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“You want me to what?” Ben sputtered, frantically trying to mop up the beer he had spilled all over the table.
Rose rolled her eyes and dropped a few more napkins on the puddle. “It’s like a blind date, but for sex!”
“Rose, it’s not going to be a blind date. I already know Rey!”
“Not in the Biblical sense, you don’t!”
Ben could only stare at Rose, trying to process her request.
Rose had just told him that she was looking for a nice guy for her “friend” who would be willing to give said “friend” the “best night of her life” while the “friend” was blindfolded and under the influence of marijuana. At first he thought she was talking about herself, but she quickly put the kibosh on that idea.
“Sorry, Solo, you’re not my type,” Rose snorted.
“Well, who would trust you so much that she would ask you to find a guy to fu…” And then it dawned on him. Rey. She and Rose were joined at the hip.
Rey, who he had been very quietly lusting over for the past year. His heart stuttered and that’s when he dropped his $10 craft beer.
Rose couldn’t stop sniggering at his flustered state. Ben took a deep breath and tried to get the picture of a naked, blindfolded Rey out of his head.
“Listen, I know you two like each other but you’re both too dumb to just bang on your own, so I am attempting to facilitate said banging,” Rose said.
“I never said I liked R--”
“I have eyes, you know! You two think you’re so subtle, but it’s getting annoying, and Finn and Poe and Kaydel and I agreed-–”
“What?” Ben exclaimed. “You guys were discussing this? You decided by committee that we needed to have sex?”
“Um, yeah,” Rose said, like it was the most obvious, normal thing in the world. She picked up a tortilla chip. “But if you’re not up for it, I’m sure I can find someone else. Maybe Snap--”
“No!” Ben replied, much more vehemently than he intended. “I mean, no need. I’ll do it.”
Rose gave him a shit-eating grin and ate another chip.
As much as her approach resembled that of a bludgeon, Ben appreciated the obvious care and concern Rose had for Rey. A few days later Rose sent him a list of Rey’s preferences and hard limits, things she wanted to try but had never done before, and a blunt statement from Rose about the type of birth control Rey was on and that it was “fine to raw dog it” (Ben had to take a minute after reading that) but in turn, Rose demanded the official results of a recent STD panel. Ben wouldn’t be surprised if she had wanted to march him down to the lab herself.
Ben selected and paid for a hotel room. Rose planned the stocking of the fridge with snacks and drinks “because Rey gets hangry.” Ben drove himself to distraction reading Rey’s sexual preferences, imagining all sorts of scenarios. Rose promised Ben castration, disembowelment, flaying, and finally beheading if he harmed Rey in any way, “or even hurt her feelings.”
Finally, after two weeks of preparation, back-and-forth, and almost daily threats from Rose, the event itself arrived. Ben stood in front of the hotel room door, key card in hand, trying to calm himself down. Rey wanted someone calm and confident, not an inept, nervous wreck.
Ben hadn’t planned on almost going into cardiac arrest when he opened the door and saw Rey kneeling on the edge of the bed, in the world’s sexiest lingerie and a black satin blindfold tied around her eyes, but he actually staggered backwards a bit when he saw her.
“Holy fuck,” he whispered, already fully hard in his jeans.
“That’s not my name,” a cheeky voice replied, and a high Rey was absolutely bratty and delightful.
Once he told her his fake name (from when he was in a band in college), it was easy for his favorite dirty talk to spill from his lips as he systematically took Rey apart. She was so responsive, so uninhibited, sassing him one minute and incredibly vulnerable the next.
He held out as long as he could, intent on pleasuring her and getting her fully ready to take him (she was so tiny, his hand spanned the width of her abdomen), but she completely undid him, her beautiful face flushed, her sexy voice begging him to fuck her, the way she blindly clung to him… He had never felt as if he’d actually, physically die if he didn’t bury his cock into a woman.
