Page 19 of The Benefits of Love (As I Am 2)

It lit me up like abeacon, her need for me. That was the mark I’dbeen dying to leave on her the last time, the same mark Iwanted to leave every freaking time after today.

Impatient, she undid my dark gray tie, unbuttoned my white shirt, skimming my chest, my stomach, my back. My dick swelled from her probing touch like it did from her fierce gaze, the one that saidfuck mebefore her sweet mouth could.

Ilowered her to the floor, taking her wrists in my hands when she began busying herself with my leather belt. “Condom. Now.”

Our ability to form acoherent sentence was visibly impaired, the onslaught of lust reducing us to the most primal form of need.

Her eyes widened and darkened in an instant. The sliver of excitement in them reminded me of amoonbeam on anight of clear skies, shining on the river. She blinked in understanding and that voodoo magic dissolved.

Thank fuck for that. We were about to have sex, not sing serenades to each other.

Moonbeams,sheesh.

Ateasing smile prevailed on her face and she bypassed me. Her fingers trailed along my stomach, my waist, and then my shirt until she was gone behind me.

Turning to watch her silky soft ass make its way to her room, Ifelt drawn to her, impatient to get my hands on these shapely curves again. Stripping out of my shoes and socks, Istalked her naked form as she veered into her bedroom, her hair levitating and then gone behind the door.

As Ipaced the hardwood floors with every intent to take her the second Ihad acondom within my reach, Ishrugged off my shirt and tie. Ithrew them on the floor, my heart racing with every step.

At her bedroom’sdoorway Iwitnessed her bend over her nightstand, collecting acondom from the drawer. Iunbuckled my belt, the pressure to relieve my cock skyrocketing from intense to overwhelming just by watching her.

She twisted at the sound of the buckle. Her luscious behind was still up in the air, her breasts heavy while holding the foil in her hand. Iwanted to fuck her just like this.

“Stay there,” Idemanded.

Iunbuttoned my suit pants as she remained in place. Laura stilled herself except when she took the packet in her teeth and tore it open. She handled condoms like she handled me. Sexy, fierce, and with apatience that betrayed her desperation for arelease.

My pants dropped to the floor, my briefs followed. Icupped myself, aware of what it did to Laura as she arched her back, her tongue swiping across her lips. Adeep sigh left me and Isensed that by jacking off slowly to her doing absolutely nothing, Icould come.

As tempting as it was, once again Irefused to come in my palm when Ihad Laura to myself, willing and definitely wanting. Irounded the bed, went over to her, and outstretched my palm. She passed me the condom, her eyes drawn to the motion as Islid it over the head and down to the base.

“Hands on the bed,” Imurmured, not sounding as demanding, not when the lump in my throat threatened to suffocate me. Not when Iwas so hard that Ihad to have her tight walls wrapped around me.

She didn’thesitate, turning and leaning on her forearms, parting her legs wider. Igrabbed her ass cheeks, spreading them, admiring her. She was fucking magnificent. Adjusting myself at her slit, Iplummeted inside her without waiting, stretching her, filling her.

With one hand flat on the small of her back, my fingers splayed out, Ikept her from thrashing her head into the mattress. Iclutched the crease between her hips and her belly to tilt her even higher, ensnared by her tight pussy, how she clenched around me.

Iwasn’tgentle as Irocked in and out of her. My eyes relished the view of her body—from her flushed profile and her bouncing ass, to where our bodies connected. Athin layer of sweat coated our skin the more Ithrust into her, the bed-creaking noises rivaling with her gasps for air.

When Ifelt her squeezing me tighter, Ibent lower, guiding my hand to her swollen nub while still fucking her. Her tremors came soon after, clamping around my cock and driving me to my own hard and volatile orgasm with aloud groan.

My thrusts slowed and then ended. Ifelt completely spent, my head hung low as Ifought to catch my breath. Once Idid, Ipulled out of her and walked to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. That night Ipromised myself to go and sit with her, maybe have adrink, make myself somewhat memorable not with my cock alone.

“Zach?” she called from the bed.

“Yeah?” Ileaned my head out of the doorway to look at her.

Her eyes were droopy and she had hugged her knees to her chest. “Could you get me awet towel? I’mtoo tired to walk all the way to the bathroom.”

“Sure.”

Imoved quickly, considering her constant tired state and how she fell asleep in aheartbeat the first time we hooked up. Condom gone, dick clean, awarm towel for Laura. It didn’tget much faster than that.

But Laura beat me to it once more. It shouldn’thave surprised me, since her body was still recovering from the flu-like symptoms she had while she denied it the rest it needed. Even the break she took consisted of along walk instead of lying down to recuperate.

My heart ached for her, another sting added to that of yesterday, and Idecided to look out for her if she couldn’tdo it on her own. Istarted by wiping her clean like she asked, as quietly and as smoothly as aguy my size could manage, then pulled the covers over her.

Laura didn’tstir, not even when Imoved her around the bed, but it didn’tmatter to me when Imoved around her house stealthily, collecting the rest of my clothes from the floor. As Iput them on and went out to the street—not before checking for alurking Thomas as Iheaded out of course—Ipromised myself that regardless of my intense need for her, I’dhave to watch myself and be respectful of her. Even Wonder Woman deserved to be looked out for every once in awhile.

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