I like to fuck around and waste time for at least ~6-10 hours per day, and let me tell you, that really puts some pressure on your schedule. you have no idea how busy I am
aka: shy!reader who has Benny Cross positively wrapped around your finger from the very first time you stood before him with a bowl of homemade chocolate chip cookies.
* means it can be read on its own!
Part 1 Little Bunny
Part 2 The Ride
Part 3 A Date
Part 4 Rooftop Conversations
Part 5 Ponytails and Promises
One Shots*
SFW Alphabet*
NSFW Alphabet*
Life Raft*
Broken Glass*
Sweet Talking*
Bruised Ego*
Love, Lids, & Lessons*
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Summary Fully taken with Benny, he moves in with you, and improves your life in ways you never expected. The first month living with Benny is the domestic bliss of your dreams, ultimately leading to a rushed decision between you two that leaves everyone stunned.
♠️ Passionate Smut ♠️ Moving in together•love and affection•oral female•squirting•beholden sex •fingering•dirty talk•Dom Benny rough sex •sex on a dining room table•girl on top•Sub Benny •sex in a car• multiple orgasms •creampies
Heavily Based on The Bikeriders Movie 🏍️ Inspo: Anonymous requests combined 🏍️ •Benny makes you squirt with oral •Benny gets drunk & rough •Benny does something super affectionate for reader •Benny super submissive w reader on top •Benny drives a car for once
Playing House
Benny officially moves in with you, his arrival marked by a large, worn rucksack slung over his shoulder. You’ve made space for him in your closet, and he methodically puts his thing away, arranging them with practiced ease.
Once he’s finished he stands admiring his belongings with yours and you approach him, gently resting your hands on his broad chest.
“We live together now, Benny,” you say with a warm smile, looking up to him with affection. “And I’m so glad to have you here with me.” You confess, your voice soft and filled with emotion as your fingertips trail along the firmness of his chest.
He grins down at you, his eyes softening “I’m glad too,” he replies, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you even closer.
You feel his warmth enveloping you, his strong arms offering a comforting security.
“Feels like a dream,” he murmurs his thumbs tracing along the curve of your lower back.
“It’s real, Benny,” you respond, your voice almost a whisper as your eyes lock with his. He leans in capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. His large hands roam your back, pressing you against him even closer and you can feel the intensity of his emotions in every caress and brush of your lips together.
He pulls back slightly, his eyes shining with love. “I get to come home to you,” he says smiling and lifts you effortlessly around his waist his hands holding the backs of your thighs.
You smile, feeling the thrill of being carried in his strong arms “Yes, Benny this is your home now.” You confirm.
His adoring gaze lingers on you, and driven by an intense desire, he presses his lips with yours, his passionate kiss deepening as he holds you firmly in his embrace, steadily carrying you to the bed.
He lays you down gently in the center and trails his hands along your curves, his touch gentle, his eyes filled with affection. “I want you,” he whispers, his voice thick with emotion.
You gaze up into his eyes, your heart racing with love for him. “I want you too, Benny,” you whisper, your words filled with longing.
Hearing your response he quickly unfastens your shorts sliding them off and tossing them aside. He lays down positioning himself between your legs and spreads them wide apart with his hands. His face lowers pressing soft kisses against your panties the warmth of his breath and the heat of his mouth seep through the delicate fabric, tightening your core in anticipation.
“I’m going to make you feel so good,” he whispers, his eyes locking onto yours with a promise.
You bend your knees slightly lifting your hips. “Please, Benny” you whisper, your voice filled with need. He slips his thumbs into the waist bad, pulling your panties up and over your knees and swiftly casting them aside.
He trails his lips down your inner thigh, the wet heat of his mouth kissing all the way down until he flicks his tongue out, teasing your entrance and making you moan.
“It’s so good, Benny,” you cry out, and he intensifies the sensation, moving his tongue deliberately to tease and pleasure you even more.
He moves to your clit, flicking his tongue against it with just the right pressure to make you squirm.
“You taste so sweet,” he whispers, his breath fanning against your wetness, and when he looks up at you his eyes are filled with hunger.
He slowly latches his eager mouth onto your delicate folds, his lips and tongue moving in a deliberate rhythm that sends waves of pleasure through your core.
His facial hair gently grazes your sensitive skin, intensifying the sensation even more and your body shudders as his warm mouth and the precise movements of his tongue drive you closer to the edge.
“Oh Benny,” you moan, reaching down and tangling your fingers in his hair. Your chest rises and falls as your breaths come in short desperate gasps trying your endure the sensation of his mouth devouring you with passion between your legs.
You arc your back, your thighs involuntarily closing around his head and his hands grip your hips holding you steady. Each stroke of his tongue is deliberate, every flick sending jolts of pleasure to your core. Your hands tug into his hair as you desperately moan unable to control the movements of your hips as you push against him, seeking more.
He slips two of his fingers inside of you, knowing just the way to make you come, and you moan in the air as his tongue moves expertly, flicking and circling your clit as his fingers gently slide in and out of your walls.
The sensation is overwhelming, and you can feel yourself getting closer to the edge. He continues his relentless pace, his tongue and fingers working in tandem to drive you to ecstasy.
Your moans become louder as you feel your orgasm approaching. Benny senses it and works his tongue faster, his fingers thrusting harder flicking your clit and curling inside, delicately stroking a ridge that makes you gasp and moan. The tightness builds until you can’t hold back, and you cry out as you orgasm, the intense release washing over you.
He rubs his fingers faster against a certain place inside that has your walls contracting as your hips buck softly and you feel a sudden rush of liquid squirting out. Benny groans in satisfaction enjoying the taste of your sweet release around his fingers. He pulls back taking in the sight of you lost in ecstasy, your chest heaving, your skin flushed and your walls throbbing around his fingers .
