More Than Friends With Benefits

Chapter Four

Dean woke up stretching for Bella he cracked an eye to make sure what his hands had felt the space of her absence, his forehead crinkled in disappointment as he opened his eyes fully and sat up a smile slowly crept into his face, last night had been were there even words..he settled back into the pillow collecting mental images for his own erotica, the moment he slid into Bella, Dean wanted to nut the way she felt her p***y so warm and dripping wet, she had gripped him from tip to base and even with the condom he had felt her goodness,

Initially his strokes were long and slow he savoured that luscious p***y, she had spread her thick thighs put her hands on his ass and drawn him into her while matching each of his stroking she moaned his name and other expletive into his ears he f****d her like a madman, even after she had c*m twice more he still didn't stop f*****g her, she even begged him to c*m and when he finally pulled out and ripped the condom off spilling his juice all over her face, his d**k had stayed semi-hard from still wanting her., between her screaming his name and scratching his back as he is feeling the effect of the scratches now he knew he is not the only one who had enjoyed last night, He chuckled to himself because Bella didn't not for once say that secret word, still he was in his feeling of waking up alone, though he didn't mind her leaving but she should have told him at least to let him know, he tried shrug it off mentally, he scrubbed his hands across his face and idly scratching his beards,."common man it was just f*****g and she doesn't own you anything" at the end of the day it's what it's he got up and throw on a pair of grey boxer brief, then he smelt it "bacon..!" And from another smell his nose is registering. Bella has to be throwing down in that kitchen.

"See she didn't leave you..!"

Beads of uncomfortable sweats cropped up under his arms ``leave me..?" I must be hungry he thought letting out a steups and rubbing his growling stomach ignoring the thought he let his belly lead him downstairs he walked up to the entryway and opened his mouth to say "good morning" then stopped at the sight of Bella she stood turned away from him across the onyx-colored marble island that took up middle of the kitchen, something sizzled in the frying pan with the flick of her wrist she rolled an omelette its momentum flipping it from the frying pan to the waiting plate, she checked a timer before garnishing the omelette, turning to the pastry she tried unsuccessfully reaching out for something on a high shelf the stretch made her T-shirt to inch up her thighs,

Dean leaned against the door frame appreciating the view, she was in his favorite Tee, with HBCU PROUD printed across the chest, the tiger strips across her bum and thighs glistened in the sunlight that filled the kitchen through the windows, His d**k pulsed as he watched her moving easily around the kitchen singing here and humming there, Dean stood there long enough to stroke himself through his boxers brief, he was iron- hard he pushed himself from the door frame,

"Morning Bella,"

She had told herself she was going to act cool when he comes down to eat, like Rick James cool as ice, cool. But hearing her name on his lips hit Bella differently traces of his voice vibrated into her body leaving her lightheaded, she cleared her throat

"Uh morning D,"

She sensed him coming up behind her by how close his voice sounded, she didn't dare turn around incase he sense her nervousness.,

"You look real good in my shirt! Bella'' she attempted to hide her smile as she plated the rest of the food, "I know" she replied flippantly "nobody ain't got time for your sweet talk right now, Mr. Roy, sit down so we can eat"

"But then I will miss the view" Dean countered, when the Island obstructed her ass from his eyes he leaned his body to the side and his stomach grumbled loudly, had no choice than to walk over to the kitchen table and marveled at what Bella has achieved there were various dishes on almost every inch of the table surface, uncovering then Dean was greeted with seasoned breakfast potatoes, another omelette stuffed with veggies, Turkey sausage, baked beans and light as air fry bake.

Dean grabbed a plate and began dishing himself a healthy portion of each item as he bit into a turkey sausage, walking over Bella looked at him and shook her head.

"Do you think you should wait for the cook?" Dean grinned and shook his head "No" as he popped a potato into his mouth, she rolled her eyes placing the plate of bacon on the last available space on the table, she gave herself a good portion of everything except the turkey sausage and sat down, Dean held his fork with a pierced sausage link at the end.

