Troubled Temptations

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

What the hell is he doing now? I hear movement in Benji's room and quiet voices talking. He's talking to Benjamin and it makes my heart swell with joy. He's trying to bond with my boy and I couldn't be more grateful. Anthony is finally accepting Benjamin.

A few minutes later my bedroom door opens and Anthony walks in with a glass of water in his hand.

"Where's Benjamin?" I'm a bit surprised that he's back here alone since I was expecting both of them to come here.

"He's watching cartoons in the living room, the boy couldn't be happier," Anthony says with pride and closes the door behind him. He's clearly proud of himself that he handled the situation with Benjamin.

He places the glass of water on my bedside table and removes his jeans. He's only in his boxers now, with a huge bulge still there. I can feel my eyes almost popping out of my head. What is he doing now? I can't possibly have sex with him now that Benjamin is awake. My door doesn't even have a lock on it.

"Oh baby, don't look so surprised," he says with a wide smile, sliding himself onto the bed close to me, and pulling my blanket over us.

"The way I see it, the boy is occupied and happy, and now it's his mommy's turn to be occupied and happy," he whispers and starts where he left off, kissing my neck again.

I can't deny that the adrenaline rush of getting caught makes me light up even faster than before. I realize it's inappropriate to have sex while my son is awake, but I can't hold myself together anymore. I want Anthony, and I need him in the most primal way possible.

"I didn't plan it like this, and it's a shame we don't have much time," Anthony says and moves his face lower. He gathers the front of my T-shirt in his hand, revealing my breasts.

"Ohhh," he gasps at the sight in front of him and kisses each of my nipples, "we're going to make this quick, but we're definitely going to make this one count," he lands his whole mouth on my breast while caressing it with his free hand.

I buck my hips, and I can't control my body anymore. Soft moans are escaping my mouth and I'm shifting beneath his touch. I feel myself building, my lower body tightening in anticipation.

He moves his knee between my thighs, slowly separating them. Then lets my breast go and moves his hand lower, tugging my panties with his hand as he caresses my thigh. I'm naked from shoulders to knees under him. His fingers touch my skin where it hasn't been touched yet.

"Baby, I know you want me," he says while leaving little kisses on his trail up to my lips again, "and you can't possibly even imagine how fucking much I want you," he adds and presses his perfect lips to mine.

His kiss is so passionate and so deep, that it makes me build even quicker, and I can feel the long-forgotten feeling of coming close. I want to keep hearing his voice while doing this, as it's the final push I seem to need.

He thrusts his tongue into my mouth, finding mine. His hand moves from my thigh to my womanhood, only one finger grinding over it. My hips lift off the bed, his caress is so welcome.

"Baby, you're so ready for me," he murmurs, breaking our kiss, "it's time. You're going to come for me, but not like this."

He completely lets go of me and rolls over, totally taking me by surprise. I whimper in disagreement but smile a moment later when I see he's retrieved a foil packet from his jeans pocket. I don't even have condoms here, I didn't even think of buying any. It's good that he's prepared.

He stands up and removes his boxers completely. It's like I'm looking at the statue of David, except there's no disappointment between his legs. Every part of him, especially his manhood is perfect. He's so confident in his body, proud of his nakedness. He slides on the condom and quickly shuffles himself underneath the blanket again.

He moves his perfect body on top of me, his tip hovering close to me.

"This is absolutely the least fun position," he says and kisses me gently, "but I wouldn't want Benjamin to catch us doing heavy acrobatics here."

"Ahhh." I can't wait any longer. I need him. I want to be united with him in the deepest way possible.

He keeps kissing my lips, then moves to my neck again and I can't accept his slow torture any longer. I grab his buttocks and pull him towards me, but he fights back.

"So eager, huh?" he chuckles.

"I want you," I manage to whisper through my panting. As if on cue, he generously grants me what I've been wishing for so long.

In one swift move of his hips, he's completely in me, again, surprising me with his quick domination over me. Another moan escapes me, louder this time.

"Oh baby, you feel so fucking good," he growls, but he doesn't move, "I need you to keep quiet, though."

I know he won't move until I oblige, so I nod.

He kisses me again, this time with full force and need. He starts moving his hips, first slowly, but gradually picking up his pace. He knows exactly what he's doing, bringing me closer with each thrust.

I'm so close, too close to hold back. I grab his toned biceps when my back arches off the bed. I moan again, and he stops moving. Making me disappointed and a little bit frustrated.

"Quiet, baby," he commands but picks up his pace without waiting for my response this time.

"Oh baby, I'm so fucking close," he grabs one of my breasts while steadying himself on top of me with his other arm.

His hot palm caressing my chest seems to be the last drop to my chalice, tipping me completely over the edge. My orgasm is ripping through my body, while Anthony's mouth lands on mine, silencing my loudest moans. A few more thrusts are all he needs to be undone with me. He stills as he finds his happy ending, then collapses on top of me, equally out of breath.

"Baby, you are heaven," he whispers and kisses my shoulder, "you are an angel sent from above."

I can't speak. I can't move. I still relish the moment he has granted me so generously. I stroke his messy hair, as we keep panting and coming down from our climaxes.