“That’s it, baby,” he whispers licking his lips of your come, his eyes gleaming with pride prolonging your pleasure even more.
“Benny… “ you whimper as your body convulses from overstimulation. Your thighs trembling from the aftermath of your intense release and he slowly removes his fingers from you, sucking them clean.
You lay on the bed your mind in a haze of bliss and exhaustion, your limbs feeling heavy and weak as you try to recover from the overwhelming pleasure.
“You came in my mouth,” he says with a satisfied grin.
You turn your head to look at him, a weak smile forming on your lips. “I didn’t know I could do that,” you say breathlessly. “But it felt so good.”
He grins, his eyes filled with pride. “I love making you feel good,” he confesses. Leaning back, he grabs his shirt at the hem, pulling it over his head and tossing it aside. You gaze at his firm chest and chiseled abs, your breath catching as he skillfully unbuttons his jeans, pushing them down and freeing his large, erect cock.
“I want to give you everything,” he says fully naked as he climbs back on top of you. “I need to feel you, always,” he says, lining his stiff cock against you. “You’re everything to me,” he whispers before leaning down and kissing you.
He slowly pushes in and you feel every ridge and vein of his cock, the way it pulses and throbs inside makes you quickly grab his neck, your nails digging in as he inches deeper and deeper inside of your walls.
You stare into his eyes as he shudders feeling you stretch around his size, the warmth of his breath fanning against your skin. His cock reaches the deepest place inside of you as his hips press firmly between your legs, and you moan loudly, your voice trembling with pleasure.
He watches your every expression, his gaze filled with a mix of raw passion and tender affection.
“You were made for me,” he breathes, his hips starting to move steadily and deeply. “You take me so well” he rasps and you feel the sensation of his cock thrusting inside you, stretching and filling you so completely that it’s almost too much to bear. He holds you tightly, his body pressed against yours, the intimacy of the moment intensifying with each deep stroke.
“You’re perfect for me,” he whispers, his voice filled with adoration. “I’m falling for you.”
You look up at him, astonished by his words as a wave of emotion flows through you.
“Benny, I’m falling for you too,” you breathe, and he pushes inside of you faster, groaning as his thrusts become harder, his need to be close to you driving him to the edge. Every shared breath and touch between you intensifying his pleasure.
“Oh Benny!” you moan out, feeling his pace become reckless, his hips clapping against you, sending waves of pleasure to your core. He grips your hips tightly, pulling you closer with each thrust. The intensity of his cock stretching and filling you so completely makes you his entirely.
“I want to feel you come for me,” he rasps, his voice thick with need, his eyes filled with raw passion.
“Oh god, Benny yes!” you cry out as your walls begin clenching around him, your moans mixing with his in shared ecstasy. Each powerful stroke, sends you closer to the edge, your breaths coming in short, desperate gasps. His movements become erratic, his hips faltering as he nears his climax.
“I can’t hold back,” he cries, his voice filled with need. His movements become desperate, his hips snapping with each thrust. His cock drives into you at such a dangerous rate you feel shockwaves radiate through your core.
Your walls begin to flutter, and your orgasm crashes into you, sending waves of pleasure rolling through your body. You cry out, trembling uncontrollably as the ecstasy overwhelms you and he shudders, his cock pulsing violently as he releases his cum deep within you. The warmth spreads through your core as his body trembles from the intensity of his climax.
As the waves of pleasure subside, he collapses gently on top of you, his breath ragged, his heart pounding against your chest. His forehead rests against yours, his eyes closed, and you can feel the warmth of his breath mingling with your own.
He presses a tender kiss to your lips, his touch soft and reverent. “I’ve never felt anything like this before,” he whispers, his voice filled with awe.
You smile, your fingers trailing down his back soothingly. “Me neither, Benny.”
He nuzzles into your neck, his lips brushing against your skin. “I don’t ever want to let you go,” he confesses, his voice barely above a whisper.
You wrap your arms around him, holding him closer. “I’m not going anywhere Benny.” you reply softly
He sighs as his body relaxes against you. “I’m so glad your mine,” he says, his voice filled with emotion.
You run your fingers through his hair, your heart swelling with love. “I’m glad you’re mine too Benny.”
He pulls back slightly, looking into your eyes with a gentle smile. He kisses you once more, soft and lingering, before resting his head on your chest, listening to the steady beat of your heart as you weave your fingers through his hair and both lay there, savoring the closeness and the unspoken bond between you.
Domestic Bliss
The next five weeks are domestic bliss. Benny begins fixing things around the house, small things at first, changing light bulbs, tightening loose screws. Then he takes on bigger tasks, clearing the rain gutters and repairing the fence in the back yard.
Every time he’s working on a task, you bring him a cold beer. You discover his favorite brand is Schlitz and always keep them stocked in the refrigerator. He gives you an affectionate kiss before getting back to work, determined to make the place even better than it was before.
In the evenings, his favorite thing to do is sit on the couch with you curled up on him, watching shows. Beer in one hand, his fingertips trailing along your thigh with the other. He is fascinated by the television, smiling and laughing at the vivid images on the screen, and you gaze at him, enjoying how relaxed and cared for he looks.
One day, Benny asks if he can fix something in one of the locked rooms downstairs. When he describes a strange electric sound and the room it’s coming from you realize it’s your fathers office and immediately get the keys
As you unlock the door you click on the light stepping aside to let Benny enter. The room is pristine, every item meticulously placed. The walls are lined with shelves filled with books and neatly organized binders.
