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Those Lazy-Hazy-Crazy Days Of Summer (Ava+CP)

Walking into the water she couldn't help but sigh out her approval of the water. It felt so good!! Even better she had managed to slip away from and with Benji successfully. There was no getting away from Benji even if she tried, which she would never intentionally do. He was taller than her so it was a benefit to her that he held her against his body. This felt so nice and so relaxing that she closed her eyes and just took it all in. Best to enjoy it while they could since tie was not the only thing that interrupted them. She listened and had to think about it for a second and only ended up voicing those thoughts. "People watch. People silently invest in others even if it is just for entertainment purposes." A kiss was needed as it seemed as though it had been far too long since the last peck.

"I don't know about you, but all I care about is you," she smiled, and that no fucks given attitude shined on through. Who cared what others thought and why they were so invested as long as she had him around. Even thinking about them separating threatened to sour the mood. "After this... we will go to my place and do exactly what my mom told us not to do, right?" She smiled after her question. If there was one place that they could get to be alone, it was there. A high pitch sound caught her attention and she looked at where they were and Angie and Jiro appeared to be going at it again. Hopefully, they would be too busy setting up their military base to bother looking for them for a while.

"Do you know that I had a nervous moment getting in the water with you?" It was a small funny admission. "Do you remember that one time we came out here and I lost my top and you ended up giving me your shirt?" It was one of the most embarrassing moments of her life. Her nipples were so hard that she thought they would pierce through the damn shirt. " Keeping thinking that I am going to lose it every time I get in the water now... so hold me tight Benji and don't let that happen." She trusted him even with such a dumb little fear.
 
They were finally alone and while they were with friends who had only been there a few minutes he still felt a little cramped. Gabby certainly seemed to be the one in charge when they were with other people. Call it social anxiety or call it whatever you wanted but Benji felt off around other people. Perhaps he had been conditioned by his peers or perhaps he was a scared little boy when he wasnt with her. Whatever the case, Benji certainly wasnt a fan of people prying their way into his life. He just wanted to left alone. Left alone with Gabby.

"All I know is I want to be with you." He said as he kissed her. They swam around for a little bit longer, enjoying the water and enjoying each others company. He did as he was told, his arms never leaving her as they frolicked. Almost on queue, Jiro came wading out as well. Looking at Benji and Gabby, he smiled. "You guys?" He said in a loud tone almost to signal Angie. "I thought you friendzoned him awhile ago!" He said, noticing just how close the two of them were. "Angie was always talking about how cute you guys were together." He said as he bobbed in place.

So much for being alone. They had ruined his idea of skinny dipping, and he was completely sober. It was a nice change of pace, but he did like his occasional joint here and there. "Is this a joke?" Jiro said again. Jiro had always been a little socially inept. It was why he was perfect for Angie. She was loud and obnoxious and he didnt know any better. Benji did his best to keep a straight face but when Jiro was there, it usually meant that Angie was close behind
 
It was fun to fool around with her boyfriend in the water and her attention was snagged when she heard Jiro address them. The guy was a bit thick-headed some time, but she was used to it by now. Unfortunately, it meant that their quality couple time had come to an end for now. Her jaw dropped at what she heard and then she chuckled. "Friendzoned? We both just never really said anything to each other. We are childhood friends, after all, so you can't help but be worried that you could risk losing a big chunk of your life confessing feelings like that. It's hard to take that leap." She could see how people could see them as a cute couple. She was ensnared in his arms and she made no effort to leave them.

"Gabby!!" Splashing could be heard as Jiro's second-half finally appeared. It was hilarious to watch because Gabriella was shorter than Benji, but he held onto her in some way under the water, but Angie and her five-foot-one self was on her tiptoes and launched herself onto Jiro's back like a spider monkey. Gabby couldn't help but laugh. "I knew it! I knew you two were meant for each other! A guy and girl can't spend that much time together and not have feelings for each other!" As her friend card allowed, Gabby practiced her splashing technique and got Jiro more than his chatty lady as she used him for cover.

"Silence, woman! "Yes, we boyfriend and girlfriend. Fewer questions and more fun. Jiro, you spend way more time with her these days, how do you do it?" Angie gawked and tried to splash Gabby back, but it proved a bit difficult and sad with the way she was clinging to her man's back. "We actually have plans after this so we may not stick around much longer." She turned her attention back to Benji before kissing his cheek with a smile. "What do you think?" He could confirm that they had other plans and they could enjoy that joint, each other, and games back at her place, or he could try and mingle. Gabby was not necessarily gung-ho about the latter choice.
 
