12
Bunny
Iwake to an empty bed. The night before comes rushing back to me. I reach over to feel Ben’s side. It’s cold. I remember him carrying me to bed. He made me drink a bunch of water and take something to help prevent me from getting a headache. It must have worked because I feel fine. Except for the hole in my heart from him not being here.
Did he ever come to bed? I glance to the window only to see a touch of sunlight peeking in from under the curtains. It must still be fairly early. I probably freaked him out. Not only with how clingy I’ve become. I’d also gone too far, allowing my stupid mouth to blurt out that I love him. At least I’m pretty sure I did. For the life of me I can’t recall what happened after. The next thing I do remember was him carrying me into the house. The ride home is a complete blank in my memory.
Buttons jumps up next to me. I give him some pets before I slip from the bed to go in search of Ben. Did he sleep in a guest room? That would kill me. What if I find him on the sofa? Is he going to give me some talk about how this is moving too fast? That my neediness has gone too far and he can’t handle me anymore? I know my obsession with him borders on unhealthy, but I couldn’t care less. Until now, he’s seemed fine with it. I was pretty sure he was enjoying it. But waking up alone has me thinking maybe it’s too much.
My stomach turns as I search the house for him. Then I hear his voice. I follow it down the hallway to his office.
“Thanks. I didn’t think they were linked to it, but I wanted to be sure.” The second I step into his office, his head lifts. His eyes lock with mine. “All right. Go back to bed. I’ll talk to you later,” he says before he ends the call, dropping his cell phone down onto his desk. “It’s too early for you to be up.” He motions for me to come to him.
Relief fills me. I don’t waste any time making my way to him. He pushes back his chair, making room for me. I stand between his legs. He is only wearing a pair of dark gray sweatpants. I’m only in his shirt from last night which he put me in after I stripped out of my clothes. He tried to get me one of my own, but I demanded he give me his. Not just any of his shirts either. The one he was wearing. I wanted his scent on me.
“You didn’t sleep in bed with me.”
“I was in bed with you for a bit.” He licks his lips. “Pretty sure I ate your pussy too.” My cheeks warm. I shouldn’t blush. Him doing that isn’t new. I should be used to his crude words by now, but I still tend to get a bit shy. That doesn’t mean I don’t like them. In fact, it’s the exact opposite: I love them.
“But you didn’t sleep? Why?” I don’t want to draw this out. It will drive me crazy. He leans forward, pressing his head against my stomach. I run my fingers through his short hair. “Ben, did I do something wrong? Has something changed?”
“You did nothing wrong.” He lifts his head, slipping his hands up under my shirt to grip my bare hips. “Things have changed.” His fingers dig into me. His hold is possessive. I love when he grips me this way. As if he never wants to let go.
“Ben.” His name leaves my lips in a whisper. Tears start to fill my eyes. “Because I said…” I trail off, scared to say those three little words again. From everything I do remember of my old life, I know I’ve never said them to another soul before.
“You love me.” He stands, lifting me off my feet in the process. I wrap my legs around him. “I didn’t trust myself in bed with you. Not after that.”
“I don’t understand.”
“It’s been a sweet kind of hell sharing a bed with you but being unable to make love to you. It tested all of my control, and truthfully, after your confession last night I’m all out of control now.”
“But I want that.” I don’t understand this man. I’ve wanted this since that first day he brought me here. “Stop holding back from me.”
“You don’t understand, Bunny. I had to be sure. I already don’t think I can let you go, but if I take you, there will be no going back.” He carries me back toward the bedroom. My heart starts to race, knowing where this is finally going.
“I don’t want to go back. I want to stay right here. For this to be my home too.”
“This house isn’t a home without you.” He lays me down on the bed. “You’re what makes this home. For me, Bunny, you’ll always be home. I love you so damn much it scares me. I don’t know what I’ll turn into if you want to leave. You’ve owned me since I found you. I’ve only been trying to give you time to catch up to where I am.” He runs his finger down my jaw.
“Me catch up to you!? I’ve become a stage five clinger who freaks out if you’re out of my line of sight. I’ve been here from the start.” He drops his forehead to mine, pinning me to the bed.
“You look to me for safety. I’m scared that hero complex you have for me will fade and you’ll want to go back.”
“It’s not a complex. You are my hero, and I’m not going anywhere.” I run my hands up his bare chest. “Sometimes I think I don’t let myself remember my past because it means I’ll have to go back.”
“Can’t go back now. Cleared out your place.” Right. He’s been making his own moves to make sure I stay here. With my fears of Ben not loving me fading away, I’m starting to see things a whole lot more clearly. He’s been where I’ve been this whole time. In fact, he’s been steps ahead.
“Would you even let me if I tried?”
“No,” he growls. “And that’s the problem. I’m no different than that fucker who took you.” I gasp. No, he did not just say that.
“You are no such thing! I can’t believe you’d say that. You’re a part of my soul. You have to be. From the start, I knew you were safe. That you meant something big to me. You felt it too.”