A large mahogany desk sits in the center, its surface immaculate except for a few carefully arranged papers and a polished brass lamp. The room smells faintly of leather and old paper, framed photos and certificates adorn the walls, each telling a story of your father’s professional journey.
Benny walks over to the desk, his eyes scanning the surface before finding the source of the noise, a small radio emitting static. He clicks it off, the sudden silence amplifying the room’s stillness.
He continues looking over the desk, his curiosity piqued by the array of items scattered across it. He opens a folder, interested in what it contains and looks over the documents inside.
“Your dad was a higher-up?” he asks, and you answer him leaning against the doorframe, too timid to walk inside.
“He worked for Ford Motors, and my mother was an accountant,” you explain. He hums, putting the folder back in place before he walks around the office, taking in more details.
He stops at a corner where your fathers golf clubs are neatly arranged, his fingers brushing over the handles. He pulls one out and examines it, a playful smile on his face, and you giggle, knowing he doesn’t know how to play.
He puts the club back and notices a set of car keys hanging on a hook above the golf clubs. His eyes widen as he reaches up to take them. “Is this what I think it is?” he asks in astonishment and you grin, extending your hand to him from the doorway.
“Come, I’ll show you” you say, and lead him out of the office.
You bring him to your father’s garage, clicking on the light and watching as Benny’s eyes fill with awe.
The garage is a car enthusiast’s dream, the tools are immaculately organized on pegboards with workbenches lining the walls. Each station has its specific purpose, one dedicated to buffing and polishing, another for engine work and another for detailing and wheel maintenance. All of the supplies are meticulously labeled and arranged.
In the center of the garage, under a protective cover, sits a car. Benny walks towards it, his excitement palpable as he runs his hand over the covered shape.
“Your dad worked on cars I thought he was white collar?” he asks, glancing back at you.
You smile thoughtfully “My father loved cars, it was his passion. He knew every part and piece. I would sit right there” you say, pointing to a chair at his work desk. “and watch him work for hours,” As you recall the memory your eyes begin to slowly well up with tears and you quickly wipe them away so Benny doesn’t see.
Benny is far too excited, running his hand over the car cover. “May I?” he asks, hesitantly seeing you saddened with your arms crossed. You snap out of your mood and put a smile on. “Yes, of course, Benny,” you oblige.
Benny’s eyes light up as he pulls the cover back, revealing a cream white 1965 White Ford Mustang. He whistles in appreciation, running his hand along the hood. “This,” he says, coming around to the driver’s side, “is a fine piece of machinery.”
He pulls the handle and pops the front door open. “You want to take it for a drive?” he asks excitedly.
You laugh. “Benny, I can’t drive, and it’s a stick.”
He grins. “I’ll teach you how to drive,” he says, and your heart melts at his enthusiasm.
“Benny I would love that ,” you say, excitedly.
He grins coming closer “Tell you what,” he says wrapping you in his arms. “We’ll make a day of it tomorrow. I’ll teach you to drive out near the lake.”
You smile looking up at him affectionately . “I’ll plan a picnic for us,” you say thoughtfully and you can see his eyes glisten with emotion, his words getting stuck in his throat.
“What is it, Benny?” you smile, stroking his arm.
“I’ll tell you later,” he says softly planting a loving kiss on your forehead.
Later that evening before you prepare dinner, you decide to surprise Benny by putting on a special dress. You head upstairs and choose a low cut, form fitting one that accentuates your curves. The dress is a deep shade of burgundy, hugging your body and highlighting your waist. The neckline plunges just enough to show off the alluring curve of your cleavage.
Standing in front of the mirror, you carefully apply your makeup adding few strokes of mascara and a deep red lipstick that complements the color of your dress.
Then you head down to the kitchen to prepare dinner for the evening, Salisbury steak with peas and mashed potatoes. As you cook, you hear Benny’s small fits of laughter as he watches The Andy Griffith Show, making you smile.
Once the Salisbury steaks are ready, you plate them generously and ladle the gravy on top. You serve them with creamy mashed potatoes and tender peas, arranging everything neatly on the plates.
You set the table and call to him, “Supper’s ready, Benny.” You hear him click off the TV and walk toward the dining room, drawn in by the delicious aroma of the meal. You set the plates of food on the table, and quickly head back to the kitchen, realizing you forgot one thing.
You head to the refrigerator to fetch Benny a beer only to discover he’s already finished two six packs during the day. You blink in disbelief but make a note on the refrigerator pad to get more.
Benny sits down, thoroughly impressed by what you’ve prepared and when you return to the dining room, he compliments the meal, “Looks amazing, baby.” He says voice trailing off as gazes at you, enamored by your beauty seeing you’ve dressed up for the evening.
You bring Benny his beer leaning over him to place it on the table, and in the low-cut dress he looks down the valley of your breasts his eyes filled with lust. You catch him peeking and you grin at him.
“What’s the special occasion baby?” he asks his voice soft, enraptured by your appearance.
“Well,” you say, taking your seat and suddenly becoming shy. “It’s silly really,” you say, feeling bashful and beginning to eat your mashed potatoes instead.
“Tell me,” he says, cutting and taking a bite of his Salisbury steak.
“Well, as of last week…we’ve spent the whole month together…and…and this is the happiest I’ve ever felt, Benny.” you say genuinely
Benny sucks in a breath, your words affecting him greatly, and he takes a moment to recover, his eyes filled with devotion as he looks at you. “I love making you happy,” he confirms.
You smile warmly from his heartfelt response. “I..I just wanted to do something special is all,” you say shyly, looking away from his intense gaze.
As you finish the satisfying meal, you begin clearing the table.
“You need any help with the dishes, baby?” Benny asks, resting back taking a sip of his beer.
