Page 99 of Say I Do

“It can wait.” I pulled him in for another kiss and turned the shower back on. The cold water that splashed down on us did nothing to douse the flames of our arousal.

“You’re insatiable.” Benito peppered kisses down my jaw to my neck.

My head fell back as I moaned. “Then get inside of me and fix it.”

Benito chuckled against my throat. The sound echoed inside of me and filled a part of me I hadn’t known was empty. I wanted more. I wanted to hear him laugh even when the world was burning down around us. I wanted to see him relaxed.

“We have lunch with a potential client this afternoon,” Benito said.

“Good thing my asshole husband woke us up so early. Plenty of time to get hot and heavy.”

Benito continued to kiss down my neck to my chest. His tongue swiped over my nipple, making me groan. I wanted more, but Benito seemed to be on a mission. He teased the other one as he moved down my body. The moment Benito’s knees hit the shower floor, I was wound up tight.

My cock was hard as a drop of precum formed at the tip. My breath caught as Benito swiped his tongue over it. Uncertainty fluttered over his face for a brief second before Benito’s warm mouth wrapped around my cock, sucking me in. He wasn’t exactly a professional, but it felt amazing all the same.

“Move your tongue.” My words were breathy and could barely be heard over the sound of the shower.

Benito didn’t argue with me as his tongue swiped under the head of my cock. My toes curled as I fought back the instinct to thrust forward.

“Yeah. Fuck, like that.” I pushed some of his hair out of his face. I didn’t want to miss a moment. I wanted to burn the image in my memory of my cock in Benito Vitale’s mouth. My stomach tightened.

“Can you take more?”

Benito nodded as he pushed forward. The moment my cock hit the back of his throat, he choked. Pleasure rippled through me in tidal waves. I swore under my breath and rocked forward without thought. He choked on my cock harder.

“Fuck. Again.”

Benito looked up at me, and I swore I was going to cum and end it all. He didn’t pull away like I thought he would; Benito doubled his efforts. He attempted to take my cock in deeper each time, and it only drove me more insane. He worked his hand between my thighs.

I was so desperate for more of his touch I moaned and spread my legs a bit more for him. Benito’s fingers ran over my entrance.

“Please.”

I didn’t have to ask twice. Benito pushed two fingers inside of me at once. The pain that flared up was welcomed. It mixed with the pleasure coursing through my veins and made for a heady concoction that had me seeing stars.

“Benito, I—” I tried to warn him, but it was no use.

Benito sucked me down his throat, and I fell over the cliff of my climax. Spots sparkled in my vision, obstructing my view of Benito’s lips stretched around my cock. He massaged my prostate and prolonged my orgasm until my legs caved. I shook, unaware for who knew how long.

I blinked a few times, clearing the water clinging to my lashes. Benito held me with a surreal smile on his face.

I untangled from Benito, and on shaky legs, I turned around and bent over. That wasn’t nearly enough. I needed more of Benito. I held a cheek in each hand. Benito swiped a finger over my hole, igniting more desire under my flesh. I groaned as I spread my legs wider. I was still riding hard on the cusp of my orgasm.

“You’re a little swollen.” He pressed his finger against my abused hole, pulling another moan out of me.

“Yeah?” I turned my head, flipping my soaking wet hair to the side. “I don’t want to be able to move without thinking about your cock buried inside of me.”

“That’s what I want to hear, mostricio,” he groaned. “I want you to think about me every time you take a step.” Benito grabbed the lube off the wall, knocking over the row of dicks I’d placed there. “I’m not even going to ask where you’re getting them from at this point.”

“We can visit the sex shop later. Come on.”

It took no time for Benito to press the head of his thick cock against my used hole. I sucked in a breath as he pushed forward. My fingers dug into my flesh as pain and pleasure twisted further together until I couldn’t tell one from the other. A long, drawn-out moan spilled from between my lips as Benito split me open on his cock.

He didn’t set a slow pace, and I didn’t want him to. Benito slammed his cock inside of me, only to pull out till only the mushroom head of his cock rested inside of me. He plunged forward, knocking the air out of my lungs and the sanity from my brain.

I dug my nails in harder as Benito fucked me as if I was just a hole for his personal use. Pleasure twisted in the pit of my stomach. My cock twitched, coming back to life as I gave over to the desire that surrounded us.

“More,” I moaned.

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