The Artistic Pursuit

Chapter 10 - Control

Benedict was in a studio.

Pen walked in wearing only a sheet wrapped around her.

She moved closer, like a vixen. Her hand swept across his naked torso. Benedict body vibrated with excitement. She was moving so seductively, he feared if he spoke that the moment would disappear.

He found his voice "Pen you know we can't"

Pen stared removing Ben's trousers. After he was left with nothing but a wolfish smile remaining she pushed him onto the chair.

Moving her hands over him, he closed his eyes feeling every touch. Her nails gently making a trail over him. She leant over him, kissing him with such passion, he felt as if he may explode right there and then.

He was an exhibition, she removed the sheet. Pulling his hand up to squeeze her breasts. Keeping her gaze on him the whole time.

He moaned as he squeezed those perfect bosoms once more.

She straddled over him, feeling his hard member twitch with excitement. Her eyes leaning in as she kissed him passionately. She was a goddess and he was merely there for her enjoyment. He was glad of it.  Her hand ran aver his face, through his hair. He thanked god he was sitting, because he wasn't sure he would have remained on his feet.

A strange felling indeed, his body turning to jelly. She had no idea of the power she had over him.

Pen, adjusted her position letting him glide into her. He let out a gasp. As she started to rock. Pen pulled Bens arms around her, to hold her bottom. She kissed his neck, and lingered her breath to his ear. "I want you Benedict"

Ben squeezed her, motioning her faster.

She was in complete control and Ben was merely a slave to his passions.

She kissed down his cheek and whispered softly "Harder Ben"

Ben was only too pleased to oblige.

He felt like only a moment had passed and she laid on his bed. Gripping his sheets.

Her hands moved over his back. Then nicely planted themselves on his bottom motioning him to move faster.

Benedict Kissed her breast. Moving faster within her. She widened herself to him. When he thought the moment would be over. She tightly wrapped her legs around him. Angling herself with even more pleasure.

"Harder"

He thrusted with all his might

"Harder" she repeated, with a more forceful tone.

Ben kissed her moan. Nibbling on her bottom lip as she screamed in ecstasy. Then he was lost in her. Catching his breath, while looking down at the beautiful lady who had charmed his so.

Benedict's eyes flew open. His skin hot. His hand wet. His mind was tying to calm down.

Just a dream.

Just a dream.

Benedict was a man who loved taking control in love making but Pen. The idea of her being in control as she was as Lady Galway was a huge turn on.

He took a few hours before his mind silenced and he felt more composed.

My god. That woman.

BRIDGERTON DRAWING ROOM

"Benedict, finally you are up" Hyacinth spoke with a hint of excitement.

"What did I miss?"

"Miss Penelope came to visit you, but you would not wake up. Mother said she knocked but could hear strange sounds beyond your door and thought you sick"