“No, it’s fine you relax,” you reply, smiling at him.
You can feel his eyes on you as you take the dishes into the kitchen, you clear the entire table, leaving only his utensils.
As you come to collect them, he’s already waiting for you, his chair pulled back from the table. With a soft but insistent grip, he takes your wrist and draws you onto his lap, his arms encircling you securely. His strong hands rest possessively on your waist, pulling you close against his chest. You can feel his warmth and the steady beat of his heart as he holds you, his fingers lightly grazing your back
“You look stunning tonight,” he murmurs, his lips brushing against your ear as he grins. His voice is a low, intimate rumble that sends shivers down your spine.
“Thank you, Benny,” you reply, your voice barely above a whisper as you feel his hand hold your waist.
He stares into your eyes with deep intensity as his other hand trails over the smooth fabric of your dress, moving slowly down to your thighs parting your legs.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he says, his voice thick with need and as he kisses you deeply you taste the beer on his breath. He reaches his hand between your legs and rubs against your covered folds with a mix of reverence and desire finding your clit and flicking his fingertip against it making you moan into his mouth.
“You’re so good to me,” he whispers against your lips as his other hand cups your breasts through the fabric of your dress, his touch sending waves of pleasure through you.
Your head tilts back as he kisses along your throat squeezing your breast while he rubs your clit simultaneously. “How do I make you feel?” he asks between kisses on your neck.
“Y-you make me feel so special, Benny,” you shakily whisper, your words trailing off.
“I’m glad,” he responds smiling against your skin and his hand slides up your thighs, lifting your dress slightly. “Let me show you just how special you are to me.”
He stands you up with him and gently bends you over the dining room table, pressing your chest against the wood. His hand caresses your back as he unfastens his jeans. “I want you right here,” he whispers.
Your heart races as he pulls your dress up, his touch both gentle and demanding. He pulls your panties down, and the intensity of the moment takes your breath away. His hand grips your hip firmly, his fingers grazing the sensitive skin at your entrance, sending a shiver up your spine.
“You have no idea how much I need you” He says trailing a finger along your folds, barely brushing against your clit, making you gasp.
“I want you in my life for as long as I can” He says touching you slowly, building anticipation with every stroke of his fingertips against the softness of your folds. You feel the slickness grow between your legs as he gently touches you.
“Oh god Benny” you softly whisper against the table enduring his touch.
“You’re getting so wet for me,” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire.
“Please, Benny,” you whimper, your voice trembling with need.
“Not yet, baby,” he replies, his tone both soothing and commanding. “I want to take my time with you, show you how special you are to me”
His fingers circle your entrance, spreading your wetness around as he continues to tease you. “Benny, please,” you beg, your breath shaking. He lightly grazes your clit, making you moan softly.
“I love watching you like this, all desperate for me,” he whispers, his voice dripping with satisfaction.
His fingers continue their teasing, alternating between gentle caresses and firm strokes, as you begin to clench inside, your body responding eagerly to his every touch until the intensity becomes overwhelming.
“Benny Please! I need you,” you cry out , your body aching for more.
“I know, baby,” he whispers, his fingers finally pressing against your entrance. “I’m always going to give you everything you need.”
He slips a finger all the way inside of you, and the sensation causes your walls to tighten. He moves it slowly at first, curling it slightly to find your most sensitive spot.
“Oh god, Benny,” you gasp, your body arching against his hand.
“I’m always gonna satisfy you,” he says, adding another finger, filling you up with a delicious stretch. You cry out loudly as he thrusts them in and out. His thumb brushing against your clit in a rhythm that drives you to ecstasy. You moan loudly against the table, surrendering completely to him.
“That’s it, baby, let it all out,” he murmurs, his voice filled with encouragement. “I love hearing you like this. You’re so beautiful when you let go.”
He increases the pace, his fingers plunging deeper, the sound of your wetness filling the room. Your breaths come in ragged gasps as your body trembles. He feels your walls rhythmically contracting as he expertly works you towards the edge.
“That’s it, baby,” he murmurs, his voice husky with desire. “I can feel how close you are” he says, thrusting his fingers harder, curling them deeper. “Let me feel you come.”
You moan as he presses his thumb firmly against your clit, the sensation pushing you over the edge.
You moan desperately loud as waves of pleasure course through your body. Your walls clenching around his fingers
“That’s it, baby, just like that,” he whispers, his voice full of encouragement.
Your walls flutter as your orgasm hits you with an intensity that leaves you breathless, your body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure crash over you.
He slowly withdraws his fingers, the loss of their touch leaving you breathless. With a firm yet gentle grip, he guides you upward, his hands sliding around your waist. He turns you toward him effortlessly lifting you by your waist and setting you down on the dining room table.
“I want to see how much Im pleasing you” he says his eyes are dark with lust and he roughly pulls down the front of your dress.
You gasp as he lavishes attention on your exposed breasts, sucking your sensitive nipples and squeezing the tender flesh until your moans grow louder, filling the dining room.
His hand trails down your body, sliding between your legs, and finding your wetness again. He slips his fingers inside of you, curling and pressing against the soft ridge that makes you clench on his fingers.
“Oh Benny “You whine feeling incredibly sensitive from the first orgasm. Every touch sending shocks to your core. He continues to finger you, prolonging the pleasure, making your moans turn into whimpers of exquisite overstimulation.
His tongue flicks and circles your nipples, sending electric pulses of pleasure through your body. He gently sucks and firmly pulls, each movement increasing your wetness until you can hear the squishing of his fingers pushing in. You can feel his suction increasing, drawing more of your breast into his mouth, then his teeth graze lightly in a teasing manner that makes you moan uncontrollably.
