A flashlight in the shadows.

chapter 50: Inspiration.

DISCLAIMER!!!: This chapter contains adult subject matter and may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised;)

It's been five months since the last time I saw Bennett. We've been talking, as planned, but I was beginning to miss him. His hair, that was always swept across his face. His eyes, that could make any girl melt. But what surprised me the most, is that I missed my nickname he used. Book thief. The way a stupid smirk would appear on his face whenever he called me that. I was starting to become depressed. Luckily, Bennett and I would both be getting a break from school for the next weekend because of Halloween.
Classes had started a month ago for me, and I was loving it. None of my professers were assholes and my roommate was awesome. I had a couple of run ins with some guys at my job, but nothing that I couldn't handle.
Bennett had paired up with a friend that was attending the same school as he was and they had gotten an apartment together. I hadn't seen it in person, but Bennett sent me a few pictures from when it was empty. It had one bedroom with one bathroom and a medium sized kitchen with a small living room. It also had a large studio just off the living room where they could both work on their art. Bennett was extremely excited to see me and show the apartment to me.
I started off for Augusta the day before Halloween. Our plan was that I would arrive at night, we'd go to sleep, and then we would spend the whole day of Halloween together. I had a few mishaps on my way to Augusta, but I arrived at 7:30 on schedule. Bennett greeted me at the car by flinging open the door and pulling me out, hugging me tightly while spinning me in a circle. I was so happy to see him, I barely noticed that people were watching.
"I've missed you so much, book thief!" He cheered. God, it felt nice hearing him say that. I cried a couple tears of joy and hugged him around the neck.
"I've missed you too!" He smiled and put me down, kissing me on the lips. I smiled at how needy the kiss seemed. He set one hand on my cheek and the other on the small of my back, pulling me against him. I smiled and put one hand on his chest and the other behind his head. My head swam and we were swallowed into the glorious world that sparked around us when I kissed him.
We kissed until an old lady on the sidewalk cleared her throat. I pushed Bennett away with the hand on his chest and giggled.
"Cmon, help me with my bags."
"With pleasure, m'lady," he stated, grabbing a bag. There were only three this time, so he took two while I grabbed one and we headed up the stairs.
The stairway was narrow, and I almost fell twice before we reached his door about halfway through the hallway.
He opened the door and set the bags nicely on a leather couch.
"Well, here we are."
"Holy crap, Bennett." I gaped. The apartment was nice and neat, which considering how Bennett's room looked half the time, was unusual. The kitchen was modern and had granite countertops with dark wood cupboards. The furniture was also modern. I smiled,
"This is so much better than my dorm." I walked around and sat on the couch. He smiled.
"Wanna see the studio?" He asked, flipping hair from his face. I smiled and got up.
"Yeah, where is it?" I asked. He led me to a wooden door that sat on the left side of the TV. After he opened the door, he stepped aside and let me in. I was greeted by a purple sky. There were Windows all along the wall and two on the ceiling, letting in tons of natural light. The floor was light oak and I saw two seperate easels sitting on the other side of the room. A desk had one large sketch pad on it and two floor lamps sat on either side of it. A queen bed sat in one corner, a dresser next to it. I stared with my jaw on the floor, awed. Bennett chuckled at my reaction and asked,
"You like?" I nodded numbly.
"Yes, I like very much." I replied, turning back to face him. He smiled,
"You can take a shower, if you want. I need to work on my homework." He told me. I frowned,
"You have homework?" I asked. He sighed.
"I'm afraid so. My tech art teacher has quite the stick up his ass." He smiled and walked back to the living room, plopping onto a leather chair. I set my bags inside the studio and unzipped it, grabbing my PJ's. I took a refreshing shower and put on the black pajama pants and a black tank top with a pumpkin on it. After I had brushed my hair, I went back out to the living room where Bennett was engaged in the paper. I smiled and patted the seat next to me,
"Sit here."
"No."
"Why not?!" I whined. He smiled and replied,
"Because I'm already sitting here." I sighed and replied,
"Ok, then." I got up and plopped into his lap, landing with a thud. He was stunned and smiled at me.
