Sugar

ch 12 >:)

I gasp as he throws me down onto the bed, straddling me before pausing for a moment, taking in my naked form.

He smirks, no doubt feeling my heart racing under his fingertips, "You're trembling. Excited?"

I nod anxiously, heaving through my teeth. "Can't blame you for being nervous, but you don't have to worry, I'll be gentle. You trust me right?"

"Yeah I- I trust you." His eyes roam over me, he runs his hands down my body, gently pulling my thighs apart and shifting my underwear to the side.

"Good, that's good. Just relax okay?" I gasp as his fingers run down before sinking into me, he quickly clasps a hand over my mouth, "Shh, Shh... I Know." He murmurs, kissing my forehead.

My eyes snap open as I hear people chatting and laughing as they come upstairs, I'd honestly forgotten there was a party going on, I look back to Benjamin, my eyes wide.

He grins, leaning in closer to whisper in my ear, "That's right, they could hear us you know.."

I feel dizzy and overrun with need as he keeps the pace up, my stifled moans only becoming more desperate. He peppers kisses along my neck and chest, this time biting hard enough to leave bruises, "God, you're needy, aren't you?"

"Mhm" I mumble drunkenly though his hand before freezing from the sound of a knock at the door; "Benji you in here man?" He hesitates before calling back, his voice betraying none of the situation. "Yeah, What's up?"

The voice calls back, "People are looking for you man, you good?" Panic flicks across my expression but he looks relaxed, like he thinks this is funny.

He leans in, his voice low, "Set their mind at ease." I bite onto his neck, shaking my head, begging for some sort of mercy, but he only raises an eyebrow at me.

"We- fuck.. We'll be there in a minute!" His fingers press into me harder, his touch deliberate.

"Tell them we're busy." I bite my lip and whine in protest, I'm so breathless.. There's no way he seriously thinks they won't know.

"We're-" I gasp, "busy!" Bladee can't help but chuckle, he murmurs reassuringly, his voice low and quiet, so that only I can hear it. "Very good." I groan, covering my face as the person retreats from the door, "You want them to know.."

He hooks his fingers up sharply, his tone slightly mocking, "Oh, I do. I really, really do."

I lean up to kiss him, bucking my hips as I reach down. Our eyes stay locked as he spits on his hand and guides himself in, which is met with a deafening moan.

He presses his hips forward, slowly. I throw my head back, hyperventilating and shaking.

"Look at me. I want to see you."

I struggle to meet his gaze, my brows knotted and my mouth open. I grasp his back, my nails scraping his skin as he gets faster and rougher, his breathing ragged.

"Fuck.." I whimper, my voice strained, "I- I might cum.." I feel him grin against my lips, "Go on then."

I moan and flinch, pulling his face into my neck. I convulse against him, he lets out a strangled moan against my skin.

We stay still, slick with sweat and panting before I start giggling, "I'm so happy.." He gently brushes a loose strand of hair away from my face and presses a soft kiss against my forehead, his voice low and sincere, "Me too. I'm so happy."