It all becomes too much, and you cry out as you orgasm again. Your body shuddering, as you moan his name. Benny releases your nipple and watches you intently, his eyes filled with awe and satisfaction, taking in every expression of pleasure on your face as your walls clench around his fingers. The waves of pleasure wash over you ar such an intensity you squirt releasing warm liquid that coats his hand as he removes his fingers.
“That’s it,” he whispers, his voice full of pride and admiration. “That’s what I want to see.”
He positions himself at your entrance, pressing his large cock against you, “Need to be inside you now,” He groans his voice raw with desire.
“Benny… please…,” you beg him unable form words from experiencing so much pleasure and he opens your legs wider, seeing you are absolutely soaked for him.
He groans and from the sight and slowly pushes his cock into you, stretching you out completely until you meet the base. You cry out at the sensation, your walls throbbing around him to accommodate his size and he moves with a desperate urgency, thrusting into you with powerful strokes. His hands grip your hips, pulling you closer with each thrust, his cock filling you so completely it’s too much to bear. Your head falls back as your mouth opens in a silent cry and he hold ofyou against him.
“Need you so much,” he rasps, his movements becoming more intense.
Small desperate cries escape your throat as your body arcs against him on each thrust.
“Every part of you I can’t get enough” he breathes quickening his pace snapping his hips against you with such a relentless rhythm that you cling to him, your nails digging into his back leaving marks as the pleasure builds to an unbearable peak. He thrusts hard and fast, driving you both towards a powerful climax.
“I’m close,” he rasps, his voice strained with pleasure. “Need to come.”
Your breaths come in short, desperate gasps as you lock eyes with him, nodding for him to fill you up, your body trembling with need.
“Come for me, baby,” he says, gazing back deeply into your eyes. “Give me one more.” He breathes and kisses you hard reaching his hand between your bodies. He finds your swollen clit and presses his fingertips firmly against it with a motion that makes you orgasm.
“Benny …oh god…Benny “ you cry out his name trembling as your walls tightly clench around his cock and waves of pleasure roll unending through your body. He groans deeply, his hips pressing against you as he empties himself inside, each spasm of his cock intensifying the waves of your own pleasure.
As the last pulses of his orgasm subsides, he slows his movements, staying buried deep, panting heavily, his body gradually coming down from the intense high. He rests his forehead against yours, breathing hard.
“I don’t know what came over me,” he breaths, his voice filled with a mix of awe and satisfaction. “You felt so good I couldn’t hold back.”
You smile, your body still tingling from the pleasure of your orgasm. “It’s okay, Benny,” you whisper, turning his head and pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. “ I loved every moment of it”
He looks up, his eyes filled with tenderness and gratitude. “I just can’t get enough of you,” he admits, his voice low and sincere. “I love being with you”
You smile, your hand reaching up to gently stroke his cheek. “I love being with you too Benny.”
He presses a soft kiss to your lips and stays close, his arms wrapped around you, holding you in a protective embrace. The intensity of the moment lingering as you two fall desperately in love with each other.
Since I Met you
You awaken in the early hours of the morning, hearing a strange whirring noise. “Benny,” you say, reaching over in the dark finding his spot empty. “Benny?” you call out again, but there’s no response. You check your nightstand clock, seeing it’s 3 a.m.
The whirring noise stops, and you realize it’s coming from the garage. After a moment of silence, you assume Benny must be working on his bike. Though the hour is odd, you lay back on your pillow exhausted and quickly fall asleep.
When you awaken in the morning, Benny is fully dressed, cradling you with a smile on his face. “Benny, were you watching me sleep?” you ask groggily as you awake in confusion. He stares at you affectionately. “I guess so,” he admits , his voice trailing off. He slowly presses a kiss to your forehead, a twinkle of excitement in his eyes. “Big day today,” he says, stroking his fingers through your hair. “Gonna teach my girl how to drive.” Your face lights up and you smile, making him smile in return.
“I’ll get up and get ready,” you say grinning as you glance at him already dressed and prepared.
“Looks like you got a head start on me staying up all night,” you tease and his eyes shift away awkwardly. “You heard that?” he asks shyly. “Yeah, Benny, the whole neighborhood heard that,” you laugh.
He chuckles, and you both share a tender kiss before you get up and head to the shower. When you return to your bedroom Benny is nowhere to be seen and you get dressed, feeling excited about the day ahead.
As you walk downstairs, the sweet aroma of baking fills the air and entering the kitchen you are greeted by the sight of Benny standing at the stove, next to a stack of golden brown pancakes already prepared. Your eyes light up with delight. “Oh, Benny!” you gush, and he looks back at you with a wide grin.
“Take a seat I almost have everything ready,” he says, and you eagerly settle at the kitchen counter, watching him cook. His muscular biceps flexing revealed by his muscle tee as he expertly flips another pancake.
You glance around the kitchen at the clutter on the counters and see Benny has gone all out, trying to get everything just right. Mixing bowls, scattered flour, and measuring cups surround him. The sight of Benny cooking is sweetly endearing, and you swoon at the effort and care he’s put into preparing breakfast for you.
He approaches with a plate of hot perfectly golden pancakes, each one uniform in size. He places your plate on the counter in front of you and leans down in pressing a kiss on your temple.
“I wanted to do something special for you,” he says softly. “You always take such good care of me, I wanted to return the favor.”
You smile warmly at him and he quickly gets the syrup from the counter, pouring a generous amount over your stack. He adds a pat of butter, and you watch it melt into the savory breakfast.
He sits next to you, his eyes never leaving your face, watching as you take your first bite. The pancakes are fluffy and delicious, and you nod, smiling at him in approval.