"Get off!"
"No, you asked for it!" He rolled his eyes.
"I have homework to do." He said, waving the papers in my face. I just sighed.
"Fine, I'm going to bed." I went to get up but he pulled me back.
"Hey!" I turned slightly on his lap to face him.
"Yeah?" I questioned. He smiled and said,
"I missed you." He smiled. I kissed his lips quickly and replied,
"Missed you too." I then got up and laid down on the bed in the studio. I sighed and watched the stars come out as my eye lids got heavier and heavier...
I woke up the next morning at 8:30. I heard a loud bang in the kitchen. Bennett had laid down next to me, but we both bolted up at the sudden sound. Then, Bennett sighed and shouted,
"Could you be any louder, Craig?!" I heard a loud hearty laugh and the man who I assumed was Craig walked in. He was at least 300 pounds and he had big, binocular like glasses that made his eyes pop. He smiled and said,
"You must be Sarah. Bennett hasn't stopped talking about you for, like, five months." I giggled and sat up.
"Yes, I'm the book thief." He laughed again and left the room. I yawned and looked at Bennett.
"Well, want breakfast?" He shrugged.
"If Craig isn't already making it." I nodded and got out of the bed, heading to the kitchen. Craig was at the table, reading a large text book. I smiled and asked,
"Can I make breakfast?" He smiled and nodded.
"Yes, go ahead." I smiled politely and looked in the fridge, grabbing ham, bacon, eggs, and olives. I set everything on the counter and asked Craig,
"Would you like an omelette?" He looked up with a surprised look on his face and said,
"You mean it?" I giggled and nodded.
"Yeah, why not? What would you like?" I took out a frying pan and some butter. He shrugged,
"Everything."
"Alright, then." I replied, whisking the eggs together and chopping up the bacon and ham. As I set his in the pan and began making it, he asked,
"How'd Bennett ever meet up with a girl like you?" He kept looking at the text book as I answered,
"We clicked senior year." Craig just laughed and shook his head.
"Well, I guess he has a good taste in women." I giggled as I handed him his plate of omelette.
"I'll take that as a compliment." He thanked me and started eating it while reading the book. Bennett came up behind me and wrapped his hands around my waist. He kissed my cheek and hugged me from behind.
"Morning, book thief."
"What do you want on your omelette?" I asked him, rubbing his arm that was around me. He thought for a few moments.
"Hmm...just bacon and olives is good for me."
"Ok." I said, going to the bowl to whisk up his ingredients. Once it was on the stove,
"Hey, book thief."
"Yes, Bennett?" I asked while flipping the omelette onto a plate. He asked me,
"After we're done getting costumes and partying, do you think you could help me with something?"
"What is it?"
"Its for school. We have to paint a real life full body painting of a real person, and I need inspiration." He smirked wickedly at me. I handed him his plate and nodded.
"Sure, you gonna paint me like one of your French girls, Jack?" I winked and giggled. He rolled his eyes.
"No, I haven't painted any French girls." I giggled and waited for him to finish eating.
We left at 12:00 to go shopping for costumes. We weren't planning on going trick or treating, but Bennett said we had to be in the Halloween spirit. Me personally, I thought he just wanted to see me in a slutty outfit. We went to some seasonal store and started looking around.
"What about this one?" He asked, pointing to a 'little' fairy outfit. I shook my head vilontly from side to side.
"For the last time, Bennett, I'm not becoming a whore just because it's Halloween!" He rolled his eyes.
"Ugh, fine then! What should we dress as?" He asked, crossing his arms like a toddler who can't have his favorite candy. I smirked and pointed behind him. He slowly turned and shook his head. "Oh no..." I saw an outfit that was a huge strip of bacon and one that was a big egg. I giggled.
"We're getting these, and that's final!" He groaned as I paid at the cash register and we headed out to the car. Bennett sighed.
"Well, we'd better get home to try on our new costumes," he didn't look one bit happy about it, but I didn't care. I giggled at the thought of Bennett in the bacon outfit. Once we got to his apartment, we ran up the stairs and I tried on the egg costume. It was the best costume ever. I giggled and waited for Bennett to come out. When he did, I almost died.
