27. Benjamin

27. Benjamin
Jasper's POV

"Was he telling the truth?" his voice was sexily throaty, it was still dawn. I've just gotten Tara back to sleep after feeding her a bottle of milk.

Last night Ben didn't talk about it, my knuckles were still sore after hitting his bastard ex. I didn't like the way he grabbed Ben, then there was the condescending homophobic stare that his fiancée gave us. I don't understand why the hell didn't Ben shoo those two people away?

"Hmm? truth about what?" I know what he's going to ask, I just didn't want my answer to scare him away. I didn't want to lose him, not when I just had him in my arms.

"Elroy accusing you of murdering someone?" my beautiful Ben rest to his side, propped his head on his tucked arm between the pillow waiting for my answer.

I kissed his forehead and nodded. "It's true."

He looked at me, caressed my jaw with his other hand, and popped the question, "Would you ever going to tell me about it?"

"I don't want to lose you, but I know I will when I start hiding stuff from you anyway," I wrapped my arm around his body and took him to rest his head onto my chest.

"It happened years ago, things were going as planned, my job was right on track. I was the fierce criminal attorney on the rise, my dad was building my political career. I was making headlines, winning case after case. Cases that are impossible to win, defending the rich and picking pro-Bono cases that will jump my career even further." I kissed his hair and rubbed his arm before continuing my story.

"It went on for years, I was a ruthless bastard, and I was not happy. I had so much anger in my soul that I channeled it to my work. I was young, I basically let my dad dictate my life. I work hard and I play harder and at some point, I got Phoebe pregnant. Dad told me to marry her, saying might as well build a family man image early on as my political career. And so I did."

Benji looked at me then kissed my chest, silently telling me to continue my story.

"Anyway, one day me and my colleagues were having drinks, celebrating me winning another big case. Then I went out back to take a call, get out from all the noise, and that's when I saw a woman was pinned down by two men, she was being raped out in the open. I yelled, telling them that I was calling the cops but one of them slammed me to the wall. Long story short I killed one of them with my bare hands with my pilled-up rage. Since then, things fall apart and here I am today."

"And are you regretting what you've become today?" he asked tilting his head at me.

"No, strangely I felt content with you in my arms and Tara sleeping in the next room," I replied pushing him back, started kissing his sexy lips, and deciding to end our discussion.

My hands roamed his still naked body under me. He parted his legs, inviting me to him, and I centered my body to him, trailing hot scorching kisses to his collar bone, and lower down to nibble on his pebbled nipple.

"Jasper," his throaty voice made my dick throbbed for him, his hands were to my boxers pushing them down, and letting my erection touch his.

"Ben, touch me, baby..." I wanted him, needed him, so fucking much that I grabbed him and rest my back to the sheets pulling him to straddle me.

I was giving him the control, since I know I'd break him with the kind emotion I was having. I was grasping the sheets not wanting to grip his body and crush him in my loving arms when he lubed and prepared himself. I groaned when he put a condom on my length, then eases to my erection.

"Fuck." We curse at the same time, his hands were to my chest, holding himself as he starts gyrating, sensually fucking me, blowing my already fucked up mind.

"Benjamin, I love you, baby, please...please,"

No...I can't, I need him to be in charge.

"What do you want, Jasper? I'm yours, tell me."

"You, baby, I just need you."

He must've seen something change in me because he stopped and started to put his hands on mine, weave his fingers with mine and lay his chest on top of me.

"You need more, I can feel it. Tell me?" his hand move to cradle my face while I was still buried deep inside him. But he was so relaxed that he kissed me softly, slipping his tongue and starting to move, letting his tight walls clench against my strained cock.

"Tell me," he whispered and bite my ear sexily, licking and enticing a moan from my throat.

"You, Benji,"

"More, I know you need more, tell me, baby, come on..." he bites the crook of my neck and sucks me hard and that's when I lost it.

"Fucking hell, Benjamin. Lay on your back. Now! Cross your arms on your chest and keep them there."

He bit his lip, I could see precum leaking from his tip. Fuck. I need to calm myself down.

"Take me, Jasper. Anyway you need, I will be okay, I'm here for you."

Fuck.fuck.fuck.

I groaned and grabbed his wrists and put them on each side of his head, gripping them tightly until I could see his body flushed pink and he let out a sexy whimpering sound, his body oozes sexual aura, and I was hard as a rock trying hard to suppress my growl and stop myself from going ape on him.

"Take me, have me, fuck me..." his hips moved from under me seeking friction and I abruptly leave him then come back moments later with leather cuffs in my hand.

I waited, seeking for his reluctance but there was none. Instead, he was biting his lips, keeping his hands as before, and curling his toes, looking too eager and delicious to be devoured.

His dick twitched when I took his hands and cuffed them to each bedpost, goosebumps shown on his arms and he looked at me with lust in his eyes.

"Tell me when to stop." I managed to say on top of him and he nodded then quickly gasped when my hand reach to stroke his dick.

"Jasper, my god..." he blushed and moaned when I put his cock in my mouth. His thigh parted wider and I deep throat him and he called me out louder.

The high was too much that I needed him more than I can resist, I'll play with him next time.

Benji tried to move his hands and he groaned when the leather cuffs restrain his movement. I smirked, kneeling to him, grabbed his waist, pull his leg to my shoulder, and pushed deep inside him. I was memorizing the fine detail of his facial expression when I bottom out.

Fuck.

Wrapping his other leg to my hip, I move my knees closer and hold his waist to keep him still. The cuffs rattled and he was leaking precum, my beautiful boyfriend was a mess, sexy hot mess until we finally climax seconds apart.

"Goddamn." Our front was messy with his cum, our bodies glistening with sweat from our intense fucking session.

"We should cool down, and you need to uncuff me, babe."

"Yeah, em... let's take a shower, I'll clean you. Stay. I'll take care of you." I pulled out slowly, discarded the condom, and uncuffed him.

"Did I hurt you?" I asked in concern while he smile in content, pulling me down for a kiss.

"I'm okay, more than okay. I love you."

I didn't think I could fall deeper, but I did. Deep into the abyss. I don't even know I could feel that much love for someone, aside from my Tara.