Then, as though that position wasn't good enough, he got to his knees in a fluid motion that continued till he was astride her, though his weight wasn't entirely on her.
"I need both hands," he muttered, and didn't seem to be talking to her because he immediately grabbed her boobs, excess spilling from the sides and pushed them together before sucking on both her nipples.
Rita didn't recognise the sound that tore from her throat and her thighs kept pressing together, seeking friction that would guarantee fulfilment but just rubbing thighs together wasn't enough. She needed Ben...urgently.
"Ben please..." she gasped, her hands sliding up his ripped stomach to pinch his flat nipple. She wound her hand around his neck and shoved off the bed, bulldozing him to lie on his side where she proceeded to clasp her legs around his lean hips, bringing not just her needy pussy close to his huge, hardness but her mouth to his.
"Yes! That's my girl," he murmured against her lips before he moulded his to hers, his arms engulfing all of her and holding her tightly while moving his hips in a manner suggesting of the act that Rita was now desperate for.
"Please, I need you... I need you now!" Rita pushed him away, grappling with his boxer briefs, she moaned in appreciation when his phallus sprung from his shorts, proud and smooth, dark and hard and huge...
She shunted her pyjama shorts, flinging it away with her leg and spreading herself for him. Her emptiness suddenly echoed and she wanted to end that, she wanted to be filled with him, had always wanted to be filled with him.
"Oh mercy." Ben stared with his mouth ajar. He swallowed with blatant difficulty. "My...my pants are in the... I need condoms, yes, condoms," he'd shut his eyes when he'd mentioned the condoms like he couldn't concentrate when looking at her. It gave her a high that ploughed through her body but still ended up pooling in the heat of her cunt.
"I'm safe," she blurted, eyes wide and desperate, hips undulating and wanting. "Please, Ben, I really need to feel your big cock filling me up to my throat."
"Oh fuck!" he was on her in a flash, widening her thighs with both hands and directing his huge shaft to her desperately dripping hole.
His obvious desperation to plug her made him miss. The mushroom head smacked on her clit and while dragging it back to where it should be, it rubbed on her clit and she moaned. Ben ended up rubbing the bulbous head of his cock on her, he left one of her thighs, grabbed his hard length and proceeded to torture her pleasure nub.
Up and down, side to side, he went, then he leaned in, pressing the leaking slit of his cock on her clit, while tweaking her nipple with his teeth and she bucked on the bed, cumming so hard, she was sure she stopped breathing.
He didn't let her catch her breath, she was still gasping and whimpering from the unbelievable climax he'd given, he didn't mind her impossibly dripping cove, in fact, Ben seemed to love it because she could feel him smearing his dick all over her cream before shoving in, thrusting in one swoop, he buried the entire length of his monster cock to the hilt.
A cry of pleasure tore from her throat. Rita couldn't recognise her own voice, especially as it blended with Ben's desperate grunts and the smack of their naked skins echoing in the room...her room. Rita couldn't understand why the sound of their skin meeting was so endearingly sexy to her. She didn't get why she wanted more even though she had him deep in her, she had his mouth over every possible naked skin he could reach, yet she prodded him by widening her legs.
"Yes, spread that pussy for me," he muttered, seeming to like what she'd done. He leaned on his haunches and Rita opened her heavy eyes to catch him staring at her cunt with amazement.
Ben's hand went as though not controlled by his mind to her pussy and touched her clit, sending her into a tizzy. She moaned, and he began humping shallowly, not giving her his entire length and she began saying things, things she'd probably flinch at when she wasn't feeling like she was hanging on a balance at the top of the highest building, about to fall but scared to.
Her hearing ceased as she climbed higher, she became so dizzy she had to shut her eyes tight. When Ben leaned his weight on her while his hips pumped ceaselessly up and down, with both his arms under her thighs, raised to her chest and keeping her wide open, her breath hitched and she knew another unbelievable orgasm was close. Rita felt undecided, it was so intense that she didn't want the orgasm to come just yet but she moved her hips, meeting him half way in pursuing the orgasm which she needed like her next breath.
It was what he did to her. Ben did this to her. Ben made her want things she usually wouldn't care about. Her eyes opened, and as though they were on the same wave length, he rose from sucking her nipples and their gazes met and held. He looked like he wanted to say something but he bit his lip and smashed his mouth to hers in a kiss that was a statement.
Rita felt he was telling her something in that kiss, but she was too off her head to understand. She gasped, her whole body shivered and contracted as the wave of pleasure became unbearable and she let go. She heard Ben's gasp of protest and felt the quickening of his hips as he pursued the end.
He was smacking harder than ever. His hands grabbed both her breasts and squeezed. It should have been painful but she loved it all. He was murmuring.
"I don't want to come." Ben said it over and over, punctuating each words with hard slaps of his hips into her. His obvious helpless pleasure sent her into another tailspin. This time, she had to grab on to his neck and squeeze her legs to his thigh to avoid falling. Because she was falling...they were falling, and were better as they fell together in mindless bliss.