It was just like it sounds, a huge strip of bacon, but Bennett wasn't smiling. He sighed in frustration.
"Ugh! Do I have to wear thi-" he was cut off by the phone ringing in his pocket. He took it out and answered,
"Hello?" I heard some muffled talking on the other end, then a thankful sigh came from Bennett and he hung up.
"Party was cancelled, now I don't have to wear this stupid thing." He went back and changed into a black t-shirt with black skinny jeans. He sighed and checked the time,
"Well, it's already 6:58, why don't you put on something you want to be painted in." He smirked deviously at me and then disappeared in the studio. I thought for a second. What to wear, what to wear....I got it! I ran in the studio, grabbed the black lingerie and kimono, and ran back to the bathroom before he saw anything. I slipped on the black lingerie under the kimono and stared at myself. Boy, am I glad I decided to shave two days ago. I took down my hair and ruffled it up a litte. Then, I tied the kimono and walked slowly to the door of the studio, hoping that Craig wouldn't see me. I listened in. Bennett was whistling to himself as he set up a new canvas to use. I took one deep breath and strolled casually inside, crossing my arms and leaning against the wall just inside.
"Will this be suitable?" I asked, trying not to sound nervous. He turned slightly to see me, then did a double take and stared at me with the widest eyes ever. He did one long high pitch whistle and nodded.
"Very." I felt my cheeks getting red. We were silent for a minute, then he cleared his throat and said, "um, you can sit down over there." He pointed to a black stool that sat just in front of the easel. I smiled and walked over to it, sitting down and crossing my legs.
"Like this?" He tilted his head and petted his chin.
"Hmm, kind of." He walked over to fix my pose. After a minute, he spoke up, "hold on a second," he had me sit normally so he could fix the kimono. He pulled it down at the shoulders so that you could see the bra strap underneath. He took all of my hair and brought it to one side of my head, laying it gently down. Then he gave me instructions, "ok, cross your legs." I did so.
"Like that?"
"Perfect. Now, lean your elbows on your knee," I did so again. The kimono dropped slightly, giving a little view of cleavage. He stared at me for a second and smiled.
"You are beautiful, you know that?" I giggled and looked down blushing. He walked back to the easel and started painting. Now, I'm not going to lie, it was a very slow and painful process. My back and shoulders constantly protested. But the look of...something. Something on Bennett's face made me smile through all of it.
By the time he finished, it was 9:00. Craig had gone to sleep about an hour ago, and I sighed. He smiled.
"Well, what do you think?" He turned it around so I could see the painting. I couldn't believe how life-like it was. I got up and brushed my fingers on the side of it, smiling.
"Damn, I didn't know I looked this good in a kimono!" I exclaimed, giggling. He smiled and brushed some hair from my face.
"You always look good. But not in this." He stated, looking down at me. I frowned up at him.
"What do I look like, then?" I asked. He smirked and set a hand on either side of my hips, pulling me against him. He leaned down and whispered in my ear,
"You look sexy." I felt my heart rate quicken as he lightly kissed my ear lobe. Then, he kissed behind my ear. His right hand stayed on my hip while the other one found the small of my back, pulling me even closer to him, if that was humanly possible. He found my sweet spot just under my ear and sucked on it, earning a small moan from me. Then my senses got wind of me.
In this moment, I loved him so much. But I needed to know that this was real. That nothing would change after this. I pushed on his chest and said,
"Bennett..." He pulled away and set his forehead on mine.
"Yes book thief?" I set my hand on his cheek. The stubble felt good against my hand, and I smiled. He took the hand in his and looked down at me. I sighed and said,
"I need to know that this won't change anything." He looked down at me with a small frown.
"What won't change anything?" I sighed.
"The sex." I stated, looking up at him. He smiled at me and brushed some hair behind my ear. Then, he set a hand on my cheek, brushing his thumb over it.
"Sarah, I don't want sex." I frowned in confusion.
"You don't?" He smiled and used his other hand to grab my hand. Then he shook his head and looked into my eyes.