And oh, god, the way she felt… Ben had known she would feel amazing, but he hadn’t expected a fucking religious experience. And maybe he had nudged the blindfold away a bit, so he could see her eyes, so he could be certain he wasn’t going too hard or too rough, so she would know it was him.
Now they sat on the bed, eating the snacks Rose had left and stealing little glances at each other. Rey wore a fluffy hotel bathrobe and he had thrown on his boxers and his shirt while she had been in the bathroom.
“Yeah, so…this is kind of awkward,” Rey finally blurted out.
“Why?” He was enjoying himself, watching Rey while she demolished a bag of chips and chugged a whole bottle of water. She couldn’t seem to sit still. “Do I make you nervous?”
“Yes!” she exclaimed. “We just spent the last -– god, I don’t even know what time it is –- like, fucking each other like wild animals, and you’re just, like, sitting there, all zen and stuff, and I should have known Rose would set me up like this–-”
“Are you upset?” Ben asked, his stomach plummeting. “That it’s me?”
“No, I’m not upset, but -–”
“Was I…okay? Was it what you wanted?”
“Yes, it was fucking fantastic, but I’m kind of embarrassed, I acted like–”
Ben felt adrenaline rush through him at her admission and leaned over and plucked a chip out of her bag. “Would you want to do it again?”
“Yes, but -– hey, don’t steal my food!”
Rey looked absolutely outraged and Ben made a huge show of popping the chip in his mouth. She dropped the bag on the floor and lunged at him. He easily caught her and flipped her over on her back, holding her wrists against the bed on either side of her head while he finished chewing.
“What are you going to do about it, little wildcat?” he teased, hovering over her.
She sputtered, the look on her face unsure but also intrigued.
“You know,” Ben said conversationally, taking both her wrists in one hand and pinning them above her head, “you ruined my favorite shirt. What do you think I should do about that?”
“Um, maybe just buy yourself a new one,” Rey sassed back, trying to pull her hands out of his grip. The rest of her body told a different story, however –- she was arching up towards him, trying to make contact with his chest.
“No, I was thinking more about tying you up with it.”
Rey’s breath left her in a gust, her eyes huge. She recovered quickly, though. “I’d like to see you try.”
Ben gave her a wolfish grin and slowly pulled one end of the sash of her robe until it came untied. The robe fell to her sides as she wriggled around, baring her beautiful body to him. He ran a finger down her sternum, between her breasts, and finished at her clit. He watched her face the entire time, loving that he could see her gorgeous hazel eyes.
“You’re already wet for me, though,” he whispered. “I don’t think I’ll need to tie you up.” He circled his finger around her clit and she gasped. He leaned over and nipped at her earlobe. “I think you’ll let me do what I want to you regardless.”
“What…what do you want to do to me?”
What didn’t he want to do? In his wildest dreams, he never could have imagined being with Rey would be so mind-blowing. “Oh my god, Rey, you have no idea,” he said. He used another finger to trace the outside of her vulva.
“Mayb–-Oh! Oh god!” Rey cried out as he slid his finger inside her.
“Maybe what?” Ben asked, drifting down to lick the underside of her breast. He was managing to work himself up just as much as he was Rey.
“Maybe I’ll –- I’ll tie –- you up!” Rey replied, her words ending in a moan.
“What would you do to me?” Ben asked, his mind racing with the possibilities. Rey hadn’t seemed to notice that he had released her wrists and was using his now free hand to pinch her nipple while he sucked on the other.
“Ahhh–-tor-–torture you,” she gasped.
“Oh really?” Ben sat back on his knees, sliding his finger out of her. Rey whined in protest. “Looking forward to it.” He tugged at the sleeve of her robe. “Let’s take this off, gorgeous.”
Rey complied, sliding her arms out of the sleeves, not taking her eyes off Ben.
“You know, I broke my promise to you,” he said, gripping her knees and pushing her legs open.
“How–-how so?” Rey replied, looking a bit nervous.
“I said I was going to fuck you with three fingers, but I got too greedy and needed to be inside you,” he said, and he grinned when Rey’s eyes grew huge.