"You shouldn't be eating that SWINE when there is such good sausage on the table,"

He gave her a playful wink as he wrapped his lips around his fork, he made exaggerated moan and chewed, Bella couldn't help laughing at his double entendre, she picked up a sliced bacon and bit into the juicy meat she held his eyes as she chewed, when she swallowed she ran her tongue on her upper lips then the lower one to clean it of any remaining grease,

"Nah i'm good"

"Yes you are!"

She smirked and sliced through her omelette taking a bit Bella looked over at him, Dean held her gaze as he put down his utensils, Bella felt flushed under his gaze but didn't avert her eyes

"I want you now Bella can I f**k you for breakfast?"

Bella's mouth would have dropped up if she wasn't still chewing, her breast jiggled from her sudden heavy breathing, she tried to speak but his eyes and intentions made her mute,she nodded her approval

"Stand" she complied Dean came over to her side of the table and stood behind her, he fitted himself against that sweet ass, grinding into her, his d**k was so hard that it hurt his right hand grabbed the Tee she was wearing and without thoughts he pushed himself into her, inching his way in pulling out just to thrush deeper than the last, he emitted a primal growl, feeling her hot and wet with no barrier, Bella whimpered c****d her ass up to him and leaned forward over the table,

"Bella….. baby.. I shouldn't have..lemme me get a condom ..before I…uhh,..moveee…shityou feel so good.." Bella braced her hand on the table and started to twerk "its okay Dean you don't need to move" she bounced her ass up. Down Dean now sitting on the chair she stood up from leaned back and glued his eyes on every move her plum backside made to connecting to his hip his vision blurred and he latched his hands on her giggling flesh Bella ran her tongue across her top lips the pink tips left a damp trail before she quickly sucked it back into her mouth with each propulsion she could feel herself extending taking more of him in her n****e brushing against the cherrywood table top and it soon had them chiseled into stony marble sparks shot through her body.

Dean clutched her cheeks they spread and made him feel an inch deeper each turn elicited deeper moan from him and faster gyration from her,

"Ohh shi…t" spanking her flesh the sting made Bella wince he knew he should pull out but Bella's softness was making sloppy noises with each thrust sucking Dean deeper with sheer muscle, anyone who thinks he could pull out of this never felt good p***y, he slapped her ass again "You keep this up you gon'..make….shiiit..!" Dean felt his head expand again. He tried to pull out "Uh uh Nah..D..you feel that…? Me..squeezing you just a.. little more…"

He tried all powers in close vicinity to him and this woman would see Dean was trying and failing, f*****g her hard he lifted her inches off the table she grasped but he didn't care he walked her over to the island and bent her over it was high her feet dangled off the ground, he grabbed her side and f****d her like a man possessed, wanting Bella's soaked Paradise as much as the first time, Dean's body shuddered, strangling out her name, he felt energy surged course through as she milked him mercilessly

"You are cumming in this p***y …D.. You cumming in this pus….mmmmm yes..yes, D…ooo yes babeeee….!" She released her orgasm in a high pitched cry, driven mad with need Dean yelled "f**k…Bella" and pumped his orgasm into her.

"You ooooooooo..D…ohh ohh..awwwwww" Bella tried to catch her balance but this man was f*****g her so good, she placed her hand into his the slight roughness of his hand and the fact that she had cums drizzling into her c**t turned her on, her body jerked every time he pulled her towards him, she felt her cheeks rippled with each thrust, "sh..eeeee..Deee…" Bella felt warm liquid trickling down her legs.

"Hmmmm…yea…squirt Bella"

He whispered as he stroked her slowly bringing her deep groan back to shallow breathing he didn't want to leave the snug space, he wanted to stay basking in the rich saturation of her p***y he eventually slid out and fell into the nearest chair.