The splash fight broke out, and Benji was all but defenseless. His arms were clinging around Gabby as he and Jiro got unnecessarily splashed. Both men serving more as human shields moreso than anything. Benji didnt have much to add, he had always viewed Angie as a bit annoying but he didnt press Gabby on it at all. She probably didnt like many of his loser friends. As a matter of fact, he didnt like many of his own loser friends either, which was why he was constantly ditching them all the time. They always said actions speak louder than words and the fact he wasnt willing to hang out with his own band was pretty telling. It would be awkward and he knew hed have to bite the bullet sooner rather than later, but he had been preoccupied.

"I just do!" He said in the middle of the war going on. Eventually it calmed down and Benji nodded. Kissing her when she proclaimed they were indeed together. "Yeah I've got band practice." He lied. "That's still going on, you havent given up yet?" Jiro asked and with that Benji had had about enough. "Oh fuck, I think I'm late." He said as he started headed towards shore.

Not bringing a towel was proving to be a mistake, and he had to endure the ride and walk back to her apartment in soaking wet clothes. Quick drying my ass. He thought as they arrived back. Stopping by his place to grab a change of clothes, they went up the three flights of stairs and into the apartment. "I think I need to was this lake water off of me." He said as soon as theh got inside
 
Gabriella nodded in agreement with the reason provided for why they had to leave. When Jiro opened his mouth about giving up she knew that they were not sticking around and she was right. Funny enough as they headed back she happened to hear a loud smack and an 'ow'. Even Angie knew just how stupid her own boyfriend's words sounded and that was probably why she was constantly telling him that he was lucky that he was so good-looking. The trek back to her place was very wet. She still walked hand in hand with him until they got to his place where he could get some clothes. On the way through the parking lot, she noticed that her mom's car was gone and waste no time closing the door and locking it behind them.

Hearing Benji talk about washing off she took his clothes from his hand and tossed them onto the sofa and laced her fingers with his as she guided him to the bathroom. At the doorway she let him go as she opened up the shower curtain just enough to turn on the water to get it warmed up. The tie behind her neck and behind her back was pulled and was dropped with a plop onto the bathroom floor. The skirt fell to the floor as soon as the button was undone and the bikini bottoms joined the top. Without a word, she disappeared into the shower. Skinny dipping had crossed her mind while they were at the lake, but there was no way that she was going to do that sober during the daytime in the public.

The peace and quiet felt so nice. Warm water rained down and plastered her hair to the bare skin of her back. Eyes closed as she waited for Benji to join her. This is what they needed. water droplets racing down her bare body and clearing her head. This was a great prelude to the events that they had planned for the rest of the day.
 
The other boy's words had been rolling around and stewing in his head a little bit. What did he mean "you haven't given up yet?" Music was his passion before he had met Gabby and he figured when he finally went back and picked up his guitar that music would resume being one of the few things he was passionate about. His bad just needed a little exposure and maybe clean up their sound just a little bit with a decent producer, but after that they were as good as gold. He never said much in public when he was around Gabby mainly because he didnt want people to overhear them but also because he was often times deep in thought.

The more he thought about it, the more it kind of pissed him off. The words "havent given up yet" echoed in his brain as he undressed, leaving his wet clothes in a sopping pile with hers. He had to pause for a moment, and he felt his anger starting to boil. He needed to breath. If Gabby hadn't been with him, he might have knocked Jiro out. It took him a second but he joined Gabby, stepping behind her.

Instead of a gentle caress or a hug, he instead grabbed her hair and pulled her towards him. Kissing her hard, he slapped her ass as the water cascaded over his body. The warm, almost hot water was certainly nice and relaxing but Jiro had lit a fire within him. If he couldnt punish the tiny asian, hed have to punish Gabby. "Havent given up yet huh?" He said under his breath giving Gabby a glimpse into his brain. Bad boy Benji was back, and he was pissed
 
Gabby heard the rustling of the shower curtain being maneuvered as Benji joined her. She was quite surprised as she was grabbed by the hair and pulled against his body. Any questions and thoughts that she had were swallowed with a hot and heavy kiss. A loud moan being directly fed to him as that sweet sting to her ass sent a shock straight to the sex. She managed to catch what he said and it was easy to tell what his trigger was for this round. "And you won't." Those were the only words that she managed to get out. She was more than ready to take what he had to offer, even if it was to blow off some steam for Jiro's dumb-ass remark.

