Rumpled Between The Sheets (10 page)

Chapter Ten

Fall 1979

Benjamin smiled,
watching each elegant model take the runway in the collection he and Mary had
put together. Each flowing dress elicited a myriad of amazed reactions from the
crowd. He didn't know how she'd pulled it off working out of her small shop in Beowulf
Hollow. He glanced in her direction. She held their baby girl in her arms. His
grin grew when he remembered the finger-wagging old Janis Flannigan gave them
one morning when she saw no ring on Mary's finger and her swollen belly. His
love's blunt "put a cork in it, Janis" had shut the waitress and
owner of the diner up faster than any gasp from the other customers.

While he planned
to marry her, they both agreed they didn't want to rush into it. His happy
accident in getting her knocked up had scared him at first. Seeing Mary's joy
drowned out any apprehension he had. He wanted to see her belly grow with child
several more times. The way Mary held their daughter casually on her hip seemed
so right.

A few of their
fashions had not yet entered the runway and Mary was nowhere near finishing her
conversation with Vivian. The woman had laughed with delight when Benjamin told
her who he was. He wondered if Vivian had played a part in getting them
together, like Ginger had.

He wasn't about
to go out there without her at his side. She deserved the majority of the
credit for what they created and he refused to steal her spotlight. Benjamin
walked up beside the chatting pair.

"Okay, you
two. I have to whisk away this beautiful lady for the runway." He wrapped
his arm around Mary.

"Why
Benji
.
I didn't realize you were into
threesomes." Vivian winked. "Give Rose over, Mary. I'll watch her
while you bask in the spotlight."

Mary pecked
Vivian on the cheek before handing her child over. Rose squealed in her arms.

"Now let's
see what kind of trouble we can into." Vivian bounced the baby as she
walked away.

Benjamin kissed
Mary on the forehead. "Have I mentioned how
fuckable
you look in that jade dress?"

"Several
times, actually." She smacked him on the chest. "We have to make an
appearance." He captured her lips and kissed her. Her tongue met his and
he groaned.

"Come on,
Mary, or I'm going to bend your over right here." He nipped her ear.

"Tease."

"Hardly."
He gripped her
buttocks and thrust forward to prove to her how ready he was. Her eyelids
drooped and her mouth opened slightly. Their names filtered through the sound
system and he sighed. Taking her hand, he led her to the runway. At the
entrance, he pressed the small of her back.

"Go out
there and dazzle them with this last piece. I'll be right behind you." Benjamin
smacked her ass and Mary jumped. Her hips swayed as she ascended the last of
the steps. The temptress used her wiles and his cock roared in his pants. Turning
away to compose
himself
, Benjamin chuckled. His
erection was too obvious to walk out right behind her. After a few deep
breaths, his pants tent was manageable. Mary had gotten halfway up the runway by
the time he entered, waving to the crowd. As he caught up to her, Benjamin
slipped his arm around her waist. At the end, he stood behind the microphone
and waited for the crowd to die down. The models were in a neat row behind
them.

"First,
thank you all for coming out to see my collection." Mary stiffened at his
side. He rubbed the small of her back with his thumb to soothe her. "But I
have to confess something to you. It's not all mine. In fact, I had little say
in what you see before you because I've found something that made concentrating
on my line of work impossible. So, I present to you my distraction and creator
of this wonderful collection. Miss Mary
Becken
."
He kissed her on the cheek and backed away a few steps.

Benjamin loved
the flush in her cheek and barely heard her speech explaining the fabrics
created or the designs worked on. He wanted this evening to end, for her to be
in his arms again. When the crowd roared, he grabbed her by the hand and led
her away. Out of the limelight, Benjamin wove them around the racks of clothing.
When he spotted the women's bathroom door ajar, he slipped in with Mary,
clicking the lock closed.

The blush was
still in her cheeks and his thumb ran over the ruddy canvas. "I am going
to fuck you right here with your panties around your ankles, Miss
Becken
."

"There's
just one problem with that, Mr.
Elstiltzkin
."
Her hand caressed his cock through the fabric. "I'm not wearing any."

"Oh, you
bad girl."
Benjamin whipped her around.
"Hands on the sink, Miss
Becken
."
His breathing hammered his chest as
she curled her fingers around the porcelain. He undid his belt, snapping the
leather together. Shoving the dress up to reveal his lover's bare ass, he
licked his lips. Benjamin smoothed his hand over the left cheek before his
leather belt kissed the skin. Mary moaned in pleasure. Mirroring his actions on
the other cheek, he received the same reaction. One of her favorite
punishments, he had no doubt her defiance to his requests were with purpose. No
panties always sent his cock into overdrive and his pleas for her to sheath her
sex in anything from cotton to lace were unheeded more than not. He whacked her
again before sliding a finger along her slit.

"Nice and
wet."
His finger penetrated her sex. "Is this what you want?" Another
finger joined the first and he stroked them along her inner folds.

"I want
your cock inside me, Mr.
Elstiltzkin
." Her
breathing quickened. His fingers increased their speed.

"How bad do
you want my cock?" he dropped the belt and slapped her with an open palm.
Her pussy clenched around his fingers.

"Fuck me
hard, Mr.
Elstiltzkin
."

Benjamin obliged,
his digits pounding her pussy. Her pleasurable moans had a hint of frustration
for him denying her his cock. He pulled free.
"On your
knees, Miss
Becken
."
He unzipped his
pants and let them fall free. She spun and sank down.

Her tongue
darted out to lick off the
precum
. As her lips
encompassed the tip, he thrust in. His hands rested on the sink as his hips
bucked. Little by little she took more of his shaft until her mouth swallowed
him whole. He stilled when her tongue swirled around the base, her delicate
fingers massaging his balls. Ever so slowly, he retreated. In one swift motion,
he helped her off the floor and bent her back over the sink. His cock found its
sanctuary between her legs. Warm and inviting, Benjamin pumped with abandon. Mary
fumbled for purchase as he gave in to her wish. The hand dryer came to life as
her hand slapped against it.

He wrapped his
arm around her waist to steady her as they violently collided. She wailed with
each thrust. He wanted to hear her come again. His need bubbled to the surface.
His moans joined hers as he gritted his teeth. Mary shattered and he spilled
inside her. Unwilling to let her go, Benjamin held on, with his head resting on
his love's back. The dryer stopped.

"If I
didn't know better, I'd say someone wants another child." She chuckled.

He kissed
between her shoulder blades. "I didn't hear any protests."

"I'd like
to blame it on the hair dryer." She sighed. "I'm going to need a
nanny if this keeps up."

"Nonsense."
He slid out of
her and gathered some paper towels to clean them up. "You're designs when
you were pregnant with Rose were amazing. I'll gladly watch our brood to see
you using that pretty head of yours."

"Oh."
She winked, pulling down her dress. "You're admitting it now."

"Never
doubted it."
He zipped back up.

"You think
they noticed our departure?"

Someone knocked
on the door.

"If you're
through, there are some girls needing to use the bathroom," Vivian
whispered.

Benjamin
laughed. "Well, the cat's out of the bag." He kissed her again.
"Let's get home, Miss
Becken
. I want to spend
the evening making you very sore in all the right places."

The
End

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