crept to my neck, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“Would you like that?” he asked, rubbing the spot where he’s slapped.

“Yes…” I whispered.

“You would?” His hand disappeared between my thighs, cupping my pussy from behind. “What else would you like, love?”

His fingers parted my lips, and he gave my clit a single stroke, causing me to tremble and gasp. He chuckled in my ear.

“You sure you ready for me, Willow?”

I nodded, feverishly.

He eased two fingers into me, stroking my pussy with precision. I was so wet that he moved them with such ease.

“Damn, baby. Maybe you are. I’ma handle that for you as soon as we get out of here.”

He pulled his hand away, and immediately I missed his touch. I had to refocus my attention on the shower. The quicker we got out of here, the quicker I could ease the ache between my legs.

Twenty minutes later, our shower was done, and we were drying ourselves off. The minute we hit the bedroom, our lips and hands reacquainted themselves. Benjamin picked me up and placed me in the center of his bed. He reached into the nightstand and retrieved a condom.

“This is the last time I’ll ask,” he said, ripping it open. “You sure about this? Ain’t no turning back once I’m in your shit.”

I nodded. “I’m sure.” I fell back against the bed and spread my legs. My hand dipped between my thighs to find my swollen clit. “I’m ready for you,” I said breathily as I stroked it.

He licked his lips as he watched me playing with myself with one hand and pinching my nipples with the other. After a minute or so, I felt his hands wrap around my ankles. He yanked me to the edge of the bed and pushed my knees to my chest. I didn’t have time to blink before his face was buried in my pussy.

“Fuck!”

I gasped as he sucked my clit between his juicy lips. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. Never had I had my pussy eaten with such urgency… such need… such devotion. Ellis acted like he hated to go down on me, but loved having his dick sucked.

Benjamin.

Benjamin Davis… I could tell he ate pussy for pleasure. His pleasure and mine. The way he licked, sucked, and swirled his tongue around my swollen bud while finger stroking me had my head spinning.

“B-Benny! Oh, my God!”

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