Novel & Cerita Regular Show Benson's Suit

Please, don't let it be a dick pic…. The image loads and all three of us looks with wide eyes. Not a dick pic… but twice as exciting. The picture is centred around the chest of a man, Davon I'm guessing. He's dressed in a black suit, a smart red shirt buttoned neatly and a black tie down the angled lines of the suit front. We can see a good definition of muscles, even through the shirt and blazer. A cufflink on show. 'Liberton'. "Holy shit, Liz, you hit the jackpot here." Lakista mumbles in amazement. "He's rich enough to wear Liberton…"

I turned sharply. Benson stood there with his arms crossed, leaning against the wall, his smile still present. “I think the Alpha did right,” he continued, his eyes shining. “Next time Michelle dares to insult you about not having clothes, you should show her this and slap her on the face—” “Take them back.” The words slipped out before I could stop myself. Silence fell. The maids froze. Benson’s smile slowly faded. My stomach churned under their stares, but I forced myself to remain firm.

“No.” “Then what?” “A courtesy.” Benson let out a soft breath that almost sounded like a laugh. “That’s new. Since when do you offer those?” “Since you tied yourself to a man who doesn’t know how to protect what he has.” Benson’s fingers stilled against the table. Only for a split second. The next second, he was relaxed, throwing a steak into his mouth. “You’re starting to sound territorial Reed.” Ethan’s expression didn’t change. “I’m past that.”

Selene’s words awed him into silence, and before he could react, she was already at the door, “Tsk! Indeed! And I am the highest paid actor in the whole of Bloomsbay. Tsk!” His words were laced with nothing but sarcasm, but Selene was unfazed. “See you around, master Benson.” Selene responded in a disinterested tone, to which Benson didn’t hesitate in responding, “Sure, Bella. See you around.” As Selene disappeared into the room, Benson still roamed his scrutinizing gaze all over Selene’s body, her figure clearly committed to his memory. He was shocked to notice that her skin looked flawless, though her walking was a little awkward.

I ran up to hug Alpha Benson's waist just before he could wear his robe, but he pushed me away with great force and growled. "Do not touch me next time!" His eyes were red as coals, and I moved away from him. His body was also hot as hell, and I asked him, "What's wrong with you? You look so sick?" Benson wore his robe to cover his nákedness away from my line of sight. He replied in a cold voice, "It's none of your business. Go home and keep your distance away from me." I watched him walk away, but I wasn't giving up yet.

We just stood there, staring at each other. The sound of the heavy double doors clicking open instantly shattered the moment. I ripped my hand away from Alvin's arm and turned around, my expression instantly switching. Benson walked into the dining room, adjusting the cuffs of his expensive suit jacket. He looked perfectly refreshed and put-together. "Good morning, you two," Benson said smoothly, a smile on his face. "Good morning, Benson!" I greeted him back immediately, making my voice sound bright, cheerful. I even forced a warm smile onto my face, acting like I was genuinely happy to see him.

she said, now swaying her lower body. “Benson sizzled and walked toward his suit pants. He should have some cash to get rid of her so he would have peace. He dipped his hand into his suit pocket and brought out some cash. As he turned her saw her completely naked staring into his eyes. He was taken aback. The door was still open and anybody passing by the corridor would see her naked with him in just his boxer shorts. It was clear what anybody would think. He skipped to the door and closed it.

I replied to him. Benson sits up at the edge of the bed. He pulls his pants on and throws his shirt on. “Andie, I actually have to get to work now. I have a gig I have to complete and it has to be done tonight. I’ll text you in a little while.” He begins to walk out of the bedroom and soon I hear the door to the apartment close.

Benson's commanding presence and a sleek glass dildo set the stage for an intense exploration of pleasure. As he watches, his partner's desire builds, leading to a powerful release that leaves them both wanting more. An unexpected twist reveals a strap-on, taking their journey to new heights. Benson stands before me, his tall frame casting a shadow over the dimly lit room. *************************** ~JESSICA POV~ Benson stands before me, his tall frame casting a shadow over the dimly lit room. His eyes, a piercing blue, hold a mixture of dominance and desire as he reaches into the bag he's been carrying.