All because of us

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Lexie POV

If someone told me I'd be friends with benefits with Bren three years ago, I would've laughed in their face. Surely, I must be dreaming because Bren doesn't do anything remotely close to this. I don't do anything remotely close to this.

As I come down from my orgasm, I open my eyes to see Bren staring down at me as if I was the only girl in the world. Emotions get the best of me but before I can let them hit the surface I clear my throat and place the toy down on the comforter and with my other hand I wrap it around his face, tugging his hair to claim his lips against mine. I don't want to talk about feelings. Being friends with benefits is perfect because I know that at the end of this there will be no feelings and we will stay best friends no matter what.

Right?

At least I hope so.

I know so.

I kiss him and kiss him until I can no longer breathe and he pulls away, moving his body to hover over me. He's still wearing his boxers as I lay here completely bare in front of him. The strain in his briefs is massive and I feel it hit my core as he places his body on top of mine. I gasp and he claims my lips once again, sucking my tongue into his mouth.

I moan and whimper as he rocks himself against me. I'm sensitive, and the pressure of his body on my clit is teasing of how he will make my body feel.

Wrapping my legs around his body I buck my feet against his briefs for him to take them off and he gets the memo separating from my lips and leaning on his knees getting off the bed taking off his briefs in one go.

His penis salutes me, standing tall on his stomach. How was that inside me?

I stare at it—mesmerized.

His girth impresses me, and it scares me at the same time. I don't remember it hurting I don't remember much except for the pleasure it gave me. Fuck, even his penis is beautiful. And genitals are ugly to begin with, so that's saying a lot. 

His chuckle gets me to look back at his eyes and he has the cockiest grin on his face. "You good?" He gets back on the bed and hovers over me, wrapping my legs around his waist.

I don't think I can speak. He's completely bare on top of me now and the feeling is excruciating. I've never been bare with someone and the thought all antagonizes me but I won't do it. That's truly intimate.

To prevent him from slipping in, I flip us around which causes him to laugh.

I tried to flip us around and the aftermath is priceless. We're side to side now facing each other with our legs tangled.

I push him down and roll my eyes as he continues laughing. "Not my fault you're a giant!" I scoff and right when I straddle him, my pussy rubs against his cock—he stops laughing.

He lifts himself and leans against the wooden headboard. Now we're face to face and he puts his hands on my hips.

"What are you waiting for?" He slaps my ass and this time I brush myself forward from it that his tip is practically right at my entrance.

"Fuck - uh condom." I squeak pressing my hands on his chest.

Getting one from my nightstand table, I always have a box in case of, I grab one and tear it, spreading myself further on his thighs, sheathing him.

I don't wait another second and sink down every inch gasping at how full I feel.

This time is different, we know what we're doing and there's no going back.