Gabby thought that his bad had the potential to make it. Others may not have seen what she say, but she was their number one fan. The very idea of being wrecked by him set a chill to ghost through her entire being. Quality time, be it peaceful or sordid, was all she wanted with him in the end. Her vocabulary was limited from this point. It was back to panting, moaning, the occasional 'fuck' 'yes' and 'Benji' that she could manage.

Benji had a tendency to let things get to him. Often she would tell him that actions spoke louder than words and this case was no different. Jiro would be eating his words when her best friend hit it big. They could talk about that later, for now she was ready to see what he had in store for her night. The night was promising if this was how it was going to start.
 
It was one of his many flaws. He had gone to anger management just a few years ago, something Gabby wasn't even aware of. He had told her he needed to visit his aunt up state to help her clear out her garage, but instead would spend his afternoons sitting with a psychologist and talking about his feelings. His parents had gotten concerned about him, and when he beat up a kid at school for just looking at him a little funnily on particularly bad day, his parents had no choice but to get him what they considered to be help. He went for awhile, even started a medication for depression.

While he had stopped taking his meds a month or so ago, he still used some of the techniques he had learned throughout the anger management program. It was also one of the reasons he started smoked so much pot. Now, he had found a different outlet for his anger. It may not have been the healthiest option, but Gabby certainly didn't seem to mind. His band meant almost as much to him as Gabby, and like a father defending his child, Benji too would defend his band. He had aspirations to make it big, and while he knew that the odds were against him, he knew he couldn't give up.

Another slap against her rear, and then another. Hell, he'd be lying if he said it didn't feel good to hit something. Add in the fact that whatever he was hitting seemed to enjoy it, it really was a win-win. Pulling her head back, aiming her face at the cascading water from the shower head, he slowly pushed his cock inside of her. He didn't start off slow as he began to pound her. He wanted her to suffer for the words that Jiro had said, something that he knew was a little unhealthy. As his hips picked up steam, he put his hand over her mouth and her nose. Grunting, he held his hand tight against her face for a brief moment to cut off her breathing.
 
There was no stopping the steady panting and it was only disturbed with the spanks to her ass which jiggled with each impact. It was feeling ridiculously hot not. Her body felt on fire. Gabby knew that her mental state was not normal. The girl could use a psych evaluation herself with as much as she was enjoying this, but she didn't need a shrink to tell her that she was a selective sadist. It hurt and yet it felt so fucking good. Her eyes were closed as her head was shoved under the falling water. Breathing was a skill under the water unless she wanted to choke or gag. The cock being shoved in her made it impossible to concentrate on anything at all. If Gabby could create a list of words to describe this moment, suffrage would be nowhere in sight.

His hand over her mouth and nose made her open her eyes wide out of surprise. There was a rush of endorphins making it feel like a positive thing. He had absolute control and she was succumbing to him. He could do horrible things to her, but how much could she take? What this only enabling Benji or was it benefitting him in the long run? Such intricate thoughts we fleeting as her body was pummeled and muffled moans only robbed her of what precious air she was granted until she felt that euphoric high. If she passed out things would get a little awkward, but it would be a shame to miss any second of what emotion he needed to be spent.
 
She was everything to him. She was his shoulder to cry on, his ear and mind to bounce ideas off of, and now she was becoming his main outlet for his anger. If her mother had walked in on the shower, there was a decent chance she would call the cops at the treatment her daughter was receiving. She was a vessel for him to use and abuse. He was lucky she seemed to like this treatment. Every time they fucked, there was something new brought to the table, but she drank it all in stride and seemed to love every second of it. He wondered if she would be disappointed with a night of regular sex. He was a creature of passion, and he was often hard pressed to contain himself sometimes. He wasn't sure how long she could hold her breath for, but he figured she'd give him some kind of sign before she passed out. Hopefully she gave him a sign at least. His body continued to take what it needed from hers.

The sucks on the tender flesh of her neck were one thing. It was his new go-to when he was in the mood and he wanted her to be there with him. He had been angry before, but no one had flat out told him his band sucked to his face like Jiro had. His much taller and domineering frame made access to her body quite easy. Leaning into her, pulling her back with a little gentle pressure on her neck, he opened his mouth and sunk his teeth into her neck this time. He bit her with a little bit of force, enough for her to feel it, but not nearly enough to draw blood. He wasn't sure why he went for her neck, but he didn't really care at this point either. moving his pointer finger, he let her get some air through her nose if she wanted, though her face was still pointed towards the showerhead.
 
