Chapter 25: Benjamin

Jasper's POV

It was two weeks later when we finally find the rhythm to our daily activities. I thought my life would be clueless once I have Tara, but somehow Ben made it all okay. He's the glue, a small little insignificant unforeseeable piece of the puzzle that bonds the three of us together.

Tara's nursery was done, Ben has most of his stuff at my place, in my bedroom, our bedroom. My personal gym had been tucked away in a storage unit until I can find a bigger place to move all of us in one place.

"Everything is moving at a lightning speed, I'm still waiting for the other shoe to drop." My boyfriend said as he snuggled closer to my body. The phrase was still new, and yes, Ben and I are officially a couple as of last week.

Tara was down for her nap, it was a lovely Saturday afternoon where none of us was working and we were lying in bed in the comfort of each other's company. "Do I need to fuck your brain out again so you can stop with your negative thoughts?" I rest to my side, propped my head to my hand, and wait until his beautiful eyes met mine.

Benjamin grabbed my neck and suck my lips like we haven't seen each other in months. His hands were all over me, pressing his body flat to mine, giving friction to our cocks. I hate that breathing was mandatory cause I was sure as hell was reluctant to pull away for air. But he whined, making me chuckle and back to latching my lips, this time lower down to his neck, throat, then Ben let out a louder moan when I licked and tugged his pebbled nipple.

"Fuck, again... goddamn..."  his hands kept my body to his chest, and let out a sexy oomph. He parted his legs wider, putting more friction onto our cocks. "How much time do we have?" he asked, panting between our kisses.

"Hopefully another hour," I look at the clock and the baby monitor. "You wanna..."

"Fuck, yeah," he chuckled and I groaned when his hand reach down to stroke our cocks.

"How did...when did, damn it Benji, you're insatiable." I struggled with my words when his lubed hand gives pleasurable frictions, and his other hand squeezes my ass, making me grind him harder.

"On all fours," I groaned, roughly pulled him up making him gasp in delight. His beautiful sexy ass was propped, teasing me as he parted his thighs wider, inviting me for entrance and that's all it takes for me to slip my sheathed dick into him. His warmth, his tightness, his lustful moans, and seeing his knuckles grasp the sheets made me lose it. I smacked his ass, over and over, repeatedly, until they're pink.

"Jasper, oh my goddd..." my sexy boyfriend clenched my dick harder, choking my length while I finally give in to my dark desires, pulled out, and bite his ass cheek. "Ngggh... fuck!" my sweet Benji shuddered under me as if he could blow his load at any given moment. But seeing the bite mark, made me stop instinctively. It was too fucking much.

"I'm sorry, fuck, baby, I didn't, I shouldn't," Ben aroused the kink inside me that I've buried a long time ago. I haven't thought about taking a sub for years, not since I married the gold-digging bitch that flees with my money. And to think that he would be the perfect sub was driving me insane.

And after what he had just endured with his client, my kink should be the last thing he needs. The beautiful young man should be cherished instead of being sexually objectified by my fetish.

"Fuck me, Jasper, please..."

I looked at him, shook my head, then decided to turn him around, cupped his face, and shower him with deep passionate kisses. I could almost see his mind as he think about what had just happened.

"Ben, fuck, baby..." I growled when he swiftly move to straddled me, lowered himself to my cock, and sighed once I stretched him and he started moving his hips sensually, drawling his breath his blunt nails dig deep into my chest while he pace himself and rock my world, taking me so fucking close to my climax.

Benji slumped to my chest when he climaxed without even being touched. Fuck, so fucking hot! The tightness made me burst while holding his body, wrapping him in my embrace.

Minutes later my sweet Ben finally raised his face to look at me. "What happened, Jasper?" the worry was evident in his stare. I lay my hand to cup the back of his neck and give him more sweet kisses trying to delay whatever excuse I can give him.

I can't tell him the truth, I was not going to risk what we have and luckily Tara saved me when we heard her cry from the baby monitor.

"This will be continued." He stated, kissed my forehead and quickly put on his sweatpants, and went to Tara's room. I could hear his cooing to my daughter and I slumped back to my pillow.

Minutes later after getting dressed I followed him to the kitchen and found him holding Tara, propped her on his hip, and feed her with the other hand. "You're too kind for me, you know that right?" I whispered and kissed the backside of his neck and Tara giggle when she saw me peeking from behind him.

"Jasper, I know that. I'm also kind to little Tara." He smirked teasing me with his smile. "That's why we're going out for dinner tonight. Your treat, you hear that Tara? your daddy is going to dress up for dinner for once."

Benjamin looked satisfied with himself when I groaned at his suggestion, but then I remind myself that I need to follow through since I did say that he had been too kind and I was grateful to have him with us. The man actually laughed, put Tara's meal on the counter, and do a little dance making her giggle and his laughter resonates around the kitchen.

"Go shower, while I bathe and put her nice and warm clothes on." I held out my hands and he gave me little Tara. Benjamin pecked my cheek and I feel giddy on the inside seeing his smile almost reaching his cheeks.

"She likes anything pink and glittery, oh...her pink glitter Mary Jane's she likes those," Ben shouted from our bedroom.

I chuckled and kissed Tara's little chubby fingers. "Oh, you definitely need a bath, what did daddy Ben feed you kiddo?"

"Daddy! Ben!" she giggled and reached out when she was finished with her bath and dressed in her pink princess theme jumper and leggings. Ben was smiling, looking at us, leaning his body to Tara's door frame, looking devilishly handsome in his dark jeans and a simple denim shirt that looked perfect on him.

"Come here, princess, let Daddy go get change." He picked her up, twirl her, and let her laughter bounce around the walls. Then he was to my front and put his lips on mine before pushing me away, telling me he had laid my clothes on the bed.

"I love you."

He chuckled and told me that they both love me too.

The other shoes to drop?

No fucking way.

I won't allow it.