Benny Watts Imagines

Hotel Room P2

As the elevator doors slid open, Benny stepped inside, his eyes fixed on the floor numbers above the door. He pressed the button for the top floor, his mind already racing ahead to the night that lay ahead. Once the doors opened on his floor, Benny strode out into the quiet hallway, his footsteps echoing off the walls as he made his way to his room. He slipped the key card into the slot, and the door swung open with a soft click. Benny stepped inside, closing the door behind him and locking it with a satisfying snap. He shed his jacket, hanging it over the back of a chair before moving to the minibar. With a flick of his wrist, he popped open a bottle of wine,

Benny changed his shirt, fixed his hair, and added a little cologne while he waited for her, making sure his hotel room bed and sofa looked as cosy as possible. His eyes roamed the room, checking every detail one last time. He fluffed up the pillows on the couch, smoothing out the blankets to create an inviting nest. A faint smile played on his lips as he thought about how he wanted to seduce Y/n, to draw her in with subtle touches and whispered promises.

Just as he was starting to feel restless, Benny heard a soft knock on the door.

His heart skipped a beat as he set his glass down, his hands reaching for the lock with a sense of anticipation. he opened the door to see Y/n,

Wearing now a pair of tall black dagger heels, tight fishnets, and a white bodycon dress that hugged every inch of her body,

Benny's eyes widened as he took in the sight of her, his mouth drying slightly as he felt a surge of desire course through him. The dress seemed to be painted onto her, accentuating every inch of her physique. He stood there, frozen in place, as Y/n gave him a sultry smile and a slow blink, her eyes seeming to dare him to come closer.

"Come in." he breathed, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine.

she headed inside his hotel room without a word keeping him in this strained state,

Benny's eyes followed the sway of her hips, his gaze lingering on the tantalising glimpse of skin visible beneath the hem of her dress. He closed the door behind her, the soft click echoing through the room as he turned to face her. His eyes never left hers, drinking in the sight of her as she moved towards him, a sly smile playing on her lips. All his plans of slow seduction left him and all he wanted was his hands on her body. He reached out, his hand cupping the back of her neck, his thumb tracing the curve of her jawline. "You're making me want things I shouldn't,"

"am I?" She teased him

Benny's grip on her neck tightened, his fingers digging gently into the tender flesh as he pulled her closer. His lips brushed against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. "Oh, you have no idea what you're doing to me," He nipped at the lobe of her ear, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. Benny's fingers trailed down her neck, his palms skimming across the tops of her shoulders before drifting lower, running down her body until his hands slipped beneath the hem of her dress. His thumbs danced along the edges of her lace panties, teasing the sensitive skin as he pulled her closer "Tell me something," he whispered, his lips inches from hers, "something that makes you wet." His fingers slipped further under the fabric, stroking the delicate folds of her pussy with a gentle, probing motion.

she scoffed a moment, "Something that makes me wet?" She cooed "... The thought of your head between my legs" she growled

Benny's eyes flashed with desire, his pupils dilating as he gazed at her. He chuckled low in his throat, the sound husky and seductive, as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her flush against him. "That's...something that can be arranged," he whispered, his lips brushing against her earlobe as he spoke. He turned her to face him and quickly dipped his head, his mouth closing over hers in a fierce kiss, their tongues tangling together in a passionate dance. As they kissed, his hands slid down her body, cupping her ass through the thin fabric of her dress. "I'm going to make you scream my name," he growled, his voice muffled by their kiss.