Page 30 of Pretend to be Mine
“I love you, Ben,” she replies against mine.
I deepen our kiss and pull her against me, picking her up and walking her toward the house. I carry her to the bedroom and kick the door closed behind us as lie her down on the bed, my body covering hers.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this again,” she says, sitting up and pulling her shirt over her head. She’s not wearing a bra, and when she pulls her shirt over her head, her perky breasts fall free, capturing my attention.
“It’s been too long already,” I say, moving my mouth to her chest as she falls back onto the bed. I suck her hard nipple into my mouth, flicking my tongue against it while my hands pull her cloth shorts down her legs. She laces her fingers into my hair and lets out a soft whimper that has my dick hardening in my jeans. God, just thinking of sliding into her again has me ready to fucking come.
I kiss my way down her stomach, over her hip, down her inner thigh, and over to the junction between her legs. I run my tongue between her folds, spreading her wetness. When my tongue passes over her hard nub, she cries out and her hips nearly jump off the bed. I hold her hips down with my hands and suck her nub back into my mouth while flicking my tongue against it. Her moaning picks up and grows louder. Her breathing is heavy and labored. She’s grabbing fistfuls of my hair, tugging and pulling at the root. I force my tongue to go a little faster and within seconds, she explodes. I continue pushing her over the edge until she’s still beneath me. When I’m sure she’s done, I get up onto my knees and free myself of my jeans.
I push them down my thighs and take myself in hand, pushing into her. With Savannah primed and ready, I slide in easily, and she lets out a soft moan when we connect. My lips find hers again and she wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me closer to her. Her bare chest is pressing against mine while my hips move at a slow pace, teasing us both a little more.
“Ben,” she whimpers. “Faster, harder,” she begs.
“Not yet,” I tell her, kissing her jaw. “I want to enjoy you all night long, Savannah.” I thrust a little deeper, rolling my hips, and hitting that sweet spot inside her. “I won’t rush this. You’re mine.” I roll my hips again, hitting that same spot. Her eyes close and her muscles tense around me as a moan escapes her mouth.
I keep pushing into her just as slowly as before, but my thrusts are powerful, and it isn’t long before she’s erupting around me. The room is filled with the sounds of my body smacking against hers and the screams of pleasure leaving her lips. The headboard is banging on the wall with every thrust, and it’s quickly followed by my name and a hushed moan. My entire body is hard and tight as I try holding off my release—but she feels too good. Being with her is better than heaven. Her body is perfect, warm and welcoming. My name on her lips is sweet and sexy when she throws her head back in passion. And being with her after all this time of being alone, it’s better than I ever imagined.
I thought it would be hard, moving on from Tracy. What was hard was moving on alone. Finding the right person makes all the difference. Now I know I’ll never feel that way again. Savannah is my present. She’s my future, and for the first time in a long time, the future looks bright and filled with happiness.