“I did,” he agrees. I bet before that Ben didn’t believe in things like soulmates or fairy tales.
“Make love to me, Benny. No more holding back. If you want all of me, you have to give me all of you. I want to feel you everywhere.”
“Careful what you wish for, Bunny. I’ll have you feeling me for days.” I love the sound of that. I want to feel him with every step I take. He pulls the shirt from my body, leaving me naked in the center of the bed. “But first I’m going to kiss every inch of you.”
“No,” I protest with a pout as his mouth travels down my neck. Although I love his kisses, I want more. I don’t want him to sidetrack me.
“No?” He wraps his lips around my nipple. My only response is a moan. He releases it to give the other the same attention. “You don’t want my mouth, Bunny?” He trails open-mouth kisses down further to my stomach.
“I love your mouth but I want you inside of me.” I spread my legs wider even as I say the words to make room for him. His mouth feels too damn good.
“You’ll get my cock soon, greedy girl. Right now, I need to get this sweet pussy ready. I don't want to hurt you any more than I have to.” I sink my fingers into his hair as he settles in between my thighs. “Such a pretty pussy, and you’re trying to not let me have a taste. Why would you deny me this, Bunny? I’m going to write it into our wedding vows that I can eat your cunt whenever I want.”
“Benny.” I whimper. I’d laugh at how ridiculous that sounds if I wasn’t so turned on. His warm breath tickles my clit. My hips lift off the bed on their own, trying to get closer.
“I’ve got you.” His tongue slips through the folds of my sex, toying with my clit before he slides it down farther. His hands grip my ass, lifting me off the bed as he thrusts his tongue inside of me.
“Oh!” I gasp at the sensation of his tongue thrusting in and out of me. “Benny.” He’s relentless, his tongue moving in and out before he returns his attention back to my clit. It’s all too much. I’m already on the verge of an orgasm.
He pushes two fingers into me and then three. He sucks on my sweet spot, drawing me closer to orgasm only to back off right before I do. He does this over and over again until I’m thrashing on the bed with the need for release.
“Benny, please!” I beg, unable to take it anymore.
Finally, he sucks my clit into his mouth, his tongue flicking back and forth. His fingers hook inside of me, hitting my G-spot. I go over the edge. My vision goes black as I scream his name as the orgasm consumes me. When I start to come down, Ben pushes his cock inside of me. I whimper when he breaks through my virginity.
His mouth claims mine as he thrusts fully into me. His body goes completely still. It burns at first, but the sensation of being stuffed full of him finally is all I can focus on. He’s claimed me. I’m his in every way now. He’s mine too. I’m never letting this man go.
I run my fingers up his arms, feeling all of his strained muscles. He’s fighting not to move. My Benny never wants to hurt me. I start to kiss him back as the pain fades away, and a different type of ache forms. One that I know only he can relieve.
“Benny, baby. Move,” I whisper against his mouth. “Need you.” I know those two words will get him. A growl rumbles from him.
“Need you more.” He pulls out, thrusting back in. I gasp at the sensation. This is so much different than only having his mouth on me. He doesn’t stop. He moves in and out of me. His thrusts grow faster and harder as another orgasm starts to build inside of me.
This one is different from all the others. The feeling is almost overwhelming, but I’m not scared. I know my Benny has me. He’ll make this good for me. Show me the greatest of pleasures.
“Benny.” I moan, lifting my hips to match his movements.
“Need you with me.” His hand slips between us, his fingers going to my clit. It’s all too much. There is pleasure coming from everywhere. “Come for me,” he orders.
My body obeys him. I go off. My sex locks down around his cock. I cling to him, wrapping my body around him as I come undone. My body feels as though it is exploding with pleasure. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect my first time to be like this. But I know it’s only because it’s with my Benny.
He groans my name, coming with me. He pushes inside me to the hilt, spilling his seed, making sure to get every drop as deep as possible. Ensuring he’s marked me inside and out.
“I love you,” he whispers into my ear, peppering kisses everywhere his mouth can reach while still keeping himself all the way inside of me. His cock remains hard. He rolls onto his back, taking me with him.
I push off his chest to sit up. His cock sinks deeper. A loud groan comes from him. I brace my hands on his chest.
“I love you, too.”
“Fuck, look at you.” He runs his hands up my hips to cup my breasts. “A sex goddess while still being an innocent little angel.”
“Not so innocent anymore.” I rock my hips. We both moan. Benny sits up. His fingers slip into my hair, gripping it tight as he tilts my head back to claim my mouth in a deep, soul-shattering kiss.
“There’s no going back. All of this belongs to me now. Understand?” The possessive feral look in his eyes lets me know he’s not messing around. This is forever. Until death do us part. Even then, he still might find a way to get his hold back on me.
“I understand. I’m yours.” His cock jerks inside of me.
That’s all I ever wanted.