Ben Hardy Imagines xo

jelousy-ben hardy- part 4

He knew he wouldn't last long, he could feel the release approaching like a freight train, but at the same time, Ben was not about to cum first. Detaching their lips from the heavy kiss the pair had been engaged in, he licked the pad of his thumb and brought it between them.
The second Y/N felt him touch her clit, she saw white. Her vision blurred at the edges and the hold she had had on Ben's arms became so strong, her nails broke his skin in places. Instantly, she wanted to apologize, guilt settling in her chest, but the movement of his finger became more erratic and without a warning, she was cumming all over him.
It was like the orgasm had been pulled from somewhere deep within her soul, for she had never actually felt on the verge of passing out. Y/N screamed Ben's name into the dark and if he hadn't had a hold on her body, she would have most likely fallen off the bed, her thighs and stomach spasming so hard.
Ben shut his eyes, forehead scrunching up as Y/N squeezed him so painfully hard, she almost pushed his member out of her, but instead, he trust up a few more times and let bliss take over his body.
She felt him release, hot thick streams of cum filling her up and painting every inch of her walls. Ben remained like that- still buried to the hilt inside her warm and now leaking center- for what felt like an eternity, but not nearly enough, before Y/N rolled off of him, a whine of discontent making its way into the air that smelled of sex and love.
"Do you think anyone heard us?" Y/N asked, already being pulled back to dreamland by Ben's steadying heartbeat.
"Well, if they did, then they will definitely know, who made you feel that good."
And with a snort, Y/N closed her eyes.
***
Lucy's head was laying on Rami's sweaty chest, both of their breathing laboured.
"Do you think they heard us?" she asked, big eyes drooping closed from the activities they had taken part in.
Rami shrugged, pulling Lucy's body closer and together they fell asleep.
***
Joe's eyes were wide as he stared at the ceiling.
"I hate my life," he muttered and turned to the side, just in case his neighbours decided to go at it again, placing a pillow over his head. No matter which pair.
:) end of series