Free Take Me Out by Dawn Robertson

hadn’t gone around slutting over the years, I had messed around with a lot of guys. None, however, had enough skill to bring me to climax.
    “Are you sure you want to do this?” Bentley questioned me, looking deep into my eyes to make sure this was really what I wanted to do. I could see his hesitation.
    Through my heavy breathing I finally managed to whisper yes.
    He pulled out a condom and rolled it down his long, thick manhood. Slowly, positioning himself between my legs. He gently rubbed his length up and down my pussy before nudging forward to make slow entry. He tenderly eased himself in inch by inch.
    He was gentle and slow, making sure to work his way in stretching me with each slow thrust.
    The feeling I had in the pit of my stomach was one I could never describe. It might have been a product of lust, possibly love. But I knew this man was special and so were the moments we were sharing. I no longer cared about waiting with Bentley, I just wanted to be his.
    His pace sped up and with each thrust I felt him bringing me to the brink of pleasure. He wrapped his arms around me as he continued slowly making love to me. Each kiss, lick, touch and taste had deep meaning. I could see a look of warmth and love behind his blue eyes as he attempted to read my own face. I ran my nails down the length of his back and he let out a deep moan and picked up his speed, quickly moving in and out with purpose. After a few minutes of his pleasure I couldn’t hold back anymore and let go. My body shook with my orgasm as I screamed his name and moaned as I came down from my ecstasy.
    Once he heard my words, I could feel him tense as he pushed into my body one last time to the hilt and moaned in his own release.
    We collapsed into each other’s arms, sweaty and panting like we’d just run a marathon. I ran my hands through his dark brown hair and gave him a kiss on the cheek. We both drifted off to sleep with no words exchanged. No words could ever fit the moment we had just experienced with each other.
    I woke at seven-thirty in the morning to my phone ringing. Who the hell was calling me at this ungodly hour? I looked at the caller ID and it was Landon. I couldn’t answer the call with Bentley sleeping next to me. On top of that, I was irritated at being called so early.
    I hit the ignore button and shut the ringer off. I snuggled back up against the gorgeous man I had given myself to. Once again, I drifted off to sleep.
    After a few hours, I woke up to Bentley watching me as I slept. “Good morning beautiful,” he said softly.
    “Morning, hot pants,” I giggled.
    “Actually, it’s no pants.” He lifted the covers, reminding me we were both still as naked as the day we were born.
    “Last night was... nice,” I said, leaning over to plant a kiss on him.
    “It was more than nice. It was... amazing.” Bentley smiled and I could see the emotion behind his eyes. It was certainly more than amazing. It was life-changing for both of me. He had become everything I never knew I wanted out of life. My chest welled with love for a man I still barely knew.
    “Breakfast, hun?” I asked, hoping he was as hungry as I was. There was nothing like a good breakfast to cure a hangover.
    I threw on a nightgown, grabbed my phone and walked out to the kitchen. A night of drinking had taken a toll on me and I needed to put some food in my stomach. I wasn’t the only one rummaging for sustenance either. Shay and Jake joined me. Thankfully, Trey had gone home when he realized there was no prying me out of my bedroom last night. I’m sure he hadn’t wanted to leave at all.
    Just as they started to press me for details, Bentley walked out of my bedroom, fully dressed and ready to leave. My stomach hurt worse than when Shay texted me that picture of him and the bimbo. I worried for a minute that if he left, he would never come back.
    “I’m going to Starbucks for coffee, what do you guys want?” As he walked towards the door, the tears I had