The air being cut off sent her over the edge quicker and she climaxed hard and very suddenly. Just because she had didn't mean that Benji was done with her. Taking her time to back in it was no option as her boyfriend continued to inflict her body with an overabundance of feelings. The freeing of his nasal passages was a perfectly timed godsend because she was about to remove his hand altogether. The water still rained down but her breathing through her nostrils was hard. When her neck because the target of his assault muffled cries seemed endless. Were they cries of anguish or unbearable pleasure? Anyone walking in would have difficulty deciding that. He had turned her into his personal cock sleeve and her neck was a definite weak spot for her. The bite had her gushing and her mind reeling. Breasts rose and fell as water trailed down every curve available down her body.

The build up was intense and alarming. he was going to have cumming a second to so close to the last one. This was intense. If he kept this up then he could truly break her. Surely she didn't have to tell him how amazing he was after this, did she? That she had unwavering faith in his band and to fuck what anyone else said? If this made him feel better then she would take it, but her mind was becoming far more depraved than she had ever imagined. Sex with her other boyfriends never remotely came close to this. She didn't even think that she would allow them to do this to her. A muffled scream sounded as she teetered on the edge of another climax that she tried to stave off. On one hand, she did not want to climax and miss something on the other hand it would feel so damn good. Even with her mouth covered, the girl was loud. Muffled moans and groans joined the symphony around them. Her sex was tight and greedy like she was making sure that he wasn't going anywhere.
 
This was definitely their most feverish and fervent session yet. There was no love or affection as he drove his cock into one Gabriella Eloise de Beaumont. His thrusts were hard and fast, and his grip on her body was unwaivering. She was making lots of noises, and those noises reverberated throughout the small bathroom. Releasing his bite, he moved about a millimeter down her neck before biting down again, pulling her head towards him as he did so. This time, it was a little bit of a harder bit. Still not nearly hard enough to break her skin, but certainly hard enough so the spot would end up being a little red and the outline of his jaws would be imprinted into her skin for minutes.

He noticed she had cum rather quickly, and by her actions she was teetering on a second quite quickly. "Go ahead." He said simply before his free hand moved to slap her ass hard. Raising his hand, he slapped the same spot again, and again. He wasn't holding back, he knew she was tough enough to take it. Already, the water cascading over her ass revealed three red hand prints almost perfectly ontop of each other. "You like that?" He said, smacking her other cheek. He was talking quite a bit more now, a sign he was getting quite comfortable with their dynamic. A sign that he was getting more confident, knowing that she was at least enjoying what he was doing to her, even if she didn't have much say.

"You like it when I treat you like a dirty whore?" He said, making sure her left cheek matched her right. "Let's see how many times you cum." He said finally.
 
Benji knew what the hell he was doing and it showed in the way he encouraged her to climax on his cock again. The slaps to her ass were close in succession and she knew how her body could translate that pain into pleasure in a sick by delightful way. It was not like him to talk dirty to her, but she actually liked it. It was almost embarrassing how much she enjoyed how he was rough with her and how he demeaned her. It was like night and day with him. Her mother would have locked her up in her room if she walking and even heard what was going on. Her neck was searing and she knew that she was going to be left with a souvenir when hee was through with her.

She found herself wondering what it would be like to have a casual round of sex with him. Would it be weird? Was it even possible? Hell was she going to be ay good for him fora few hours after this, because this is something she could happily pass out from afterwards. She choked on a gasp as her left ass cheek was being shown the same treatment as the other. To his question she could nearly nod her answer. Of course she enjoyed the way he was treating her. Even if she didn't her body would easily betray by telling how she physically felt. The girl's poor heart was hardly keeping up and skipping beats whenever he changed up things. He seemed bent on keeping her on her toes and while Gabriella tried to hold off and savory his wrath she crashed a second time and groan long as her entire body tensed up.

She shook her head as she needed far more air than she could take in. Every other word in her mind seemed to be 'fuck'. That second one was not going to be the last if she took his words to heart, but how long could he hold out? He had proven to have the stamina of a stallion and she was going to try her hardest to keep up with him in the bedroom, but there was that worried feeling that she may not meet that goal this time around.
 
