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BENNIE

2 weeks later

I woke up this morning with strong arms wrapped around me.

Joska’s warm breath tickled my neck, and when I moved in his arms, he tightened his grip around me. “Don’t,” he muttered.

I smiled, keeping my eyes closed.

The sun wasn’t shining through the window like it had yesterday morning, and I knew it was a dark day because it was storming outside. It was a perfect day to stay inside all Saturday.

“I’m not going anywhere,” I assured him.

He hummed in response, his lips brushing against the back of my shoulder now. I could feel him starting to drift off again, so I let myself relax too, sinking into the warmth of the blankets and his body.

I let the tiredness come over me, but I didn’t fully fall asleep. My stomach was growling, and it wouldn’t let me think about anything other than breakfast.

It growled loud enough to wake up Joska and make him laugh. “Someone’s hungry,” he said, his voice heavy with sleep.

I turned around to face him, with his arms still around me. Our eyes met, and that small grin on his lips made me smile. “Maybe a little.”

“Let me go make you some waffles,” he suggested, ready to get out of bed.

“Wait.” I stopped him by gripping his shoulders and pulling him back to me. Once he was close enough, I kissed him passionately.

He leaned over me and cupped my face with one hand, while he pulled my body closer against his with his other. I moaned when I felt his cock pressing against my pussy. I immediately became weak, and I feared that my stomach would have to wait a little while longer to be filled.

“Stop me,” he demanded, but I continued to kiss him. I didn’t want to stop this. I used every moment, took every opportunity I got to be this close to him, even if it meant to starve.

A low chuckle left him when he realized that I wasn’t going to stop him. “Naughty,” he muttered into the kiss before he deepened it by pushing his tongue into my mouth.

I moaned and pulled him closer by wrapping my arms around his neck and pushing my hands into his hair. I pulled at it, unable to hide how eager I was to taste him.

He pressed his cock against me again, and I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts. His cock grew as he rubbed against me. Breakfast became secondary. I needed him more than I needed food.

From that moment on it all happened so quickly.

He broke the kiss and pushed himself up to get rid of his boxers, and once they were off, he hooked his fingers into my panties to take them off as well.

I let him do whatever he wanted. We both knew where this was going to end anyway.

Before he got comfortable, he reached into the drawer to take out a condom. He put it on, then leaned back against the headboard, looking at me with lustful eyes.

“Come here.”

I watched him for a moment, understanding what he wanted from me. “I’ve never…”

“It’s okay. I’ll guide you,” he assured me, smiling gently. “Come here. Straddle me.”

I moved over him until I was sitting on his lap, with my hands resting on his chest to steady myself.

He reached between us to grab his cock, and after lifting my hips, he moved his tip through my folds before gently pushing against my entrance.

“If it’s too much, just let me know,” he told me as he slowly slid inside of me.

“I don’t think this will make much of a differ—” I stopped myself when the sensation of his cock inside me felt way different than it had the first time. “Woah.”

He smirked and placed both his hand on my ass. “Feel good?”

“Yes. More intense, somehow.”

He nodded, slowly moving me on top of him. “For me too.”

I slowly moved my hips, riding him while our eyes met. His expression was filled with desire, and I sensed that this morning, we wouldn’t last long. Our moans filled the room as the fire between us burnt bright.

He moved his hand to cup my neck, and he pulled me to him to kiss me. Our mouths clashed and our tongue curled around each other in the most sensual way.

As the pleasure built to an almost unbearable level, I felt myself on the edge of release. I had to break the kiss to catch my breath, and when his cock hit that deep spot inside of me, I had to let myself go completely.

I cried out, my body tensing before I fell against him.

He put his arms around me, holding me close as he came too.

I was breathing heavily, needing a moment before I could sit up straight again. I looked down, watching as his cum oozed out of me and smiled. “I like when you come inside of me,” I told him, meeting his gaze again. “But maybe you can come on me next time?”

He smirked, amused by my request. “I’ll do whatever you want me to, baby.”

***

I watched him standing by the sink, doing the dishes wearing only his boxers, and looking as handsome as ever. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, watching every single muscle flex under his skin.

At times, I still wondered what I did to deserve a man like him. In a way, I never did anything wrong in my life. I only every had to fight and battle with things no young person ever should, and while I felt strong because of everything I went through, I didn’t believe that I was worthy of someone like Joska.

“You’re about to burn holes into my back if you keep staring at me like that.” He turned his head and grinned at me.

I met his eyes and felt my cheeks turn bright red. “It’s really hard not to stare.”

He chuckled and put down the towel before walking over to me. He cupped my face with both hands and kissed me before squatting down in front of me. With his hands holding my in my lap, he smiled up at me and said, “Do you have any idea how lucky I am to have you?”

I pressed my lips together and dropped my gaze to our hands. I didn’t have an answer to that.

“Hey, look at me.”

Meeting his gaze again, I watched as his expression softened, then turned serious. “I love you. I know you sometimes think that you don’t deserve love, but you’re wrong about that. You deserve all the love. All my love. And I will forever make sure that you will forever feel worthy.”

I felt my lips tremble as he said those words to me, but I didn’t want to cry. I held it in and smiled at him, squeezing his hands tightly. “Thank you. I love you too.”

He grinned proudly and pressed a kiss to my fingers before changing the subject. “So, are you coming to church with me tomorrow?”

I hesitated just long enough for him to know my reply. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“I do want to,” I said quickly. “But not for…you know.” I waved vaguely toward the ceiling.

His lips curled. “Not for God?”

I scrunched up my nose. “No. But for you.”

His expression changed again, showing me that he was okay with my reasoning. “Good enough for me,” he said with a smile. “Does that mean you have officially made a decision?”

I hadn’t talked to him about it in a while, but the more I thought about it, the less I felt the need to think about God, or to pray, or do anything I used to do religiously. And the more time I spent with Joska, I realized that there was only one person who made me feel good, and who helped me through difficult times.

“Maybe…” I stopped myself to reflect on the words I was about to say. “Maybe I don’t have to give up on religion. But maybe…you can be my new religion.”

A frown appeared between his brows. It took him a moment to understand what I said. Then he smiled, and said, “Say that again.”

“Maybe you can be my new religion.”

His smile deepened, and his eyes softened in that way they always did when he was about to say something that would make my heart melt. But instead of speaking, he leaned in and kissed me again, this time slower, as if sealing my words with a promise neither of us fully understood yet.

When he pulled back, he brushed his thumb along my cheek. “I don’t know if I deserve to be worshiped,” he said, teasing but also sincere. “But I’ll spend the rest of my life proving to you that you can believe in me. That you can always have faith in us.”

I nodded, my throat tightening. This time, I couldn’t stop my tears from falling. “I already do. More than anything.”