Slugger (Sequel to 'The Jet') Benny Rodriguez

Chapter 18

You'd been sleeping in every morning for the past week, so today, when the alarm went off in your hotel room, you couldn't help but groan as you slapped the snooze.

Benny stirred awake beside you, slinging his arm around your bare body and pulling you close to him. He kissed your neck sweetly before moving his lips up to your ear.

"We gotta get up love... check out is at ten." He whispered. You melted into his touch, but still made an obnoxious grumbling sound at the thought of having to leave so early.

"But it's not even nine yet. Can't we stay in bed for a while longer?" You asked, turning over to face him. His droopy eyes made his eyelashes look longer. They fluttered a bit as he tried to open his eyes more.

"I'll let you sleep a bit longer if you want to. I can start packing everything up." He told you, beginning to sit up, but you pulled him back down to lay with you. He's turned over and now his back faced you.

"That defeats the whole purpose... you're supposed to stay in bed with me." You said, wrapping your arms around his waist, letting your fingers trail up his abs.   He let out a low groan when he felt your touch, and burried his face in his pillow.

You started pressing a trail of kisses from between his shoulderblades down to the middle of his back. His warm, tan skin made you think dirty thoughts, ones that usually you wouldn't give into. This time you would give in, only because you really did have plenty of time before you had to leave.

"Benny?" You asked curiously. He hummed in response, and you were almost scared to ask this. "Would you lay on your back for me?"

He turned his head around to look at you skeptically, but you rolled your eyes and pulled on his broad shoulders to lie on his back.

"What are you thinking?" He asked with narrowed eyes. His lips held a smirk, but you knew he was trying to be cool.

"Close your eyes." You said, but now his eyes widened in fake fear.

"This gonna be some kinky shit, huh?" He joked, but again you rolled your eyes and laughed.

"Says the guy who made me wear a blind fold for and hour and a half the other day." You retorted. He smiled and turned his head to face the ceiling while he nodded.

"Fair point." He replied, his eyes dropping closed like you told him to. You smirked to yourself before moving down the bed to where you were sat between his legs.

You lowered yourself, but he tensed when he felt how low you were going.

"If this is what I think it is, I ain't keeping my eyes closed." He replied, reaching his hand down to where he felt your head was and threading his fingers into your hair.

"If you open your eyes I'm not gonna do it." You replied, still sinking down till you were face to face with his growing member. You'd never attempted what you were about to, for you figured you just simply didn't know how. But you have to learn somehow.

"C'mon love, I wanna see." He begged, his voice rising an octave to pull your sympathy, but you were scared to let him watch. You had no idea of what you were doing.

"Rodriguez, you will be the death of me." You sighed.

"No, Rodriguez... You will be the death of me." He replied. You love it when he called you by his name. It was such a big deal that you took his last name, although some women nowadays would hyphenate their last name, you didn't want to. You wanted that part of him to always be apart of you. Now you hire his family name, because you were his family.

"Fine."

"Fine what?"

"Open your eyes."

"Atta girl."