Slap after slap landed true on her raw ass. Benji had really been angry at the comment, and he was showing Gabby exactly how he felt. Her body was clearly enjoying the treatment, as she came a second time around his cock. The water from the shower making their bodies slick and allowed them to easily glide together. A few more slaps and her ass looked clearly abused as light outlines of his hand appeared many times across the smooth skin. Benji stopped for a moment. He had heard something outside. A jingling of keys maybe. No, the front door had opened, and he could hear two distinct sets of footsteps.

"Gab?" Her mother's voice called out. "Are you here?" She said as the footsteps grew closer to the bathroom. Stopping what he was doing, he released her mouth fully from his grip, though he hadn't pulled out of her, at least not yet. "I forgot my casino membership card." Her mother said, walking by the bathroom in the hallway. "Aunt Janice wanted to meet your new boyfriend, is Benji here?" Clearly the two women had missed the pile of his clothes on the couch. They were black, and they knew Gabby wore a lot of black, so they didnt question things much.

Stopping before knocking on the bathroom door, her mom called out again. "Do you want to come say hi to Aunt Janice?" She asked through the door, unaware of the scene that was going on on the other side. "Gabby?" She called out again. "Well, I may spend the night at aunt Janice's tonight, are you going to be okay here? Remember what I said at breakfast." She said referring to her rule. By now, Benji's hips moved slowly, still pushing and pulling his cock from her sex, though the intensity had certainly died down a bit
 
At this point Gabriella found it to be a miracle that she could still manage to stand on her own two feet. The noise coming from outside of the bathroom door was not missed as she ceasing her moaning and groaning. It was kind of Benji to remove his hand, but for the moment she was tongue-tied. The second her mom knocked on the door is when her heart jump-started itself. "Hey, Auntie Janice! Sorry, mom I just got back from the lake not too long ago. I'm washing the water off and then meeting Benji at Jiro's place to binge-watch anime." If she had said Angie's she had an opportunity to call her best friend and find out if she was lying if she was even suspected of having lied. Thankfully her aunt showed where her priorities lied as the woman stood on the outside of the door while her sister when to get the membership card out of her room.

"It's okay honey, I'll probably see you tomorrow, assuming we don't get too hammered. Your uncle is going to be our chauffer so we can take full advantage of happy hour." Of course, Benji had started back up in the middle of the woman talking to her through the door. "You two have fun, but not too much fun and I remember what you said mom, don't worry." It was hard as hell to get the words out and try to sound normal. It was normal for the girl to spend damn near ten to fifteen minutes in the shower taking care of herself. The sudden shout on the other side of the door startled the hell out of her.

"Cathy get your ass out here or we're gonna have to park all the way in the back and my knees can't take that!" It was awkward as hell and even worse that Benji insisted on continuing through this. Her breathing was shallow and her hands clenched into fists trying to take her mind off of how good she was feeling. "Jacob is dropping us off, remember we just told her this woman, there's no walking!" Her mother loudly reminded her aunt Janice from in her room. Why couldn't these women just find what they needed and go?! She was so screwed if they were found out. Fuck going to college, she may not see him for way longer than that if the two adults outside actually looked at their surroundings or opened that unlocked bathroom door.
 
Her boyfriend's had reached around to rub her clit. The speed of his hips were considerably slower than before, his intention mainly being the fact that he didn't want to go limp anytime soon. "Alright, alright, let's go." Her mom said. "I just want to tell Gabby something really quick." She said, before the doorknob turned slightly. They had always had an open door policy, and her mom would sometimes tell her things while she was in the shower. With school and everything going on, it was a little bit harder for Ms. B to talk to her daughter. Especially now that Benji was in the picture, Gabby always seemed to be with him. The door cracked a little bit, and toe of one of Ms. B's shoes poked through the door. She was about to come through when Gabby's aunt spoke up again. "Just text her, we gotta go!" Janice yelled, clearly a little impatient. "Fine." Gabby's mom said before the door closed. "I'll text you later!" She said as the door closed once more and the footsteps sounded as though they were heading away. Finally, the front door opened and closed and the two were alone again.

Benji let out a little laugh, before he pulled out of her finally. Being that close to being found out was not lost on him. It was pretty intense, and the door opening ever so slightly was what had killed it for him. Grabbing some soap, he actually decided to lather it up, before running his hands over her body. He was still a little angry about what Jiro had said, but he had taken out a bit of his residual anger on Gabby and her ass. "Wow, that was some quick thinking." He said, as his touches changes into ones that were a little more affectionate. He ran his hands over her leaving a lather of soap in their wake. He knew he didn't need to apologize for his actions, she had been enjoying them, but it always did seem awkward after his change.

