Page 21 of Fu*kboys in Flannel

Chapter 10

Bennett

Seeing Tessa wet from the pool and seeing her wet from her bath is a whole other thing. There’s a level of intimacy here and if I’m being honest scares the fuck out of me but I can’t help but react.

I have to touch her. Feel her beneath my hands and know that even if for just a moment she’s mine… only mine, I have to take it. Claim the moment for my own before reality comes crashing back in because she’s fucking stubborn and refuses to just pick me.

I help her out of the bathtub and slowly start drying her off with the softest towel I can find. We don’t keep a lot of shit in the cabin, but we have the essentials. Fancy ass towels are definitely not a priority.

“Why are you being like this, Bennett?” Her voice is soft and questioning. Like she can’t possibly understand why I’m doing something so mundane.

“Because I can. Because I want to. Just because I treat you like a whore when I fuck you doesn’t mean you are one. You know that. Just let me take care of you. We put you through so much and I don’t want you to go into shock.” I finish drying down her legs before wrapping the towel around her naked body covering it from my view.

I walk her to the bed and unashamedly she drops the towel and climbs in, “I’m not tired but whatever we are about to do needs to happen in this bed because my knees are killing me from all the kneeling, and I deserve a little fluffy cushion.” Well, it’s good to see her humor is fucking back and I smirk at her. I always love when we have a little banter. She can give as good as she gets.

“Thought you liked a little pain, babe. The ground wasn’t even that hard, you clearly just have weak knees.” She kicks her foot out and connects with my stomach, causing me to let out a grunt.

“Okay, well I would like to see you on the ground getting railroaded by two deviants and then tell me nothing in your body hurts.” She rolls her eyes at me, and I lunge, grabbing her by the thighs and pulling her to the end of the bed in one quick sweep.

“I won't be doing that, but I’ll humble myself and get on my knees for you right here and now, my little spitfire.” I settle between her legs and lick a line from her knee up to her center before heading down the opposite leg to press one more kiss on the queen of weak knees.

“You plan on kissing all my sore spots to make them better?”

All I can do is grin up at her as she leans back on her elbows to watch me move back closer to where we both want me to be.

I wrap her legs around my head and rest them against my back before wetting my lips and swiping my tongue up through her center, letting the taste of her flow over my taste buds so I can savor it.

“Fuck Bennett, don’t stop.” She moans out before I feel her hand sliding through my hair, holding me against her. This is about the only time I’ll let her lead, but it turns me on knowing she’s about to use me to chase her own pleasure.

I take my time licking every inch of her that I can get to. Teasing her repeatedly before finally latching on to the throbbing nub, begging for my attention. I wrap my lips and create suction, flicking my tongue back and forth before sinking two fingers into her body. I curl them upwards and stroke Tessa’s body finding that sweet spot.

“Fuck my face, baby. I want to feel your come drench me and then I’m gonna fuck you in this fluffy ass bed as requested.” We both let out a laugh at the comment about this mattress.

I start licking and sucking on Tessa, working her over until I feel her wetness start to gush out around my fingers.

“That’s it, spitfire. Baptize me in your essence.” My words spurn her on and I keep thrusting my digits until I feel her start to push me out and she comes all over my face. Squirting until both me and the side of the comforter are drenched.

I lick my lips and wipe my face against the comforter and rise back up over her languid body, “That was so fucking hot.”

Pushing up until I’m fully standing, I step towards the bed and in between my new favorite place.

Tessa wraps around me, clinging to my frame, and I bury my face into her neck. I breathe her scent in before wrapping a hand in her hair and pulling her head back so I can lick up the vein pulsating in her neck.

If I could have her wrapped around me forever, I would. I would spend my nights fucking her to sleep and my days just like this. Clean, warm, and naked, ready to wring every ounce of an orgasm out of her until she has no other choice but to let me lead. My body aches to sink into her, but it’s my mind that feels the most.

Instead of spending all my time balls deep in every one of her holes, I’ve been running around the damn mountain and fighting with my brother. Wasting time on whatever is required of me as a Slade. Why can’t I simply live whatever fucked up life I want? I’d concede and stay here in Hollow Hill because this is my home, and I don’t want to leave. I just want to live my life my own way, outside of the purview of Dad.

Crawling onto the bed, I lay Tessa down in the middle and untangle her limbs from my own. Leaning back against my calves, I just gaze down at her, taking in her bright red hair against the black bedding and the way her eyes look like my favorite whiskey from Switchblade Falls Distillery.

“Why are you staring at me like that?”

“I always stare at you. You just tend to not notice until I’m naked and hovering above you. I like pretty things, and you’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever had my hands on.” I twirl a strand of her hair around my finger, just tugging slightly to show her I’m still in control.

“I thought that was your bike.” She smarts off and I grin.

“You let me fuck you on my bike and I’ll die a happy man. My bike is stunning but we both know my obsession with you cannot be replicated.” Grabbing her by the waist, I span my hands, feeling her ribs as she exhales hard.

I give her no warning before flipping us so she’s sitting on top of me, and I can devour every inch of her easily.

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