Slugger (Sequel to 'The Jet') Benny Rodriguez

Chapter 15

"Eres tan fuerte mi amor..." You breathed heavily, trying to form your words without stumbling.

'You are so strong, my love...'

"Me das mi fuerza." Benny responded. His movements in and out were driving both you and him crazy. He had you pressed against the wall inside the shower, making love to you slowly, carefully.

'You give me my strength..."

The sensations Benny drove through you were amazing, and mixed with the heat of the shower and steam, you felt like you were melting into the wall.

Benny kept his rhythm steady, increasing his pace in a perfect timing. He had made love to you so many times he had it down to a science. He knew every inch of you, inside and out. He knew exactly what he was doing. He knew how to make you squirm beneath him or beside him, without even having to try. He knew that he was the only one that could make you feel this way, and that wasn't just his pride. He truly was the only one who could ever in a million years give you the pleasure you needed to satisfy you. That and much, much more.

It went vise versa. You knew that no other girl on this green earth could even try to make him feel the way you did. There wasn't competition for either of you, because you were perfectly matched. You were both puzzle pieces that were so complex that the only other piece that could ever fit would be your other half.

Benny had his face burried into your neck, chanting your name over and over like a prayer.

His pace finally got to the point where the whole bathroom echoed with the sound of his hips against you. The shower may have been loud, but not louder than you.

You couldn't even try to hold back a sound, even if you wanted to. You never would want to anyways, for Benny hit places inside you that you didn't even know existed, and you always let him hear your moans to let him know how good he made you feel.

Most girls around faked satisfaction when having sex with their partner. You never had to. Benny was too good.

You tried your best to hold in your release, for you knew he wasn't there yet.

You squeezed shut your eyes and kept letting the sensations through every ounce of your body, letting it infect you with deep, unfiltered pleasure.

You couldn't help but yell his name, and telling him how close you were. You were more than close, you were pressing your limit.

"Me too love...." He tried to say, but the last part broke as he let out a breathy groan.

"Acabar conmigo." You managed to get out. Those words must have sent him over the edge because he went as hard as he could, only lasting a few more thrusts before he collapsed against you, pressing your back flush against the wall, with no room to move. He released his seed into you, feeling you tighten around him as you hit your release.

'Finish me.'

He let your legs down from around his waist, letting you stand on the ground. You nearly tell over from the weekness in your knees, but he caught and steadied you, chuckling a little.

"Maybe I should hold back next time. You gotta walk around a lot at the place we're going." He told you. He said he wouldn't give any hints as to where you were going, although he'd given you several.

"Never hold back, I can handle it." You tried to seem convincing, but he didn't buy it. "I'm fine, see?"

You tried to stand on your own without his help, but again, your legs became jelly, and you began to stumble against him.

"Yes I see, perfectly fine. Maybe I should push you around in Vivi's stroller." He rolled his eyes before pulling you against him again.

You looked up at him and how he looked in the moment. His wet hair, forming some curls against his forehead. His broad chest, which started becoming more toned and muscular by the week. His wide shoulders, big and buff from all his training. His perfectly tan skin, that seemed even darker in the light of the bathroom.

His eyes that seemed to never change, even since the day you met him. They were still the same beautiful color and shape, sending chills through you whenever you looked directly into them.

He was so big now, as he was now much taller than you, and towered over your smaller form with his muscular body. He wasn't exactly skinny as a kid, but he wasn't bulky by any means. He was practical, built for playing baseball. The only difference you could note now was the six pack that was very defined, and probably his pad-like shoulders. His height in comparison to you hadn't changed too much since you were kids, after all, you'd always been tall yourself.

You didn't notice, for you were too busy gawking at him, but he was doing the same thing with you, looking you over and picking out differences that have occurred in your features over the years.

"Te amo mi amor. Eres mi mundo entero..." He trailed off, leaving you speechless.

You couldn't help but blank in words, for his just meant so much to you...

"Te amo, siempre." Was all you could muster. However, it was enough to give Benny chills down his spine.

'I love you, my love... You are my entire world.'

'And I love you, always."

When I first started writing the first book, I listened to this song a lot... it's the song that inspired their phrase 'i love you, always..' I thought I'd share because I think it's a beautiful song that describes them perfectly.

So say we'll be always, always. Say it will be you and me till the old days.
Let us be always, always. Through the highs and the lows we'll be always....