“What?” she squeaked.
Ben slid his pointer, middle, and ring fingers against her clit. “I can’t go back on my word, now can I, Rey?”
The expression on her face was priceless. “Wha–-ohhhhh, god!” she shrieked as he slowly worked his fingers inside her.
“That’s it, baby,” he murmured. “Did it feel this full when I was fucking you?”
Rey just groaned. He started pumping his fingers in and out of her, her cunt slippery and hot.
Ben leaned over her, continuing to thrust with his fingers. “You want me to hold you down again? Force you to take it?”
Rey closed her eyes and shook her head from side to side, then nodded up and down, then stopped and cried out as he sped up.
“You seem unsure, gorgeous. How about I just decide for you?” Ben grabbed her wrists again in his free hand and held them over her head. His hand was suddenly flooded with her wetness and he smirked. “This turns you on so much, doesn’t it?” he asked.
Rey whimpered and gave her head another little nod.
“You don’t want to think, you just want to feel, don’t you, Rey?” Ben whispered, his voice almost a growl. He was trying to keep himself calm, keep his voice gentle, but she was making him feel absolutely feral. “I want to hold you down and fuck you until you fucking howl, then come inside you so much that it leaks out all over my cock-–”
Rey stiffened, her pussy clamping around his fingers, and her back bowed while she screamed from the force of her orgasm. Ben watched her face in wonder, making sure to wring every last quiver from her body. She collapsed back down on the bed, limp and panting, and Ben slowly pulled his fingers from her cunt and released her wrists.
He reached up and smoothed her hair away from her forehead. He carefully kissed her lips and she sighed into his mouth.
“That was amazing,” Ben said.
Rey cracked an eyelid open and gave him a dubious look. “Why, did you have an orgasm that felt like the universe supernova’ed inside your body?”
Ben couldn’t help but be pleased at the compliment. “No, but I almost did just watching you.”
Rey rolled her eyes at him, then closed them, looking completely relaxed. He, on the other hand, felt like a live wire, and he wondered what she would do if he just sank his cock into her. What would it feel like to fuck her, all pliant and relaxed, letting him take what he wanted from her? His breath shuddered out of him as he attempted to reel in his baser desires.
“You’re so beautiful,” Ben murmured, caressing her naked skin, trying to focus on her rather than himself.
“Thanks,” she sighed, then cracked an eye open and reached over to fumble with his shirt cuff.
The movement pushed her breasts together in the most enticing way, and he couldn’t help but cup them in his hands. “These tits are adorable.”
“You’re distracting me,” Rey complained, trying to bat his hands away.
Ben chuckled. “From what? Your nap?”
“I wanna see you naked.”
His mind went completely blank with lust. “Oh,” he said dumbly.
Rey pushed at his chest so that he stood in front of the bed. She smirked at him and rearranged herself so she was laying on her stomach, facing him, her long legs kicking in the air and her chin propped up on her hand.
“Go on,” she said airily.
Fuck, she was so sexy.
“I’ve been wanting to see you naked for, like, a year, Solo. So stop stalling and show me the goods.”
Ben tried to force his brain back into gear. “Are you still high?”
“Of course I am!” Rey rolled her eyes. “Get naked!”
Ben held eye contact with Rey as he shrugged off his ruined shirt.
“Damn,” she whispered. She clambered up onto her knees at the edge of the bed and spread her hands over his pecs. “I wanna, like, bite these,” she said.
“I bite back, gorgeous,” Ben warned her, and all he wanted in that moment was to feel her sink her teeth into his muscle. He closed his hands over her hips.
“Yeah, I know. Not sure how I’m going to explain these hickeys at work on Monday.”
“Turtlenecks?”
“I’ll have to give you matching hickeys. I’d like to see what that uptight Hux has to say about that.”
“Can we please not talk about Hux? You’re ruining the mood.”
“No, you’re ruining the mood.”
“And how am I doing that?”