Finishing up the shower, he made his way out of the bathroom naked, before finding the clothes he had grabbed on the couch and throwing them on. He gave Gabby a moment to herself to recover, before he made his way into her room. Lighting up the joint, he powered on her PS5 and started to rummage through her games, looking for something he could relax and play
 
If Gabby could cuss him out she sure as hell would have had. She loved her mother and would make it a point to sit down and talk with her, but her timing couldn't have been worst. The girl's heart dropped as that door could be heard opening and she thanked God her Aunt had a borderline gambling problem, even if it was just the penny slots. "Okay!" Gabby yelled before anxiously waiting to hear anything that let her know that they had left the building. Here Gabby is emotionally exhausted from that moment and Benji is laughing. All Gabby could do was groan after he spoke about some damn quick thinking. She would have preferred not to have done it at all. The shower was cute, but when all was said and done she got dressed in a worn out high school gym shirt and a pair of women's athletic shorts for sheer comfort with nothing else underneath Fuck the bra and the panties.

After that, she threw herself on the bed, face-first into her pillow and groaned. What a stressful moment and the sex took it out of her. As Benji got comfortable and lit up the joint she closed her eyes for a moment and got comfortable in the bed. Talking my kill the mood she would observe the inside of her eye lids for a while tiptoeing along the thin line of falling asleep for a moment, but her consciousness still seemed to be there for Benji. Who else was gonna stop by? Matt? His parents? She didn't even wanna think about it. she hugged the pillow under her head as she listened to the sounds of the game that he was playing. Despite looking asleep she could still talk. Even smoking the joint seemed like too much effort at this point so she byassed it.
 
The weed had set in, and he lost his focus with the game. She seemed worn out, and he wasn't sure if the other emotion he was getting from her was satisfaction or anger. What had happened? It seemed like he had blacked out when he thought about what had just happened. Her mom had actually saved her. He had no idea what was going to happen next. Pausing the game, he moved to look at her. He could see the second bite mark and the brief outline of the first one on her neck. She was wearing gym shorts, but he saw the tops of his fingerprints peaking out on her waist where his strikes weren't always that accurate.

Putting the joint out, saving more than half for her before he laid down next to her. Turning, he hugged her, pulling her into his body. The last three days had been pretty intensive, and he knew he certainly hadn't been taking it easy on her. He was wearing basketball shorts and no shirt. His ribs sticking out of his skin like he hadn't been eating anything at all. His hand found her hair. He was almost stroking it, when he looked at her. "Sorry. I'll take it a little easy from now on." He said with a little bit of a smile. He wondered for a moment how hard she was going to hit him. She probably didn't think his little stunt in the shower was all that funny.
 
Even with her eyes closed, she enjoyed the feeling of her boyfriend lightly caressing her hair. At his words, she weakly laughed, "I highly doubt that." He was cruel back there, but she couldn't blame him. "You were angry and I was there." A smile sprouted upon her lips before she opened her eyes. "It's not like I didn't enjoy myself, you just wore me out a little." He always thought too deeply of things, sometimes. Gabby kept it simple and didn't want to sully the mood and bring up the fact that just because one person said something bad didn't mean that he had to take it to hear like that. He seemed to care too much what others thought even though he may never openly admit that. The hug was certainly welcomed as she enjoyed nesting against his hard body with her softer one.

He didn't have anything to recover from because he never actually got off while she had done so nearly three times with the first two being very intense. "Give bad boy Benji a break and just relax with me. We have the rest of the day and all night with each other." A kiss was pressed to his lips before she smiled and cupped at his cheek and admired his face as he looked at her. "What does your brother think about us. I will admit that I am very embarrassed to see him again, just because he's like that older brother that I never had and he kinda saw us fucking in front of his friends." Even bringing it up made her want to groan. What the hell had gotten into her.

There was another question that she had for him, but she would rather not ask. Were his parents aware of them? Did they nag him about not being home or ask him what he was doing since the school was over. "Oh, when's the next time you're getting the band together? You know I coming with you." She genuinely loved their music. The fact that he had a hand in creating helped, but his music spoke more about Benji than Benji himself did.
 
