Remember When...?

3.

Ally

"When did it occur to you that he was just using you for sex?" Molly asked.

I frown, not wanting to call it that. But that's exactly what it was.

"Around month five." I reply.

"How did that make you feel?" She asked.

"It made me feel worthless. I thought what we were doing was what he wanted." I explain, wiping at some unshed tears. "Me, being a dumbass and knowing that he didn't want anything serious, kept giving in to his needs. And being that I was with the team for every game, there was no way I could avoid him."

She nodded.

"I was so naive to everything. I knew I wasn't worth his time, but he continued to reassure me that I was. And that's really all any woman wants, reassurance that she's the only one." I explain. "But I wasn't."

She tilted her head to the side in question.

"I was in competition with Kendall Jenner." I mumble.

Molly winced at that.

Yeah sis, I know.

* * *

Once again, Ally stood before Ben. This time fully clothed.

"Come here, I wanna show you something." He exclaimed.

Ally obeyed, walking up to him slowly.

"Sit right here." He demands, patting his lap.

Ally hesitated. Ben looked up at her expectantly, contemplating her next move.

"On your lap?" She questioned. "Why?"

Ben just blinked, not answering her question. He wasn't one to speak much unless he was giving demands.

"Take your pants off." He said, ignoring her question.

Ally internally groaned, unbuttoning her ripped jeans. She pulled them down her thighs, then stepped out of them once they reached her ankles.

"Sit. Down." He demanded.

Ally swallowed, doing as told. She figured he meant to straddle him, so that's exactly what she did. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she put one leg on each side of him. Then she sat down, that way she was sitting on his lap.

Ben gripped the underneath of her thighs, pulling her chest to chest. Once again, the proximity was the least of her problems. It's what was underneath her that took her breath away.

"Don't be afraid of it Ally, it's not going to hurt you." He reassured.

Ally swallowed as his dick pressed to her core firmly.

"W-What if it does hurt?" She asked.

"I'll make sure it doesn't." He replied, gripping the bottom of her shirt. "Up."

Ally raised her arms up, allowing him to take her shirt off. At the first sign of skin, Ben connected his lips to it; her bare shoulder. His lips travelled to her collar bone, leaving a few bites and marks. Ally moaned.

He left a few kisses at the top of her breast, slipping his left hand up to the back of her bra. He unclipped it, letting it drop between them. Without hesitation, his mouth was connected to her left nipple.

"Shit." Ally mumbled, gripping onto his shoulders.

His other hand slipped into her panties, feeling her up; his fingers slipping into her easily.

"Ugh!" Ally moaned, throwing her head back in pleasure.

Ben worked simultaneously, pleasuring her in both aspects. His mouth doing wonders on her left breast and his right hand pumping fingers in and out of her at a quick pace.

Ben enjoyed hearing her moan, it gave him more of a reason to satisfy her. She was slowly losing her mind and he was enjoying every second of it.

Ally began to rotate her hips on his hand when Ben switched from her left breast to her right, giving it the same attention as the other. Nothing in the world could compare to how she was feeling at that moment. Ben was definitely pleasing her well.

"Mmmm." Ally whimpered when he curled his fingers inside of her. That was her breaking point.

"Oh god!" She exclaimed.

Ben knew exactly what she was feeling, so he rubbed at her clit. As she released her juices onto his hand, he continued to rub her through her orgasm. Ally whimpered again as tears pricked her eyes.

Pulling his fingers from her panties, Ben lifted her up and laid her onto the bed. Gripping both sides of her panties, he pulled them off and tossed them to the side. He got down on his knees and blew on her core, which made her whimper and squirm.

He pulled her closer to the edge of the bed and wrapped his arms around her thighs securely. He left a kiss on her second set of lips, listening to her moan.

"Look at me." He demanded.

Ally looked directly into his brown eyes.

"Keep your eyes on me." He spoke.

Ally nodded, watching him leave kisses on her inner thigh. After that, he went straight for the kill. Licking, sucking, and blowing. Kissing on her clit, leaving lines of his saliva on her core. Making sure she got the full experience of being eaten out.

Ally couldn't do anything but moan. She arched her back off the bed every time he sucked at her clit. His tongue was working wonders on her bundle of nerves and he wasn't letting up either. She was going on orgasm number three. At that point she was trying to get away.

"Open your eyes Ally." He muffled against her.

Ally struggled to open her eyelids. Her legs felt like jelly and her body was tiring out. Sweat coated her forehead from all the squirming she had done. Her breathing was labored and her hair was a tangled up mess.

"B-Ben I-I can't t-take anymore." She whined, pushing at his head.

Him nibbling on her clit released one last orgasm. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she breathed heavily. Ben sucked up all of her juices, satisfied with himself for making her cum four times in a span of 30 minutes.

Ben disappeared into his bathroom to get a rag and clean her up. Ally remained on the bed, almost paralyzed from the pleasure she just endured.

Ben Simmons' tongue was a god.

* * *

"Do you regret it?" She asked.

"Not at that moment, no. I was satisfied." I respond. "But now that I think about it...I do."

"How come?" She asked.

"Because during the time we were sexually involved, I could've been with someone who actually cared about what I felt." I explain. "I would've been able to build a connection with someone who reciprocated what I felt. Not use me for my body."

She nods.

"In the beginning, all was well. Then around Month five is when everything began to get weird. At that time, he was on and off with Kendall." I say. "I didn't know about it, but I should've known something was up. He just...wasn't the same Ben anymore."

"Do you think things would've remained the same had he never met Kendall?" She asked.

"Oh of course. But you know those Jenner's and Kardashian's." I exclaim. "They get the man every time."

They always get the man.