“With your boxers.”
“Are they not sexy enough?” he asked, glancing down at his black boxer briefs.
“They are still ON you,” Rey said through gritted teeth. “I told you I wanted you naked! You don’t take direction very well, do you?”
“You’re pushing it, Rey,” he said in a warning tone, but ruined it by smiling. “Brats get turned over my knee.”
Rey’s mouth dropped open and her fingernails dug into his skin. “Fuck, Solo,” she muttered.
“I’d like you to,” he quipped.
“Shut up and take off your boxers,” she hissed.
Ben shrugged and unceremoniously pushed his boxers down, loving the look on Rey’s face as he freed his erect cock.
“How the fuck did that fit inside me?” Rey wondered aloud, then reached out to touch the precum beading on his tip.
Oh, this was going to be glorious torture.
Rey grabbed his arms and shoved him towards the head of the bed. Ben sat, propped up on the headboard, his eyes riveted to the way Rey was staring at his cock.
She pushed his legs open and settled herself on her knees in front of him. “It’s like I’m at an ice cream parlor and I can’t decide what I want to taste first,” she muttered, trailing her fingernails over his thigh. Ben’s entire body was tense, his cock standing at full attention. “Hmm. What to do…” She tapped her finger against her lips, a mischievous look on her face.
“Rey…” Ben said warningly. He was hanging on to his control by a very thin thread.
Rey grinned wickedly at him, then leaned over and daintily swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock.
“I don’t think you’re being fair,” Ben groaned. Rey smirked and licked at him again.
She continued with little kitten licks, making him progressively more desperate. The slow, intentional drag of her tongue against the skin of his cock was incredibly erotic, and when she wrapped her small hand around his shaft he unintentionally bucked up.
Rey smirked and tossed her hair to the side, but it immediately fell back in her face as she bent down to lick at him again. Ben wanted to see her face, especially the moment she finally took him in her mouth, so he grasped her hair and loosely wrapped it around his fist.
“Oh, fuck,” Rey moaned.
It was cute how she wanted to be in charge but she fell apart when he took control. “You like that?” he rasped. “You want me to shove your pretty little mouth down on my cock?”
“That’s cheating,” Rey whined. “I need to torture you.”
“Oh, baby, you definitely are,” Ben said, gasping when she circled his head with her tongue again.
“Good,” she muttered, then suddenly took half his cock in her mouth.
Ben shouted, bucking up again, and he could swear he felt her smug smile around his cock. She slid up to his tip, then slowly worked her way down, taking him deeper and deeper with each pass. He was moaning and cursing and trying not to fuck her mouth, so tempted to push her head down but not knowing if she would be okay with it.
He saw her other hand sneak down between her own legs, and when she touched her clit and moaned around him, he almost completely lost control.
“That’s enough,” he growled, and pulled Rey’s mouth off him by her hair. She barely had time to look affronted before he was grabbing her hips and lifting her, then spearing her pussy with his cock.
“Oh my god,” she cried out, her hands pushing on his chest for balance, gravity slowly pulling her down on his hard length. “Why did you -– oh, fuck -–”
“Ride my cock, baby,” he panted, the velvety warmth of her descending cunt threatening to prematurely push him over the edge.
“Why’d you stop me?” Rey moaned.
“Too good,” Ben grunted, bending his knees and guiding her so her back rested against his legs. The image of her on his lap, split open by his cock, face slack from pleasure, was almost too much to bear. He pushed up into her, making her cry out and grab at his thighs behind her. “That’s it, Rey, god, you look so good taking my cock like this. I was going to fuck your mouth if you had kept going down on me, wasn’t sure you would want that, needed to be inside you…”
His thumb found her clit and she shrieked. “Ben -– fuck -– oh please -–”
He started to rock his hips, gently bouncing her up and down on his cock, letting her clit slide over his thumb. She was moaning uncontrollably, allowing him to move her body how he wanted. “You don’t wanna ride my cock?” he asked, surprised that she hadn’t taken the opportunity to tease him more.