Maybe the reason why he took such offense to people talking about his band was because in his own mind he was a great musician. His band was his baby, and meant everything to him. He had seen red, and he had lost control. He knew he shouldn't care about Jiro's opinion, but he couldn't help it. He hadn't had much time to write for his band lately, but he had quite a few songs already queued up that they needed to perfect. Some sessions, they would just jam. Other sessions, they would write. It really varied, but it had been quite awhile since they had done anything. He pulled his phone out of his pocket, sending a text message to his band mates before tossing it onto the chair he normally sat on while gaming.

He wrapped his limbs around her and pulled her closer. He was fine was just cuddling, even if it had been a little while since he had done so. This was relaxing. "Eh, who cares?" He said with a shrug. "Same with my parents." He knew Matt didn't care about watching them fuck. Matt had invited them over, it was kind of his fault anyway. His parents, on the other hand, he was suspecting they were going to kick him out soon. He wasn't bound for college, and he was almost 18. He really needed to find a job or find some way of making money, but if his brother was around, they couldn't kick him out quite yet. He knew how hypocritical it made him sound, but he didn't care. His phone buzzed, so he got up and checked. "Looks like we have a practice today." He said reading through the text. "The band is pissed I blew them off last night, but they said they had big news. We are meeting at 6."

His eyes glanced towards the clock on his cell phone. They still had a few hours. It meant more than likely he was going to have to change and shower again since they didn't actually accomplish anything hygiene wise with the last one. Making his way, he laid back down on the bed. "Don't you worry, I've got bad boy Benji locked up." He said kissing her, this time a little more passionately than the last. His hand roamed her clothed torso. "It's just regular ole Benji here." He said with a smile.
 
She was happy that Benji opted to relax with her and enjoyed cuddling up to him. It was nice that they had something to do a little later today. She enjoyed listening to his band and the guys knew her as his friend. She wasn't buddy buddy with them, but she knew their names. "Good news is nice, now I wonder what it is." When it came to fun stuff and surprises he knew she could be rather impatient. Whenever it was her birthday or a Christmas gift she was always trying to sweet talk someone into just letting her have it early or at least know what it was. When he announced that Bad Boy Benji was locked up she couldn't help but laugh and watch as he joined her back on the bed. His kiss was sweet and different. This was not the usual way their sensual antics went about and she was not upset.

"I'll take any Benji that I can get my hands on," that smile of his was priceless. It wasn't every day that you could catch him smiling, especially if other people were around. "I take it you would like to finish what we started earlier?" It was a tease. She knew that he did not manage to get off in the shower before they were so rudely interrupted. She could never tire of him and his advances so she was more than happy to get it on with him again. Her own hand caressed at the flesh of his exposed torso. This relationship was going completely backward in that they had ripped the bandaid off their first night and showed all of their cards whereas now they were just taking it easy. Her hands were not capable of staying way from his flesh and liped down his back and grabbed at his ass, giving him a taste of his own medicine with a cat at the canary grin upon her face.
 
In truth, he wasn't used to this aggression coming out of her. Normally he was the aggressor and the one who was dictating the pace. Her body was his to use, and caress, and grab, not the other way around. He let out a little laugh when she grabbed his ass. He maneuvered a little bit, giving her hand a little more to grab. His kisses were a little lighter, and a little less desperate than they normally were. He hadn't even kissed her in the shower. "I'm going to have to take a shower for real." He said, through the kisses. "And get changed." He thought about what else the text he had received from his bandmate Greg had said. "And if you are going to go with me, I expect you to dress up to. You can be our first official groupie." He said as he kissed her again. Their first night, in the kitchen, had been the closest thing to vanilla sex they had had. Of course, it was filled with the passion and angst of teenagers, but it was fairly normal to say the least.

His hands had been groping her body as well. Holding her breasts through her shirt before flicking at her nipple a little bit, his hands had roamed a little lower. Even when he was relaxed, he couldn't keep his mitts off of her. It was a disease. A disease he wasn't looking for a cure for. He truly did love her, even if he didn't treat her like it sometimes. His hand slipped into her shorts, and the fact that she wasn't wearing any panties made it that much easier for him to caress her sex. His touches were a lot lighter. It was almost like he was afraid to break her or something after the shower. "I love you Gabby." He said, out of the blue, not really able to believe the word was leaving his mouth so readily. He had never felt this way about another person before.
 
