"Would you let me take the car?" Alita blinked at Benson as she pulled away from him. "Right now, you can take whatever you want and it wouldn't matter as long as you are as happy as you make me," Benson muttered. She smirked and wrapped her hands around her neck. She pulled him closer, raised her heels, and kissed him as her body mashed against his. She pulled her face from his and said, "Thanks... you make me happy, BA.""Same, Alita," he smiled after cupping her face in his hand. "You can take whatever you want in my life as long as you are mine through and through," he peered into her eyes and pecked her head, then pressed her head to his chest. She fit perfectly under his jaw. "I love you, Benson Astor," she muttered in a moan. "I love you too," he said in a rasp."I want to stay here and hug you all day but I have to go see my mum now if we are going to that party that I dread so much," she said as she listened to his heartbeat."You dread it?" He asked, pulling out of the h
77As Martha walked back to the car, she brought out the phone and examined it."How did she get this?" She asked herself and then raised her head to John who was already standing by the car. "It's Ana's," she added."What the hell? How come we didn't get this amongst her belongings? How does she have it?" John shook his head side to side as he flickered the phone in his hand, looking straight at Martha."I have no idea. Don't look at me like that," she raised her chin and entered the car."This just keeps getting more interesting. I feel like we can land a big one with this one," he said as he sat in the driver's seat after opening the door."It feels bigger and shadier than what meets the eyes," she said and pursed her lips. "And she is rooting for Mr. Astor," she nodded."Actually," John said keeping his eyes on the road."You think she actually saw her?" Martha said, pale-faced as she turned to look at John."We don't really know for sure. We still don't know her angle in this so
John staggered to the table as her weight pulled him forward. He set her on the table as they smooched their lips while thie4 hands ransacked their bodies to take off every piece of clothing in their way.He inclined his head and dug into her neck smothering kisses and nibbles on her pale skin. She moaned and pressed his head down on her neck, urging him to do more.She pushed him away from her and stared at him for a bit and then said, "Take your pants off and then take mine off." She peered into his eyes with a deep longing in hers. Her body had missed and long-needed the storing he was giving her.She had masturbated a few times to blow off some steel but it never did her any good afterward. It just made her hornier to the point of fierce frustration that only amplified her loneliness. She couldn't picture herself fucking another man. Her husband always came to mind and the thought of him at those moments mellowed the flames in her body. But that only lasted a few days and over tim
"I know you're thinking I am crazy and you would have never imagined any of this happening but…" Martha looked down at his cock slowly slipping out of her as it softened. She wrapped her hands around his hips and pulled him closer until there was no space between the -skin to skin. She giggled and looked up at him, saying, "the part where you cum inside me is icing on the cake for me.His eyes grew bigger and he inclined his head. "This is a different person than the Martha Stewart I know. How you jumped on me like that… and I'm still in your grip. You have really strong thighs," he said nodding his head."Don't judge a book by its cover and leave my strong thighs to yoga," she smiled smugly to herself."Right," he pursed his lips and said, "I won't forget in a hurry. You wouldn't even let me out of you. That's just greedy.""Yes, I am greedy. You've got to be greedy if you have stayed four years without sex," she blinked numerously and then looked away from his face."That explains w
"You took your time," the corner of Benson's mouth quirked as he turned to Alita's direction after hearing her come in. "You damn precious time," he turned his head back to his phone."Hey…" Alita drawled, making a steeple of her fingers in front of her and taking long nervous steps toward him. "My mum's a little clingy… and she didn't give a tinker's damn when I told her I didn't have much time to stay with her. She wouldn't stop telling me how nice Dr. Chris had been to her recently," she looked downward thoughtfully and continued, saying, "Uncomfortably nice…" she sneered and raised her face to Benson when she was a few inches away from him. "I'm sorry, okay, I tried but she wouldn't let me go I just couldn't leave her. And I stopped on my way back to give a phone to a friend of mine who dearly needed it… that one is on me. I am sorry," she knelt before him.She jerked himself off the couch and extended his hands to grab her hands and pull her up. "Don't fucking kneel, Alita," he t
"What the actual fuck, Benson?" Anita screamed, splaying her hands in the air as she skipped to the bed where Benson had carefully laid the dress he had Luke bring to the house for her. She screamed and turned to look at him when she was about a foot away from the dress. "I was scared you be this outrageous with getting me a dress to wear," she hugged herself after waving her hand over the length of the dress. "But then, outrageous us really beautiful, though I am ultimately terrified of wearing this," she placed her palm on her chest as it thumped against her ribs as though It'll break out of the cage."I hoped you would like it," Benson said, nervously ruffling his hands through his hair as he slightly bounced on his foot. He pocketed his hands and to a few steps away from the door and closed it behind him. "So… uh, do you like it?""Are you kidding me? This is a sleeveless chapel designer evening gown with a thigh-high side slit and a lot of shiny…" her eyes bulged and her jaw sank
What the hell? Why would you ask me that? I know you can’t… what do I say now?Alita blinked her eyes as she stretched herself up and slowly turned to look at him, blinking in confusion. Her legs were still shaking but she managed to plant wobbly steps, looking at the wet floor before placing each step so she wouldn't slip. When she was close enough to feel his breath on her face she asked, “Why are you asking me that now?” She twisted her face and pushed her lips forward as she wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled his face to hers and kissed him to cover up her storming nerves.She was a wreck inside but kept calm outside. She peered into his eyes, waiting for him to say something.He sighed and pecked her lips and then said, “By the laws of nature you are supposed to get pregnant if I cum inside you but your stomach has supernaturally stayed flat and you never say anything about it. I have been wanting to talk about it for some time now but…”“Okay,” she drawled and heaved.
"Oh my God, I slept?" Martha moaned as she forced her eyes open after waking up from a long-desired sleep. "I'm…we are in my freaking. How I get here from the…" she smiled, looking at him. "You carried me," she raised her fingers to her lips and jerked her head to the side."I had to. You were out after… you know what," John said with a coy smile and looked away. "It is the only way to get you to the bed so here we are," he added, cocking his head.She blushed and looked down and instantly became away she was naked under the sheets. "Fuck, I am naked?" She raised her face to his, covering her mouth with her hand. Her eyes bulged as she peered at him, waiting for some legislative explanation for her naked state that is not out of the longing to see her completely naked. It’s one thing to have naked sex with someone, but having them see every inch of your body and compare you with some hypothetical dream girl in their head is something else. A man is the most judgemental when standing b