"No. I want more. I want to make love to you." Then, he let go of my hand and cupped my face in his hands. "With your permission." My heart soared and I smiled with all the joy inside of me. I set my hands on his chest and leaned in, kissing him feverishly on the lips. He kissed back with passion and pressed me against the wall. I quickly wrapped my hands around his head as he reached behind me to untie the kimono. After the ribbons had fallen aside, the kimono slipped halfway down my arms, hanging and opening to what was underneath. Bennett grabbed my bare waist with his hand and used the other to pull back my hair. He kissed and asked in a husky voice,
"Am I being too gentle, baby girl?" I ran my fingers through his flawless hair and groaned.
"Way too gentle." He smirked and kissed my neck, going upwards to meet my sweet spot. He bit down hard on the sensitive skin, making me arch my back and moan. I reached the hem of his shirt and started pulling it over his head. He ripped it off and kissed my lips again, pushing me onto the bed. He straddled my waist and pulled the kimono completely off, enjoying my lingerie. He smiled and said,
"Kendra's idea?" I giggled and nodded. He smiled and kissed down my neck and in between the valley of my breasts and reached the hem of my panties. He ripped them off in one quick motion and kissed my heat once before diving his tongue in. I groaned out,
"Bennett, holy shit!" He darted his tongue in and out. Then he hummed and said,
"Baby, you taste so amazing." He sent a long finger in, going in and out. I lost control of the tension in my stomach and released it all over his face. He wiped it off with the back of his hand and kissed me again. I pushed him over so I was on top. He sat up and uncupped my bra, grabbing my breast in his hand. I moaned as he sucked on my nipple, erecting it even more. I pushed him back down and helped him with his buckle. Once his pants were out of the way, I wrapped my lips in a tight 'o' around his member. I licked the head and slowly swallowed him while fondling him. He arched his back and moaned,
"Oh, don't stop baby! Just like that!" I bit down once and made him twitch. He let go of his load when he reached the back of my throat. I swallowed the salty substance and went back up to him, kissing him on the lips. He flipped us over so he was on top again. He looked into my eyes for a second. And what stared back, was pure lust. He kissed me like he'd never get the chance again and started intensely grinding on me. I moaned and ran my fingers through his hair again. Oh, the way his silky hair felt against my skin. He bit my bottom lip, making my back arch and yet another moan escaped my mouth. He whispered,
"I love you, Sarah." I smiled and nodded.
"I love you too, Bennett." He continued grinding, making me throb desperately for him. He bit on my ear again,
"I want you so bad right now." I kissed him.
"Give it to me, Bennett. Give it to me hard, right now!" That's pretty much what sent him over the edge. He wrapped his hands around me and dived in at top speed. It felt painful at first, but it all melted away as he got deeper and deeper. I moaned,
"Oh god, Bennett." He grunted in pleasure and continued going. A tight knot formed in my stomach. Right before he realised his fluids in me, he called out my name.
"Sarah! Holy shit!" We both let go and I gasped for air. He rolled off to the side, panting hard. I rolled over and laid my arm across his bare chest. It was muscular, and I got goosebumps from just touching them. After we had both caught our breath, Bennett said,
"I think this long distance thing is going to work." I giggled and punched his chest. He kissed my forehead and we both sighed.
"Bennett?" I asked, looking at him. He frowned and stared back.
"Yes, book thief?" I giggled.
"What's your favorite color?" After a moment to think, he smiled and replied,
"I think it's orange, now."

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The end! Now, for an epilogue;

Bennett and Sarah both graduate from school and move back to cherbourge France. After living together for three more years, Bennett takes her on a vacation to the Taj Mahal. He proposed right in the middle of everything, and she said yes. Their wedding was in a small town in sweeden and they conceived a child during the honeymoon. She was born with blonde hair and the greyest eyes you've ever seen! They named her Jane Cecil Webber, after each others sisters. They all lived happily ever after!

My next book will be called, 'Mind Games.' I'd love it if you'd read it, and I hope you enjoyed the book, bye!:)