"Dress up?" she asked in between kisses wondering what he was classifying as getting dressed up. "Formally? Band merch? just sexy? What are we talking about?" Hums of approval sounded as his hands groped at her breasts and flick at those taut sensitive nipples. "Oh God...." she whispered as he caressed her sex. It was a delicious tease. "I love you too Benji." This was a tender moment for the books. She loved him like this and was almost shy about it. Where the hell did that feeling come from? She trapped her lower lip between her teeth as even the subtle caress to her sex was getting her excited. Was she just that sensitive and horny for him? How the hell was she going to survive in college without him? Hips arched into his finger in a silent plea for more.

More kisses were enjoyed and she got hot all over again for him, but tried not to show it too much for fear of summoning his other side. She was wondering if she had her own one-eighty personalities in bed too? Not that she noticed. Now she really wanted the shirt and shorts off, just to have his hands directly in contact with her skin. She was flexible in bed and could be taken any way he wanted. "Benji baby... the shorts have got to go..." she sounded almost in a daze as she spoke of his shorts. Poor thing hadn't gotten off the last time and she wanted to make sure that he did this time around. Might as well get things out of the way before they had to meet up with his band members and hear the good news. From her perspective, she could see how Harmony and Alex wanted a piece of him. He was really impressive in bed and she almost felt inferior in some ways, but he always took initiative and was very damn good at it.
 
"Just whatever." He said as the kisses continued. "I'll leave it in your capable hands to decide." He said unsure of the answer himself. It was the first time he'd be meeting with the band in a relationship with Gabby, and she was likely going to be a fixture of the band practice moving forward. When she told him his shorts needed to go, he nodded easily pulling them down before wiggling out of them. It was odd taking requests from her, but he figured she had some right to it. Part of him wondered about his "alter ego." Why did he act like that sometimes? Maybe he was afraid. Afraid that if he didn't take control he would lose her. She responded so positively to how he acted when he was like that. This was certainly nice too. He felt her hips lurch, yearning for more of his touch, but he wouldn't give in. She was just too much fun to tease and while he wasn't necessarily in control, he could make her life difficult in other ways.

As they lay on the bed, he realized he was the only one that was naked. He didn't mind though, in fact, he liked being naked with her. "Be gentle." He said, giving her full reigns. It was the least he could do considering what he had just run her wild in the shower. His finger would give her little glimpses, slipping inside her at times before he'd quickly pull it. Rolling over, he kissed down her jaw. He could be affectionate. He could be affectionate as hell. He wasn't just going to sit around and let her do whatever it was she was going to do. He wasn't going to stop her, but he could still fool around a little bit. He nippled on her earlobe before focusing on kissing the outlines of his teeth on the flesh of her neck
 
Benji was still Benji and she loved him for it. The teasing was something to be expected of him as he continued on with it. His request for her to be gentle almost made her laugh. Of all of the people to make that request, she would not have expected it to be him. Apparently, a new position was in order as she found herself on top with his assistance. The kisses made her falter as she had intended to get out of her own clothes, but he made it so hard to break his current advances. The palms of her hands came to rest against his chest as she sat herself up and put an end to the affection to her neck. Her shirt was slipped up her body and over her head. She stood up and wiggled out of her gym shorts and tossed them aside so that they were both matching in nudity.

"Be gentle? I'll try..." Back to kissing she went. The feeling of his naked body against her own was a feeling that she would love to cherish. Her slick sex able to glide along his marble hard coock with the small actions it took to make out with him. To be honest it was torture on herself. Her clit got a bit of the action and she found it cruel to herself. No matter what he did it always felt so damn good. "I swear you bring the nymph out of me Benji," she whispered to him has her hips continued to tease the delt of her own sex, not even thinking of how this must have felt for him. How could such a smile motion bring about so much pleasure? It's wasn't swift, it wasn't hard and yet she know that she could get herself off just like this.

Gabby stopped for a moment and went back to focusing on the kisses. Her insides were tense and she didn't want to leave him hanging. That game of tonsil hockey was put on hold as she took his cock and sunk every inch of him into her aching sex. "I love this view. " He looked so hot. This was the face she had seen for years and now she could see just how she enjoyed him as a whole. He was fun, chill, and brutally honest with her and himself. Slowly she began to ride him. Agonizingly slow. It was crazy how it could still feel so damn good this way. She took his hands and placed each one on a breasts in a silent plea to play with her. She had that look about her face. A look that said that she was being sensually influenced and was easy to give herself up to it. "Fuck you feel so good... I can hardly stand it..." she moaned as she tortured herself more and more.
 
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