Sixty-six
He was leaning against the wall holding my sweater in his hands, as if he had been there for a long time watching me.
— B—Benjamin! — I stutter awkwardly. —o—what are you doing here?
He doesn’t say anything. He keeps looking down at me, looking for the right words.
— Why did you stop?
"God, what have I done to deserve this?"
— You won’t answer me?
"As confusing and unlikely as it is, if I could, I’d go down that drain right now..."
Then he walks towards me through the door of the box.
— O—what are you doing? —I watch you get wet.
— Entering the shower! — he said taking off his clothes.
"Fuck!"
— Ben...is...me —
I am taken by a fast kiss, when his strong body pulls me to him, pulling the towel from my hands.
— Tell me what he was thinking while touching himself under the shower? — he asked biting my lips.
One part of me really wants to punch him in the face after what he did to me, but the other one just shudders to feel his body so close.
— Was it me I was thinking about? — asked down his hand by my body.
I can punch him now, or definitely accept that my body screams for this man every time it sees him. Accept that it was impossible to say no to him, or run away from his charm.
— Ben... my voice comes out trembling.
He puts his other hand on my neck and approaches my ear, pulling my perfume with an absurd delicacy.
— Tell me what you were thinking under the shower... —asks gently squeezing my butt. — Was it my dick coming in and out again and again from inside you? — he said sucking my neck.
— Yes... a sigh.
He comes very close to my intimacy, touching it in a crazy way.
— So hot... whispered.
We’d be willing to torch that bathroom if we had to.
— Can I ask you something?
He touches my point, while demanding the sound of my voice, just to see me moan.
— I already know... grumble against your mouth.
— Then tell me to listen!
He lifts my legs putting around his waist, using the wall behind us as a support for my back.
— Silence! — I say with my arms around your neck.
— That!
Slowly, he sticks his cock in me, making us both moan.
— Fuck... —snorted. What did you do to get so wet?
He increases the thrusts and I hold on to him stronger.
— C—continue... I ask softly.
— You don’t get tired, do you? —Moaned, getting stronger.
— No...please more...more!
He increases the strength with which he puts in my intimacy, sinking his thick limb. He swallows me, consumes me, slips through my wet pussy by hitting my G—spot.
— Fuck! — he muttered.
He wasn’t going to last long, not in that position having my whole body to him. His cock was already too big inside me, hot, throbbing. Her moans even higher than mine, as her speed grew.
— Can I come inside?
"Why is he asking me this now?"
— Do what you want, I just want you to hit harder!
That said, he sticks me more willingly to the wall, putting everything to the bottom. At the same time a scream escapes me, ends up leaving without I could hold.
— Mila! — scolded me.
— Why—why...why can’t I moan?
— There are people in the house!
— I don’t give a damn!
He looks at me like a predator and shoves it more willingly making me jump over his limb. One hand makes sure my head doesn’t hit the wall and the other covers my mouth while your thick thighs have me jumping in your lap.
It crosses me, eats me with its grandeur and thickness causing a much bigger sound than my mouth could make. My butt hits, hits again, and again harder. The sound of him pounding on your legs as his penis goes all over me, crashing into the water causing violent beats. The way I liked it.
— God! — He’s turned horny. — I’ll come!
— That’s...
I was gonna come too, it was gonna be a blast, the hottest explosion in the world mixed with hot shower water.
— FUCK! — cried, at the same time that his penis jumped inside me, squirting his hot milk.
As soon as I feel him filling me, my clitoris combusts.
— Ah, this love...this, come to me!
I soak it with my pussy and the amount of cum inside it makes my slit leak our liquids, with it still inside me. I feel his milk spill through my hole, leaking on the tight sides, until it runs through his cock and drips on the floor.
— V—you are perfect! —panting embraced in your body.
He calmly descends me, looking into my eyes.
— Are you tired? — he asked kissing me.
— N—no! — I really wasn’t. — I’m just hungry, very hungry!
He enters a black hole inside his mind and during the time that wanders through his thoughts, he is watching me with a doubtful expression.
— It’s...you...you didn’t eat anything last night, or ate it? — he spoke with arched eyebrows. — We spent all night in the library...
— I ate in the morning, but —
He takes my hand, while sitting on a bench inside the box, made to enjoy the sauna. His arms pull my body towards him, sitting on his thick thighs.
— What are you doing?
— I want you to feed on me!
"Hi?"
— What? — I force my feet to get up, but he holds me holding me back. — Release me, Benjamin!
— What did I say wrong? — questioned me holding. — You’re hungry, aren’t you?
— Yes...but...but that’s not safe. I can’t feed on you!
— But you already drink my blood, Mila. Only he feeds you. What’s the difference?
— The difference is that I drink your blood in a glass, not straight from your neck!
— What bullshit! — grumbled. — What are you afraid of?
"Of everything!"
— Nothing at all!
— So mo —
— No! — I’m rude. — Can you let me go?
— There should be no difference between biting me and biting a human! — he explained. — unless you are afraid of something...
— Yes I am! — I assume. — Everyone I bit is no longer alive!
"Except for the Piter!"
— I will not die!
— Still! — I get angry.
— Mila, please, just...
"What the hell!"