Benny grins, a look of pure joy spreading across his face, and he starts to eat his own pancakes with you. The two of you enjoy your breakfast stealing affectionate glances and grinning until you are both filled, then you tidy up the kitchen together you cleaning up the ingredients as Benny rinses and puts away the dishes.
Once the kitchen is clean, you turn to him for help. “Benny, can you help me get the picnic basket? You ask pointing to a high cabinet.
He smiles “Sure thing,” he says and easily reaches up over you opening the cabinet and pulling the basket from the top shelf.
He places the basket on the counter and you already have another takes. “I have one more favor to ask Benny ” you say shyly.
“Anything for you,” he replies affectionately.
“Can you get the ingredients to prep some sandwiches? I need to go get a blanket upstairs for our picnic.”
“Of course,” he says with a smile, moving towards the fridge. “I’ll get everything ready.”
You head upstairs to fetch the blanket, searching through the hall cupboard. You find a thick quilted one and you fold it smaller. Then you grab two throw pillows stacking them on top.
When you return to the kitchen Benny is bustling putting everything away, he already has four sandwiches neatly placed on the cutting board.
You place the blanket down on the counter stool, staring in awe. “You’re really surprising me today, Benny,” you fawn, and he grins.
“It’s the least I can do,” he says modestly. “I want to make today special for us.”
You walk over to him and plant an affectionate kiss on his cheek. “Well, you definitely are Benny, everything looks amazing.”you compliment and he grins.
You finish placing the sandwiches in a Tupperware container, then grab two crisp apples and a bag of salted potato chips, carefully arrange everything in the basket with napkins on top. Once everything is neatly packed, you seal the basket shut as Benny watches you with a warm smile
“Mmm, drinks,” you say, your eyes lighting up as you remember the beverages and find the small cooler under the counter.
Benny is already ahead of you, grabbing the cutting board and using the ice pick to shatter the ice. He fills the container with the shards and places his beers on top.
“We’ll need to restock the beers again,” you comment, giving him a sly grin.
He tilts his head slightly, a playful smile tugging at his lips. “What if we add whiskey this time?” he suggests, his voice low and enticing.
You laugh softly. “You’re really upping the ante, Benny,” you tease, and his cheeks slightly flush with a boyish gleam in his eyes.
“You know what, you’re right. We don’t need any at the house—I have a stash at the club. The beers are plenty.” He relents quickly.
You step to him staring up affectionately “Of course we’ll get you your whiskey Benny.” You confirm smiling unable to resist his charm.
Benny grins leaning in and capturing your lips with a tender kiss, his eyes lingering on yours a moment longer with a secret glimmering within them, before he shyly looks away. “We should get going,” he says, a hint of excitement in his voice.“
With everything ready, you both head to the garage. Benny opens the car door for you, and you climb in feeling a sense of excitement building. You place the picnic basket in the back seat as Benny opens the driver’s side door, handing you the cooler to place next to it.
He opens the garage door and gets back in the car, starting the engine with a deep roar. The sound of the Mustang’s engine fills the garage, the rumble reverberating through the air.
“Today’s the big day,” he says excitedly, waiting for the engine to warm up.
You gaze at him affectionately, a playful smile on your lips. “I can’t wait, Benny,” you reply.
He turns to you, his eyes softening with warmth. He reaches out, gently brushing a strand of hair from your face and giving you a tender look. “I’m glad you’re with me,” he says softly, his voice filled with genuine affection.
You smile, biting your lip and bashfully look away, “Me too, Benny,” you reply feeling your cheeks flush as you grin unable to meet his intense gaze.
He pulls out onto the driveway, the distinct sound of the clutch engaging and the gears shifting echoing around you.
The car idles as he gets out to pull the garage door down. Then he hops back in the front seat his eyes lighting up.
“I love the sound of this car,” he says, his voice filled with appreciation. “The feel of it.” He says his hands trailing along the steering wheel “There’s nothing quite like it.” he says and shifts into gear as the Mustang roars to life, the powerful engine purring beneath you.
The tires grip the pavement, and you can feel the raw power of the car as Benny expertly navigates the streets. The rhythmic sound of the engine and the satisfying click of the clutch as he shifts gears fill the cabin, creating a symphony of mechanical harmony.
You glance over at Benny, marveling at how confident he looks behind the wheel.
“It’s so different seeing you drive a car Benny ” you remark as you smile.
He grins, his eyes twinkling. “I’m a man of many talents,” he replies with a look that makes you blush.
When you reach the lake, Benny steers off to park on a large dirt path that extends through the nearby field. Once he clicks the engine off, you begin to feel nervous.
He opens his door and steps out, walking around the car to open your door, and extends his hand to help you out.
You get into the driver’s seat while he sits in the passengers and as you settle in behind the wheel, you feel a sense of uneasiness and begin to have terrible doubts.
“Benny, I can’t do this,” you say, holding the wheel tightly.
He tenderly strokes your shoulder, his eyes filled with a deep, admiration.
”You are the most amazing person I know. You can do anything you set your mind to,” he says with honesty.
You look over at him, feeling profoundly sentimental and the way he gazes at you makes your heart flutter, his eyes reflecting a blend of excitement and affection that makes you realize just how much you mean to him.
“C’mon, baby, first things first, start the engine for me.” He says redirecting with a warm smile.
You turn the key, and the car comes to life with a loud roar and the vibration of the engine rumbles through the seat.
“Alright, now, remember to keep calm,” Benny says, his voice steady and encouraging. “The first thing you need to do is press the clutch pedal all the way down with your left foot.”
You follow his instructions, feeling the resistance of the clutch pedal under your foot. “Good. Now, move the gear stick into first gear. It’s the top left position.”