"Goddam woman" he put his fingers around his d**k and stroked "I c*m in you and I still want to c*m inside you" Bella hopped down from the counter her legs felt like a newborn foal as she walked over to a chair her breaths still come out in short spurts she smiled and saluted Dean when she noticed that his eyes were still fixated between her thighs, Bella scooted her booty to the edge of the chair and leaned back her legs shot open with her panties shackles around one of her ankles, she played with her p***y with one hand the other sneaked its way up to her torso and pinched a n****e. Dean continued stroking his d**k following the movements of her hands with his eyes.

"Bella….?"

"Yes.. D?"

"What are you doing..?"

He continued caressing his shaft and watching, her hands moved like molasses as she teased her c**t, barely above a whisper her response was to moan his name.

"Woman I need rest and a 5 hour energy drink" with a will power he didn't know he possessed Dean stopped stroking himself, Bella got a couple of seconds to enjoy the view he gave her until he pulled his boxers brief on.

Dean exhaled and turned around,

"Go upstairs.get dressed. s**t, I have a gahdamn snowsuit in my closet you can borrow….tempting me with all that,"

He shook his head Bella couldn't see his face but could sense his smile

"Whatever you want D..!"

She left the kitchen with a bemused look and a dripping p***y, he didn't move until her feet was heard on the stairs, he let out a breath he wasn't aware he was holding, Dean went to the kettle and cautiously felt its side it was warm but he liked his tea with a piping hot water he plugged it back in and flicked the switch on and heard footsteps approaching,

"Gahdamn am not a machine..!"

Smiling he turned around his eyes quickly registered it wasn't Bella standing in the doorway, it was Marcus..!

"Fam..! You are back..?" Dean balked his voice higher than usual. Marcus let go of the rolling suitcase

"Ugh yeah, I came back early it was such a horrible flight back" he walked into the kitchen and plopped himself into one of the nearby chairs staring at his phone.,

"Glad you are back!."

Good to be bruh that trip was pointless really…Huh" my sis called me, have you heard from Bella ..?

Dean focused on the kettle "Me..?"

"I hope it wasn't serious, or about sando." Marcus rubbed his temples eyes closed "God am so tired"

After several seconds his finger paused and Marcus opened his eyes, he squinted at Dean

"D..?"

"Yeah"

"Question?"

"Yeah"

" Why does it smell like p***y here..?"

"Huh ?"

Marcus let out a chest shaking laugh. "Just tell me this was it on this chair?..do I have to burn my clothes..? This entire kitchen..?"

"Stop with all that..!" Dean was trying to think of something smart to say but the fear of what Marcus would do if he realized Bella was there and him drawing blanks. "The kitchen is safe.."

"OK keep your little secret, be right back, Ima shower the trip off me and get somma dat good ass-food i see.,you disinfect all contaminated surfaces.." Marcus turned to leave,

"No..!"

Marcus winced at the volume of Dean's voice and raised an eyebrow "No..? No, what ? Please, please tell me you didn't have her by me..! Bruh I told you to get the soaker tub..you didn't listen to me I even let you use it from time to time, so you can recreate some bubble bath feeding her fruit and s**t, but do you have to f**k in my bed..? Walk your ass back over to your room.."

Dean opened his mouth to chuckle but the noise sounded squeaky and forced,

"Bruh no one had a girl in your room, you are so damn paranoid and if I was gonna have one over I would just blown her back out several times then call her a ride before Dawn" Dean wiped down the island vigorously

"Look, are you just over by yourself.?"

Marcus leaned across the table for a succulent strip of bacon he wolfed it down and smacked his lips, licking the oil that clung to the pad of his fingers,

"She must have been damn good to get this feast, you even had to make bacon or did she make it

..?, yeah on a second thought you would get a casual to cook for you then bounce" he walked to the stairs Dean quickly scanned the kitchen to make sure all appliances were shut off and tailed after Marcus he got to the bottom of the stairs and watched Marcus reach the second landing.