Page 155 of Counter Bet

Ben groans next to me and concedes, “Fine! Lollygag it is.”

“Two seconds. You better have your fucking best smiles on,” Steph says through her teeth. Her perfect smile is still intact.

As one, we all shout, “LOLLYGAG!”

“I love that picture,” Ben breathes in my ear as he wraps his arms around my midriff.

I lean back against his chest. “We were so silly back then.”

He presses a kiss to my bare shoulder.

I take his big hand in mine and lead him over to the couch. He doesn’t resist when I push him down and straddle his lap. I stroke my fingers over the scratchy stubble on his cheek, my eyes flicking between his. “This moment is everything,” I whisper.

His lips descend on my jaw, and he nips the sensitive skin with his teeth before trailing kisses down my neck. I shiver, holding on to his shoulders.

“Your skin is so smooth,” he whispers, squeezing my bare thighs beneath my skirt. His thumbs tease the edge of my panties.

I raise my hands in the air, showing him what I want without words, and he lifts my dress off. Then unclips my bra. It joins my dress on the floor, and he leans in, taking my aching nipple in his warm mouth, teasing it with his teeth.

His lips leave my skin. He pulls the back of his t-shirt over his head and palms my breasts, squeezing the flesh with his big hands. “Ben,” I whisper, brushing my lips over his jaw.

His hands leave my breasts, and he grips my waist, his touch rough, his dick growing hard between my thighs. He lifts me off him. Then he gets up, removes the rest of his clothes, and drops to his knees in front of me, sliding my panties down my legs. “It’s been too long since I tasted this cunt.”

He throws my panties over his shoulder, his dark eyes meeting mine briefly before he opens my legs with his big palms. Cool air hits my pussy, and I gasp at the sensation. He lowers his eyes, and a rumble sounds deep in his chest. My breaths are coming thick and fast, and his big hands are squeezing my thighs. He spreads them wider and dives down, covering my glistening pussy with his hot and hungry mouth.

“Oh, fuck!” I moan, eyes rolling to the back of my head.

“Watch me eat your needy little pussy,” he whispers and licks the length of my wet slit with a long, firm stroke of his tongue. I’m held captive by the intensity of his dark gaze as he laps at me before pulling me further down the couch until my ass hangs off. He thrusts his tongue inside me, and I cry out in pleasure, squirming beneath his skillful tongue. Faster and harder he goes, licking and nibbling until my eyes roll to the back of my head and the world spins out of control.

Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, he flips me over and pushes inside me in one powerful thrust until his cock is buried to the hilt. I squirm at the invasion of his thick length and clench around him, moaning his name.

He grabs the back of my neck, forcing my front down on the couch until my back is arched and my ass is high in the air. He eases back and slams into me before I have a chance to adjust to his size.

Rough Ben has come out to play.

I moan into the couch and hiss at the sting of being filled by him. Ben always knows what I need, and right now, I need him to give me his worst.

“You’re so fucking tight!” he groans, wrapping his hand around my throat. He angles my head backward and sinks his teeth into my shoulder.

I hiss.

His fingers dig into my throat as he slams into me. Again and again. He smiles against the sore skin. “Have you missed me, baby?”

He has no fucking idea…

His hand is back on my neck, and my cheek is squished against the couch. He pulls out, fists his cock, and rubs the hard tip over my puckered hole.

I gasp, squirming, but his hand on the back of my neck holds me in place. He presses forward just enough to make me hiss when I feel him crown my ass.

He strokes his fingers through my wetness, then pulls out and smears it over his cock and my puckered hole. “Has anyone fucked your ass before?”

I’m so turned on, I can’t think straight. The answer to his question is no, but I want it all with him.

He inserts a finger slowly until he’s knuckle-deep in my ass. I push back against him, loving how forbidden and filthy it feels to be at his mercy like this.

“Do you want me to fuck your ass, princess?” he whispers in my ear and inserts another finger, causing me to cry out in pleasure or pain; I don’t fucking know!

“Aah! Please!” I whimper despite the burn, and he inserts a third finger. It feels all kinds of wrong, but fuck, it turns me on!

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