Friends With Benefits -Dacre Montgomery

The Last Time

I storm into Dacre's trailer.

"We don't knock anymore" he says, raising his eyebrow as I come in.

"What the fuck was that back there, you can't text me shit like that" I say to him,  very annoyed.

He looks at me and starts laughing. When he does this it really pisses me off.

"Its not funny Dacre, me and you are friends, just friends." I say to him.

"I know" he says as he gets up from his chair. He walks over to me, eyeing me up and down, sucking in on his bottom lip. He picks me up so quick, before I even processed it happened. "But that doesn't mean I don't like fucking you" he says into my ear.

The sound of his voice, low and so close to my skin causes tingling in my body. I put hands between us, and look at him. His icy eyes were burning a whole into. He was so hard to resist.

"We can't do this anymore" I say as I kick of my shoes, while still sitting on the counter.

He sees my movement, he places his hands on my waist, knowing my actions tell a different story.

"I need to know, were you thinking about me in your room?" He asked.

I look down, blushing. "Don't you have to be on set in 15 minutes?

"If you answer me, I will only need 5" he says as he lifts me up a bit to slide my joggers from under me and down my legs.

I spread my legs a little bit more and scoot closer to the edge. I start to undo his belt buckle.

"Megan" he starts, stopping as he pulls my panties to the side. Running one finger over my pussy. "Goddamn, are you always this wet, or just for me?" Looking me into the eyes. " Now tell me, were you thinking of me as you were touching yourself".

His finger still running up and down my slick, sensitive skin, going in and out of my wet hole. I am only able to nod yes.

"Use your words" he says sternly

"Yes" I pant, barely able to get out.

Once he had his answer he finished unbuckling and unzipping his pants. In one quick thrust he is inside of me. One arm is wrapped around my waist to keep me close and the other is against the cabinet.

With each thrust in and out, I can feel my body start to tremble.

"Fuck me harder" I moan into his ear, trying to keep my voice down so no one outside the trailers can hear us.

Dacre lifts me off his counter and sits in his chair, with me on top. Not once did we come unconnected.

With me on top, he holds my hips and thrust in and out. Holding me in place, keeping control of the tempo. From the position I feel him deeper then I have felt anyone.

The familiar wave washes over me, I can feel my self tightening around him. Like a lightning bolt it hits all at once and I cum on him. This causes him to move faster, increasing the grip he has on my hips. His thrusting becomes harder and sloppier and he cums with in the next minute.

The next couple minutes are spent in silence as we get dressed.

I look at him, breaking the silence "we can't keep doing this"

"I honestly had no plans to when you walked in" he said looking at me, then continued, smirking "but I wanted to prove to you, that you like fucking me"

I look at him, almost taken aback. It was true, he made my body feel a way no one else ever has. I would never let him know that, but I know I can not let this happen again.

"Listen, right now we are both single, live life Megs. When thing's get serious with Timmyboy, let me know, its just sex and don't act like its not the best you have had" he says cocky.

"It is not going to happen again" I say as I walking out of his trailer.