Chapter 37: Benjamin

Jasper's POV

I stayed with him, he told me to go back but I refused. I called Peggy, told her to watch Tara for me when I decided to spend the night at Benji's. He curled in my arms, he looked fragile though earlier he insisted on his deviant ways with me. My beautiful lover wanted me to hurt him, still, my mind wandered what made him do so while I did it, wanting to do anything he asks.

My thoughts won't let me be, I spent half of the night watching him, rubbing his naked back, kissing his forehead until I let myself drift to slumber, holding him in my arms. I told myself that I'd never let him sleep alone. That I'll be by his side, and he'll be in my arms every damn night after tonight.

My mind was planning, I will make him see and drag him back to my side if I have to. He's mine and I will make sure he knows it.

Morning came and he stirred in my arms, let out the sweetest little oomph that makes me wake up alerting myself that I was at his place. I hadn't slept so well without him by my side, Ben's naked body to my side made me smile as I take him closer, kissing his hair, letting him know I stayed.

"Tara...Jasper, you stayed."

"Ssh, it's okay, I called Peggy last night."

A couple of days ago I talked with Peggy. I was arranging our move while consulting to get an in-house sitter as I get a small house for Tara, Benji, and me.

Peggy referred us to her cousin, telling me that she'd be a good fit for my new household. I was still going back and forth with the idea, it's a big responsibility for my Ben, and I didn't want to burden him. But he kept on insisting to me that he'd be there for me and I didn't want to leave him at my parents, didn't want to let him sleep alone here either, and didn't want to upset him because of me.

"Stay, I'll make us coffee." I imagined that he was still sore, and he did wince when he tries to sit up. "Shit, let me help you." I was to his side and helped him up, ushering him to the bathroom. "I'm okay, go make that coffee," he blushed and I can feel myself smiling when I kiss his temple and close the door behind me.

Benjamin joined me in the bedroom moments later, I was in my boxer shorts while he was in his briefs and I was liking my view. "The kitchen still looked like a warzone, what do you do with all the food? did I really have the power to make you do all that?" my heart warms when I saw his smile. "Yeah, it's what I do, I cook when I'm upset." His words suddenly weigh a ton.

"What do you do with the leftover?" I asked cause honestly, he looked a bit thinner, and I questioned myself if he had been eating regularly. "There's a homeless shelter a couple of blocks away from here." He shrugged trying to undermine the bigger problem. I was causing him to stress-cook, and by the amount of food in the fridge I know it has taken him hours to do that.

A lot of hours.

"I've bought a small house, it was supposed to be a surprise. But I'd like to know your thoughts on the house, I want you to see it before we move in."

"Jasper," he looked like he was going to object and I was suddenly not sure of myself. I couldn't understand why this man can make me feel so insecure with my decision while I pride myself on having my peers put me on a pedestal for my best work, taking back my father's reign at the firm.

I took a big sip of my coffee before talking. "Just see the house with me, I just made a down payment on it. We can always choose another one, but I think this one will be perfect for us, for Tara." I paused, not wanting to overwhelm him with the news and I ease back as he nodded.

Fuck. How can this be so damn hard?

An hour later we arrived at the house, it's a two-story with eight rooms enough for my home office, Tara's playroom, an in-house gym, family library, and what I planned to be his own space for whatever he needs it to be.

"Jasper, this is not a small house!" I almost curse at myself before I saw a small hint of amazement in his eyes. The house greeted us with a wide-open plan foyer, leading to the beautiful stairs. The living room accentuates the homey feel of the house and I can see that he was hooked right away.

"But it's beautiful?" I asked wanting him to acknowledge and gave me the same opinion of the house.

"It is, I'm sure this is a lot of money, I...we can go back to your parents. I will try again, for you." He turned to face me, his hands flat on my chest, his eyes were a bit teary.

"You will do no such thing, I will get this for you if you agree. Money is no issue. You don't have to think about that." I relaxed when I feel him lean closer and let me embrace him in my arms.

We continue to take a look at the house, and I was telling him about the sitter, not wanting him to give up his job but he's not obligated to do so. "I'll take care of you, but I won't stop you from pursuing your career."

"You're mocking me?" his lips tugged upward, and I was feeling a thousand times lighter since what happened last night.

"I'm not," I assured him and he nodded. "I know you're not, and I know you realized that I need to do more than just playing house with you." He put his arms and wrapped them around my shoulder while my hands were around his waist keeping him to my front.

"I'd love it if you play house with me, I just don't want you to feel..."

"Jasper, why don't we take things slow? move in, settle in with Tara and her sitter then see where we go from there?"

The look on his face says it all, suddenly my knee is twitching to get on the floor and propose to him but my mind forced me to take it down a notch, refusing to scare him away from anchoring him down, drowning him in my intentions.

"So, let's see the rest of the house?"

Two hours later we ordered brunch to be delivered to the new house, spent our time talking in the kitchen where we made plans with the rooms, even decided to make an outdoor barbeque area when he saw the large backyard and the pool.

"I didn't know you had this all planned out."

"Well, I missed you, and I realized I have to do something to get you back. And this is that something."

Something for good.

I kept the thought to myself, I didn't want to push him over the ledge. I know I want him, I want him for good. But Tara, the house, my family, I know I must play it down and let him settle in before kneeling on one knee.

"Hey, I thought you're still sore." I smiled when he kissed and pushed me against the kitchen counter. The house was still bare, aside from the kitchen stool there was no seating area.

"A little bit but this, all of this makes me horny for you." He let out a sexy moan when I lick and nibble just under his ear, I know it'll only take seconds after I suck his spot that he'd be wanting me, badly.

And I was right.

"Ben, fuck, baby..." I groaned feeling his throat, watching as my dick disappear into his mouth. His hands were to my ass and I was burying my cock, letting him set the pace as he deep throat my dick.

"On the stool," I managed to voice out after we strip naked and I could still see faint marks from my handprint on his ass cheeks.

Positioning him better on the stool, I rest my chest to his back as I start kissing his spine trailing upwards to the back of his neck. I took out the small lube packet from my wallet and make sure that I prepped him well. "How's this?" I slipped a finger and he moan. "Move back a bit further, that's it, beautiful..." I praised and rewarded him with another finger.

"Jasper, now...please..." he begged and I sucked his special spot just above his neck making him part his legs instinctively. So fucking hot.

"I'm taking my time, baby, I'll get you there, ssh..." my arm reached to wrap his chest and draw him flat to me, keeping him still, wanting him to fucking feel so good and he let out a sexy growl when I switched my fingers with my dick after adding more lube between us.

The stool was holding his weight perfectly, I was careful not to pound too hard on his still sore ass and it only made him moan louder making me chuckle knowing he was wanting my cock deeper inside him.

"I can't, Japer please!" his hands were to my arm, grasping me hard and he cursed when I kept on fucking him slowly, hitting the spot sensually, my won desire held back, not wanting to hurt him but I lost it when he pushes back.

"Fuck, Benji! hands on the counter." my other hand was to his throat, wrapping him tight while I thrust fast and pumped my cock deep inside him. Our moans bounced throughout the empty house, it was a beautiful sexy sound and got me all worked up. I was drawing more of his moans when my hand move from his throat to his length and start to jerk him off.

We reached our high seconds apart, his cum stained the kitchen counter while my cum dripped on the kitchen floor when I pull away from him. We laughed and steady our breathing.

"I love you." I turned him gently to face me and started kissing his sexy lips. "I love you too." He replied kissing me back, wrapping his legs to my waist, drawing my body flat to his.

This. I want this. Him. Us. For good.