Page 24 of Habibi: Always and Forever
“No,” he laughs. “Remember when we were at Pride? They were throwing out free condoms.” His erection bounces up and down in sync with his steps as he walks back towards me, waving a rainbow packet between his fingers. I clock the condom, my heart racing in my chest with anticipation.
“London Pride for the win,” he jokes.
I can’t stop the smile from spreading across my face as I sigh with relief. “You caught one. Thank God, I thought I’d ruined the night.”
“You didn’t ruin anything, babe. I promise.” He leans in to kiss me, and I melt.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull him back against me. It isn’t long before we’re back where we started, and I’m begging him for more. “Please, Benny.”
As he sits back on his calves, I watch him tear open the packet with his teeth, his rigid shaft leaking pre-cum from the thick vein that runs along its length, pulsing.
He rolls the condom down and then squirts more lube into his hand, smearing it all over himself before using the rest to prepare my relaxed hole.
I’m praying he fits. My worry must show on my face, because he bends toward me, his breath brushing along my neck as he finds my weakness with a kiss.
“I’m gonna make you feel so good, baby. Don’t worry, I’ve got you.” I nod because I know he does. Benny always has my back. He’s my soft place to fall.
Benny presses against my hole, and I feel the building pressure as he positions himself and starts to push. I draw in a breath, nervous with anticipation as he slowly enters me.
My hands find his biceps, gripping him tightly. I’m sure I’ll leave nail imprints, but even as I dig in, he doesn’t flinch. As I stretch to accommodate him, the intense sting makes me grit my teeth and squeeze my eyes shut.
“I’m sorry, babe. I promise it gets better.” Just the sound of his low, whispered words and the calmness in his voice is enough to help me relax. “You’re doing so well. I’m nearly all the way in. You okay?”
“Yes… Ahhhh. I’m so… full. It’s strange.”
“Need a break?” He pauses, and my eyes spring open.
“Don’t you dare!” I grit, clenching my thighs around him.
Benny nods before kissing me, giving me a second to adjust to his size and the fullness before he slowly pulls out and slides back in.
He captures my moans in his mouth as he repeats the action until my muscles relax and I loosen my grip on his arms. As we find our rhythm, the initial pain melts away, replaced by an overwhelming sensation of pleasure that courses through me.
“You feel so good, Benny,” I whisper as he buries himself deeper inside me. My legs tighten around his waist, pulling him even closer against me.
In sync, our bodies move as if speaking a language only we know.
The bed gymnastics leave us covered in a fine sheen of sweat while Benny experiments with various positions.
Being bent over the end of the bed while he takes me from behind is undoubtedly my favourite.
He hits me so deep that I have no control over the animal-like sounds that spill from my lips.
Eventually, though, I crave the intimacy of seeing his face.
I want to see his expression when he comes.
“Benny, I want to see you.” After a few more thrusts into me, he steadies himself and releases my shoulder before pulling out and flipping me onto my back. His body is flushed, and his muscles are pumped from his efforts.
“Lie back on the bed,” he says in a low, raspy tone. I obey, climbing back onto the unmade bed, then stretch out on my back with my arms raised above my head. “So fucking beautiful,” he murmurs. “Are you ready to come, Lee?”
“Yes.”
With a playful nudge, Benny directs my legs towards my head. “Hold them up, babe.”
Pulling back as far as I can, I wait. A moan escapes my lips as Benny thrusts back into me.
Using one hand to hold himself up, he takes hold of my slick cock with the other, stroking it while thrusting into me in long, firm moves.
Desire courses through me, my body nearing the point of no return, and I can’t hold on any longer.
“I’m gonna come!” I shout, my voice echoing through the empty house.
“Come for me, Lee. Come all over my hand.”
His words drive me to the edge as I tighten around him, my body convulsing with pleasure.
Rope after rope of cum lands on my chest, a few droplets even hitting my chin.
Benny lets go of my spent cock, then leans forward, thrusting into me faster.
I pull him closer, his body now slick with my cum as I whisper, “Your turn, Benny. Come for me .”
A moan fills my ear, and I smile as he gives himself to me, collapsing onto my body with each pulse.
We lie there, limbs heavy, the world still buzzing, as we wait for our bodies to come down from the high.
“Thank you,” I murmur into his damp hair.
“For what?” he mumbles into my neck, the scent of us filling my senses as he moves so he doesn’t crush me.
“For loving me. For filling the empty spaces inside me.”
“You’re not a hard man to love, Lee,” he says, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he shifts onto one arm to look at me.
Tears well in my eyes. “I’ve spent years envisioning our future, dreaming of days full of adventures and nights in your arms, and now I can finally make those dreams a reality with you.”
He reaches out and wipes away my tears with his thumb while his gaze, filled with love, meets mine. “I pinkie promise, Lee,” he says, lifting his little finger, “that I’ll always do my best to make your dreams come true.”
I clasp his finger with my own, whispering, “I know you will, Benny.”