Page 146 of My Heart Still Beats
“Still sure?” he asks, his voice low and husky.
“God, yes.”
He cups both breasts, staring into my eyes. “Fuck. I need you so much.”
I fall against him, literal putty in his hands. “Then take me, Ben. Please.”
He unsnaps and unzips my jeans and thrusts his hand inside my panties. “God. You’re soaked.”
My feet are bare, and I wriggle out of my jeans until I’m standing only in my purple panties.
He slides his fingers under the waistband and glides the panties over my ass and hips, and I step out of them.
He rids himself of his shoes and socks and then undoes his belt and jeans in rapid succession.
When he stands before me, his massive cock jutting from his thick black bush, I gulp.
He’s so beautiful, and I want—
But before I think any further, he grabs a condom out of the pocket of his jeans and sheathes himself, and in another second, I’m on the bed, and he’s inside me.
Chapter Forty-Four
Ben
Fuck.
She’s so tight, a perfect fit.
I stay inside her sweet cunt for a few timeless seconds before I pull out and thrust back in.
Thrust, thrust, thrust…
Hard, hard, hard…
Soft moans fly from Tessa’s throat.
I should do more for her…
I should suck on those gorgeous nipples…
Eat that delicious pussy…
Give her one, two, three orgasms…
And I will.
Just not now.
Thrust, thrust, thrust…
Until—
“God, yes,” I groan, spilling into her.
And with my climax, I release the horror of this day.
Or I try to.