With some effort, you guide the gear stick into place. “Good job baby,” he praises. “Now, gently start to release the clutch while slowly pressing down on the gas pedal with your right foot. It’s all about finding that balance.”
Your hands are trembling slightly, but Benny’s calming presence helps you focus. The car jerks a little as you find the biting point, and manage to get the car moving.
“Thats so good baby alright now, give it a bit more gas and ease off the clutch completely,” he continues. “Listen to the engine. When it starts to sound like it’s working too hard, that’s when you know you need to shift up.”
You drive slowly, the car’s engine purring as you get the hang of it. “You’re going so great baby. When you’re ready, press the clutch again and move the gear stick to second gear, which is down and to the left.”
You take a deep breath, press the clutch, and shift into second gear. The car runs smoothly, and Benny’s proud smile boosts your confidence. “That was perfect baby, Now, just keep practicing that. Every time you need to shift, press the clutch, move the stick, and then release the clutch while giving it some gas.”
The more you practice, the smoother the transitions become. Benny guides you through each shift, his voice full of encouragement and patience. The car responds well to your newfound skill, and before long, you’re driving with more confidence.
You find an open spot, and he talks you through the process of downshifting and coming to a stop.
You follow his instructions, and the car comes to a smooth halt. Turning off the engine, you look over at Benny, who is beaming with pride.
“You did so well for me,” he praises, his voice deeply filled with admiration and unable to resist him any longer, you slip out of your seat, guiding your leg over him and settling yourself firmly onto his lap.
As you straddle him, you gaze deeply into his eyes, your voice soft but filled with emotion. “Thank you, Benny,” you whisper, and before he can respond, you capture his lips in a tender, grateful kiss.
He kisses you back with longing, his mouth moving against yours with a mix of hunger and tenderness. His lips are soft and warm as his tongue slowly twirls against yours. His hands roam up your back, pulling you closer, intensifying the kiss even more. You lift yourself up slightly and break the kiss and his eyes look to you wanting more.
“Take down your jeans, Benny,” you request and reach beneath your dress sliding your fingertips under the band of your panties and pulling them aside, the fabric brushing across your skin as you expose yourself to him.
Benny looks up at you, his eyes dark with lust, and quickly undoes his jeans, pushing them down along with his boxers. His hard length springing free and you can see the anticipation in his eyes.
As you lean down to kiss him again your hands trail down his chest, feeling his heart race under your touch and as your mouths meet in another passionate kiss, his hands grip your hips as you feel his cock press against your entrance.
He’s fully hard, and you’re already wet as you slowly lower yourself onto his cock. You feel the intense stretch as he penetrates your entrance and with his substantial size, it takes a moment to adjust as the pressure of his cock pushing in becomes overwhelming.
“Oh, Benny,” you gasp, feeling the exhilarating fullness as you take him.
“Don’t rush, baby,” he breathes, his voice thick with desire. “You feel incredible on me like this .” He rasps, looking up at you with unwavering intensity.
His words spur you on and the pleasure overtakes the initial resistance as you lower yourself onto him all the way to the base. His eyes are locked on you, completely enamored by how you feel around him.
“You feel so good on me baby,” he rasps, his hands gripping your hips tighter and you begin to ride him, your movements slow and deliberate at first, savoring the feeling of his cock inside of you.
He groans deeply, the sound sending a shiver down your spine and as you pick up the pace, your pleasure intensifies and you both lose yourselves in the rhythm, your bodies moving in perfect harmony.
Benny’s weak moans match your movements, his cock slipping in and out, filling and stimulating you completely. Each roll of your hips sending waves of intense pleasure through both of you.
“Benny, do I make you feel good?” you ask, your voice breathy with exertion.
He struggles to respond, his words coming out in broken gasps. “You make me feel… so good… so good, baby,” he manages to say, his body trembling beneath you, on the edge of his climax.
Your walls clench around him as you near your own orgasm, and you lean in close to his ear, “Show me how good I make you feel Benny.” You whisper.
Your words bring his pleasure to a peak, and Benny lets out a deep, guttural moan, his body trembling with the force of his orgasm. As he comes, you feel the warmth spreading inside you, his release triggering a chain reaction within your own body. The sensation is overwhelming, the pulsations of his cock sending intense shockwaves through your core.
His desperate moans fill your ears, the raw need in his voice pushing you over the edge. Your body tightens around him, your own orgasm crashing through you with a blinding intensity. Your walls clench and flutter around his length, as you ride him each spasm of his cock drawing out your climax and prolonging his pleasure.
You both ride out the waves of your orgasms together, your bodies trembling, hearts racing in unison.
As the aftershocks fade, you lean against him, your forehead resting against his and the car falls into a peaceful quiet. The only sounds the synchronized beating of your hearts and the soft noise of your shared breaths.
In that quiet moment, Benny looks into your eyes, his gaze tender and filled with sincerity. “I love you,” he says and his voice is filled with unwavering conviction.
The depths of his feelings for you resonate in his ocean blue eyes and a smile spreads across your face as you reply, “I love you too Benny.” The connection between you becoming unbreakable as you kiss his lips in the intimate moment sealing your devotion to each other.
After your breathes return to normal you slowly climb off him and return to the driver’s seat. Both of you sit in silence, feeling overwhelmed yet content by the profound connection you’ve just shared.
Benny pulls his pants back on and looks over at you with a satisfied grin. He reaches out, gently placing a hand on your thigh and caressing it with a tender touch, his affection evident in every caress.
“Let’s go to the lake,” he suggests softly and you nod in agreement still basking in the afterglow.
You sit up and start the car driving the short distance to the lake and park turning off the engine.