“Feels -– too much -–” she gasped. “Can’t move -– legs are Jell-O…”
Ben grinned, his ego loving her reaction to him inside her. He grasped a breast in his free hand, carefully twisting and pulling on her nipple. Her pussy was spasming around his cock, her fingernails digging into his thighs, and her moaning had reached a fever pitch. He just needed to push her over the edge...
“Your pussy looks amazing swallowing my cock,” he managed to wheeze out, “gonna fuck you until you pass out and then keep fucking you while you’re asleep, flood you with my come--”
She screamed, her back arching off his legs as she came. He worked her through her orgasm, not varying his pace until she had stopped shuddering around him. He took a moment to admire her laying bonelessly against his legs, then pulled her down on his chest and rolled them over so he was on top of her.
He began to thrust inside her, desperate to feel her velvet heat slide against him.
“Oh my god, I think you fucked my brains out,” Rey moaned. She was laying like a ragdoll beneath him, weakly trying to pull her knees up around his hips but failing. “Ungh -– can’t move…”
“That’s okay, baby,” Ben said. He needed to be deeper, and he knew Rey wasn’t up for even wrapping her legs around him. He quickly pulled out of her and grabbed some pillows.
“Wait, I didn’t mean you had to stop!” Rey exclaimed, raising her hand to reach for him but immediately letting it flop down next to her.
“Shh, I’m not stopping,” Ben soothed. “Just rearranging.” He leaned over Rey to kiss her, running his tongue along her bottom lip. “You’re so fucking delicious,” he whispered.
Rey let out a noise that was half giggle, half groan. He slid his arms underneath her back and scooped her up, then flipped her over and positioned her on the pillows so she was face down, ass up.
“Look at this ass,” he marveled, smoothing his hands up the back of her thighs to her delightfully rounded cheeks. He squeezed them and she made a choking noise. He guided her head to the side so her face wasn’t smashed against the mattress, then moved her hair over her opposite shoulder so he could see her expression. “I need to fuck you more now, okay, Rey?”
“I don’t think I’ll be able to do much to contribute,” she said breathlessly.
“Don’t worry, gorgeous,” he rumbled, then pushed his cock into her in one smooth motion. They both gasped simultaneously. “You just need to lie there and take it.”
Rey drew in a sharp breath and Ben’s cock was suddenly drenched.
“You like that?” Ben said roughly, grabbing hold of her hips and thrusting ruthlessly in and out of her. “You like taking my cock, let me do whatever I want to you?”
“Yes!” Rey exclaimed. “Oh fuck -– how do you feel so good -–”
“Same,” Ben bit out, wondering if he could pull another orgasm from her. He placed his hand on her back and gently pressed down to angle her ass up even more.
“Oh, god, take me,” Rey moaned, and Ben couldn’t hold back any longer. He pulled out of her almost all the way just to slam right back into her, over and over, fucking her hard and deep.
Rey squeaked every time he bottomed out, and he couldn’t control his animalistic grunts. He felt fucking feral -– he wanted to ruin her -– he had to feel her come around him again. He released his bruising hold on one of her hips to snake between her legs and finger her slippery clit, and soon her little noises became one long, wordless cry. She shattered around him, clamping down on him so hard he had to practically shove his cock back in as her muscles tried to push him out.
“Yes, yes, Rey, give me all of it, fuck-–” and he was coming, more intensely than he ever had.
He collapsed onto her back, panting harshly, his cock still twitching inside her. “Fuck, Rey,” he gasped, then tipped over onto his side, pulling her with him.
“Ungh,” was the only thing that came from Rey.
Suddenly there was a banging noise on the wall by the bed. “Keep it down in there!” a masculine voice yelled.
Ben froze, shocked, but then Rey started to giggle. “Maybe they should insulate the walls better,” she said, snorting.
He couldn’t help but laugh as well. She was so adorable. He really hoped she wanted to keep him.