For some reason my mouth and my brain don’t cut a deal. I can deny it a thousand times in an attempt not to look like a monster, but my head can scream two thousand times louder, begging me to stick my teeth in it, showing who I really am.
— And...what if I hurt you? — I calculate the route before I take it.
— Then I’ll stop you!
"Does it really stop?"
— I promise! — he tries to reassure me.
Still hesitant, he drags me by his wet legs, sticking my naked body to his. One of his hands goes up my spine causing a slight shiver on the surface of my skin, coming up with his fingers behind my neck.
— Let’s... murmured in my ear.
He was very good, his influence really took effect. Benjamin was a born dominator, who could effortlessly make anyone, man and woman, kneel at his feet with just one look.
It didn’t take much for him to convince me to bite him, because he had everything in his favor. The environment, the weather we were in, the hot water, our bodies without any clothes and to worsen that countertop giving a perfect support.
— Trust in me!
I throw myself in your perfume without wavering this time, sticking my pointy teeth into your flesh.
"Heavens!"
I feel it vibrate beneath me the second I cross it, but it is a quiet vibration, which alarms at first adapting to that small pain.
"What a sensational taste!"
Hot, warm, extraordinarily at the right temperature.
— Sweet... whispering still sucking on your neck.
I have no idea what it feels like when angels are sitting in clouds, but I’m sure they’d be jealous of me now. The way I’m floating.
"Is that how people feel when they use drugs?"
That man is my Kryptonite. We were made for each other, with different particles. It’s uncontrollable what we have, no one would understand.
"We’re like lightning and thunder!"
Lethal when they collide, but also useless when they’re apart.
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— Mila?
— Enter Vi!
Vicent and I had an incredible relationship. At first it was crap, but as I stayed here our relationship matured.
We played with each other and we also made a lot of mess. He was my shoulder friend.
— Why aren’t you ready?
He sees me sitting on the bed, reading that book.
— Who says I’m not?
Black shorts, coat, hair down and my reading glasses on my face.
— I’m not in the Palace and it’s just a lunch with the same people as always!
— But the wizard is coming to see you!
— No, no! — I disagree. — He’s coming because of Falkor, not me!
— Okay, I won’t argue! — he gives up. — Come with me, you need to see what’s going on in the kitchen!
— Let me guess! — I touch my chin twice with a reflective look. —Piter burned the food!
He laugh.
— How do you know?
"Wow, did I hit it?"
— I didn’t know... I laugh.
— I doubt you’ll get the best part right! — he piques my curiosity.
— And there’s more?
— Benjamin took his apron and is now there in the kitchen, like a master chef!
— The...o...wait...did you say Benjamin?
"Lie!"
— Is Benjamin cooking? — I’m shocked.
— And in an apron! — he laughed.
— My God, I really need to see this!
I jump out of bed and go downstairs next to Vi.
— I’ve worked here my whole life and I’ve never seen him cook!
— I hope you didn’t throw the food Piter made in the trash!
There’s the Greek God. Black dress pants and white social blouse with a kind of vest in gray.
"Wow, he looks perfect in an apron!"
— What are you up to? — whispered in my ear.
Vincent and I were hiding behind the wall, watching Benjamin stir the stove.
— I’m not setting anything up, I’m just seeing who’s gonna win the fight!
— Fight? — asked stretching to look.
In a very funny way, Benjamin poked the buttons of the stove trying to light it. He rubbed his face, threw his hair back and snorted indignantly.
— VICENT! — shouted without seeing us hidden. — HOW LIGHTS THIS DAMN STOVE!
— I better get in there before he blows up the house!
— Calm down! — I prevent you from stretching my arm in front of you. — I will!
He nods and I come out from behind the wall like I don’t know anything.
— All right here? — I question cynically and he turns to me.
— Everything! — lied, analyzing me. — You look beautiful in glasses!
"Wow, I swore he’d fight with the simplicity of my costumes!"
— Oh...it’s...thank you...I...I was reading it! — I’m embarrassed. — But, what are you doing there?
I try to go to the stove, but he puts himself in front covering my views and the passage.
— I can’t see it?
— It’s a secret! — he said. — When the time comes you will know what it is!
— I get it...
Amazing how he lies so well, his face doesn’t even shake.
— Would you call Vincent, please?
— Why can Vincent help and I can’t?
— Don’t start with your dramas, Mila!
"Jesus, you took it hard!"
— Okay, sorry! — I’m ironic.
I turn to go get Vincent, but before I go through the door I decide to leave some of my poison behind.
— It won’t do you any good to keep pressing this little button if you don’t turn the valve to release the gas first!
Soon I hear the sound of electricity making the flame light up. He didn’t even bother to turn to me, the humiliation was such that he would never give me that taste.
— ARRIVED! — announced the entrance.
"Shit!"
The vampire quickly looks at me, conveying through his eyes a warning so that I would not worry about the arrival of the wives.
— VICENT, COME GET YOUR BAGS!
I didn’t go there, I really didn’t. I’d rather stand here in the kitchen than face them head on.
— I’m coming, ma'am!
— Everything will be fine! — whispered leaning on the counter.
"Do they know I’m here?"
"I wonder what Benjamin told them?"
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