Page 29 of Benedict’s Rejuvenation (Dark Patriots #5)

“You have no idea how good this feels. Yes, you’re stretching me, but it feels amazing. I need more,” I whispered, then I pushed further, taking what felt like two more inches. I was at the halfway mark, by my guess. He wasn’t a small man.

“Goddamn, you don’t know what it’s like for me. All that hot, wet pussy gripping my cock so tight and feeling like heaven. You’re amazing, Hummingbird.”

His words made me do what needed to be done.

This slow thing was torture for us both.

I dropped the rest of the way, impaling myself fully on his glorious cock.

I could feel his balls rubbing against my ass crack.

I moaned loudly as Ben groaned. His fingers flexed on my hips, tightening.

It hurt a smidge, but not enough to say anything.

My fingers twisted in his chest hair, causing him to hiss.

“God, yes, ride me, baby. Take it at your pace, but ride before I die,” he muttered.

I lifted until only the tip was still inside of me, then I dropped hard this time, taking him on one long stroke. We both cried out inarticulate sounds. Bolts of fire burst throughout my body. I wanted more, so I did it again.

While I’d had sex before, it was never like this. Ben was kneading my tits, pulling on my nipples, and lightly twisting them as I rode his cock. If he wasn’t doing that, he was running his hands over the rest of my body or teasing my clit.

I was racing toward what felt like a tremendous orgasm in no time.

I hated to get off that fast, but I couldn’t seem to help it.

As the fire inside came together in a great big ball in my pelvic area, I threw back my head and screamed as I came.

I clenched around his cock, and my release gushed to surround him.

I couldn’t keep myself from squeezing over and over, working to wring all the cum out of his cock I could.

However, I soon realized that he wasn’t orgasming, though he had a ferocious grimace on his face.

I had to wait until I could speak to ask, “Are you alright?” I panted.

“I’m more than alright. I’m fucking amazing. Still good to go?” he asked.

I nodded and barely got out, “Yes,” because he was thrusting in and out.

“And now, it’s my turn to see how much louder I can make you scream.

I want to leave you a load that has you dripping tomorrow.

” Ben reached up and dragged me flat to his chest, then he flipped so I was on my back and he was the one hovering over me.

He sat up on his knees and pulled back. He stared at his cock.

“Look at that. All covered in your creamy goodness. So slick. So wet. Let me see if I can make you wetter,” he muttered, then started thrusting.

He started slow and somewhat easy, but when I didn’t protest, he did the next one faster and slightly harder.

It wasn’t long before he was riding me fast and deep.

I was moaning and pleading with him to let go.

Suddenly, I peaked and shouted as I orgasmed for a second time, but he still didn’t come.

Oh my God, I was going to die if he didn’t get off soon.

There was such a thing as too much pleasure. Wasn’t there?

“Ben, Oh, Jesus, uhm…are you trying to kill me?” I asked hoarsely.

He never stopped pumping his hips, driving me mad with those thrusts that seemed to hit nerves I never knew existed.

“No, just make you come until I can’t hold back. I love seeing your face when you orgasm, Hummingbird. Damn, I need to change things up,” he muttered.

I thought I needed him to stop, but when he pulled out, I cried out in denial and tried to grab him to bring him back.

Ben chuckled, and then he turned me onto my stomach.

He didn’t need to tell me that he wanted me on my hands and knees.

I weakly pushed myself up into the desired position. I was still shaky from my last orgasm.

His fingers bit lightly into my hips, then the head of his cock probed my opening before he thrust inside again.

I gripped the sheet below me into a ball.

Ben was not only going deeper, but when he stroked, he was able to go faster.

His hips would snap, and his cock would hammer into me.

His pelvis slapped against my ass as his balls tapped my pussy.

I had sex in the doggie position many times, but it hadn’t ever driven me to these heights.

I could barely catch my breath, and I had tingling zaps of electricity, for lack of a better word, shooting throughout my body.

They centered in my tits and core. I moaned and whimpered almost nonstop, but I wouldn’t ask him to stop.

Not even if it killed me. Fuck, he was a sexual maestro.

I arched my back and cried out louder when he leaned forward and raked his nails down my back.

It wasn’t hard enough to open the skin, but combined with all the other sensations I was experiencing, it somehow doubled the intensity.

Ben was thrusting his cock into me slightly slower but with more intention on where he was rubbing my walls.

His harsh breath caressed my ear as he hunched over me as far as he could without disturbing his rhythm.

“I want you to let go again, Kensy. Come for me. Take me with you and make me see heaven,” he uttered gutturally.

His words, combined with the urgency I heard in his voice, and then his fingers slipping around to lightly pinch my oversensitive clit sent me hurtling into the zone.

I clamped down on his cock, my release gushed from me, coating him, as I screamed until I couldn’t breathe.

Stars and fiery jolts filled me. I was floating.

I heard Ben shout my name moments after I clamped down on him, then warmth filled my pussy as he jerkily came. I loved the idea that part of him would remain inside of me. I wanted every drop. His harsh groan, then a grunt at the end, signaled he was finished.

I was lying there trying not to turn into a puddle.

I squeaked in alarm when he wrapped his arms around me and turned us ninety degrees so Ben was spooning me from behind.

His deflating cock was still inside. Ben reached his hand up to cup my face, then he turned it enough that he could plant a kiss on my lips.

It was gentle and sweet. When he moved away, I saw his smile.

“That was hands down the most incredible orgasm ever. What about you?”

“I’m speechless. Can’t. Talk,” I panted.

Ben threw back his head and laughed, then squeezed me. I smirked and let myself float. I knew what subspace was now. For the first time ever, I was experiencing it. I wasn’t allowing anything to ruin tonight for us. Nothing.