“Fair point.” He pressed me onto my back against the mattress and crawled between my legs, lifting one over his shoulder. “I missed your pussy, baby.”
My fingers dug into his shoulders. “You did?”
“So much that I’ve been dreaming about it every night.” He used his fingers to spread my pussy lips. “I thought I was too old for wet dreams, but I’m not too proud to admit I even woke up with my hand around my rock-hard dick a few times.”
“Really?” I gasped as he blew against my damp flesh.
He lifted his head to meet my gaze, his lips curving into a devastating grin. “You’re getting wetter.”
“Um, yeah.” I rocked my hips up a smidge. “I like knowing how much I turn you on even when I’m not there.”
“Then you’ll love to know that no matter how much I beat off in the shower, I still woke up with my cock aching for you each day.” My lips parted, and he nipped at my inner thigh. “Don’t even try to tell me it was just morning wood, baby.”
“You know me too well.” Which had been part of what got us into trouble, but I refused to think about that now. Instead, I focused on what we both wanted so desperately. “Including what I need when I’m dripping wet like this.”
He gave my pussy a slow lick up to my clit before circling the sensitive bundle of nerves with his tongue. “Mmm, I’m addicted to your taste. It’s been hell going without it for so long.”
“Feels so good,” I panted, my hands diving into his hair as my hips lifted off the mattress. My fingers dug into his scalp as he lapped at me, giving me what I so desperately needed. “Please, Bennett.”
He slid his thumb over my clit and pressed down, gently nibbling at my clit from time to time. “That’s right, baby. Let me hear how much you want me. How good I’m making you feel.”
“Need more,” I panted. “Already so close.”
“Good, baby.” He inched a finger into my pussy, and my inner walls clamped hard around it. “Want to see you come before I sink my cock deep inside you.”
“Oh, yes! Please, Bennett!”
His eyes stayed locked on my face as he added another finger and twisted his wrist. Then he lowered his head to flick his tongue over my clit, pushing me over the edge while I screamed his name.
He ate me through my release, using his tongue, teeth, and fingers to draw out the pleasure until I almost couldn’t take any more. Then he didn’t wait until I’d come fully down from my orgasm before he got on his knees and flipped me onto my stomach.
“What?” I gasped, but his intention became clear when he tugged on my hips to position me on all fours in front of him.
Then he notched the head of his dick at my entrance. “I can’t wait any longer to feel you wrapped around my cock.”
“Then don’t,” I urged, pushing back against him until the tip was inside me.
It was all the encouragement he needed, and he pushed inside me with one forceful thrust of his hips. “So fucking perfect.”
My fingers gripped the comforter, and I arched my back so he hit a spot that made me moan in pleasure.
“You ready for more, baby?”
“Yes,” I hissed when he slowly dragged his dick out of me and drove back inside.
His fingers dug into my hips as he moved, keeping a slow and steady pace at first. He made sure I felt every hard inch of his dick as it dragged along my inner walls, knowing it drove me wild. “You gonna take what I give you?”
“Uh-huh,” I moaned.
“Good.” His hand glided up my spine to press me deeper against the mattress. Then his palm slid around my rib cage to cup my breast. His thumb flicked at my pebbled nipple while he started to pick up the pace.
“Harder. Faster,” I pleaded, already close to coming again.
He let go of my breast to hold my hips so he could hammer in and out of me. “I can feel your pussy tightening around me. Come, baby. Now.”
My orgasm crashed over me, and he stiffened behind me, sinking deep and roaring out my name. “Laina, yes! Oh fuck yes!”
I collapsed against the mattress, and he carefully pulled out before crashing down next to me. When I finally caught my breath, I teased, “Now you’ve made up for two of the orgasms I’ve missed out on over the past few weeks. Only a couple of dozen more to go.”