Benny takes the basket and cooler while you bring the blanket and pillows. The view is beautiful view as you walk to the lake together. The water is surrounded by lush greenery, with the trees casting reflections on the calm, glistening surface.
Benny picks out a cozy spot under a large oak tree near the dock. The shade from the sprawling branches creates a perfect, secluded nook. You lay out the blanket on the grass, smoothing it out before placing the pillows on top to create a comfortable seating area.
You both sit down together, sinking into the softness of the blanket. Benny hands you a cold beer, and you take it with a grateful smile. He then passes you a sandwich and an apple. He opens the bag of chips and you share the simple, delicious food together, the flavors enhanced by the beautiful setting.
The combination of good food, the serene surroundings, and each other’s company makes the moment feel perfect. After sharing a few beers and sandwiches, you feel pleasantly full and at ease. Benny puts the items away and pulls a pillow to place behind his head as he lays down.
You relax into each other as you lay against Benny, resting in his arms. His warmth and closeness providing a sense of comfort and security.
You gaze off into the distance across the water, the gentle ripples reflecting the soft light of the sun. Benny looks at you with a thoughtful expression, his eyes filled with affection and contentment as he holds you close.
“I’ve always loved the view from the dock,” he says, his voice soft with nostalgia. “There’s something peaceful about being right at the edge, feeling the water beneath your feet. I want to show you.”
You smile at him, touched by his sentiment. “Alright, Benny,” you say as he slowly stands and offers his hands, pulling you up.
He takes your hand, and together, you walk over to the dock. The soft sounds of nature surround you, and the gentle lapping of the water against the shore adding to the serene atmosphere. As you reach the edge of the dock, Benny looks perplexed, as if a thought is on his mind that he’s trying to express.
“Benny you’ve been acting this way all day is something on your mind?” you finally ask gently, squeezing his hand.
He pauses, taking a deep breath. “Yeah, there is,” he says, his eyes searching yours and then looking down in thought.
“Being with you makes me realize how much you mean to me.” He says taking a deep breath gathering his thoughts. “I’ve been thinking about us and I want to make sure we keep having moments like this. It’s important to me.”
You stare at him, feeling a touch of confusion mixed with curiosity. “Of course we’ll keep having moments like this, Benny” you say with a smile, trying to lighten the mood. “But what do you mean by all this?” you ask noticing his nervous glances.
He looks down, a mix of excitement and nervousness in his eyes. “I’ve, been working on this with my bike tools for a while. Since I met you, really,” he admits, reaching into his chest pocket. “I’ve wanted to share this with you so many times, but it wasn’t complete. Then when I saw the garage and it had the perfect tool to polish it, I knew…”
His voice trails off as he gets down on one knee, his eyes welling up with emotion as he try’s to keep his composure. “I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you,” he says, his voice trembling slightly as he produces a polished silver ring.
You are stunned, your heart racing with love for him. “Benny,” you say in shock, tears welling up in your eyes.
He looks up at you, his expression a mix of hope and vulnerability. “Will you marry me?” he asks, his voice trembling with emotion.
Overwhelmed by the depth of your feelings, you nod vigorously, a radiant smile spreading across your face. “Yes, Benny! Yes, I will!” you exclaim, your voice choked with happy tears.
He slips the ring onto your finger, and you pull him up into a tight embrace, your lips meeting in a passionate kiss. “I love you so much,” he whispers against your lips, and your heart overflows with joy.
“I love you too,” Benny you reply, shaking with excitement as you hold him tightly. The two of you stand on the dock, lost in the moment with the serene lake stretching out before you, the perfect backdrop for the beginning of your future together.
The New Journey
You and Benny decide to wait a few days to share the exciting news with your friends, you both agreeing that the best place to make the announcement is at the Vandals Biker Club.
Benny calls Johnny to set up a routine meeting and once he gets the confirmation you reach out to your friends, setting a time for everyone to meet there.
On the evening of your planned announcement, the club is buzzing with energy. The bar is filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, laughter, and the steady hum of conversations with old blues playing in the background. The scent of leather and beer mingles in the air, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.
As you and Benny walk in, the familiar faces of his Vandals crew greet you both with hearty cheers. Your friends Danna, Sara, and Emily arrive shortly after, their eyes wide with curiosity and excitement as they take in the lively scene. The old ladies of the biker gang and your friends blend seamlessly, with Danna already knowing everyone to share drinks and stories with.
Benny takes you with him to the pool table, you both feeling a mix of nerves and excitement as he raises a beer bottle, tapping it to get the crowd’s attention.
“Alright, everyone, I’ve got an announcement to make,” he says, his voice raising over the crowd. “I asked her to marry me, and she said yes!”
The bar erupts into cheers and applause, the sound reverberating through the walls and mingling with the raucous laughter and clinking glasses. The roar of approval is deafening, with patrons raising their glasses high in celebration, their voices blending into a joyful cacophony.
Johnny stands stunned, his mouth slightly agape as he processes the news. His usually stoic demeanor cracks, and a wide grin spreads across his face. His eyes widen with a mix of surprise and genuine happiness for Benny. Around him, the Vandals’ cheer grows louder, their boisterous support echoing off the walls.
“Hell yeah!” Brusy bellows, lifting his beer in a toast. The room fills with clinks as everyone’s glasses come together in a celebratory chorus.
“Benny, you old dog!” Wahoo yells, clapping Benny on the back with such force it almost sends him stumbling. “You’ve done good!”
The Vandals, dressed in their leather vests adorned with patches and insignia, crowd around Benny, their expressions a mix of pride and joy. Laughter and cheers blend with the low hum of blues music playing from the jukebox, creating a vibrant, celebratory atmosphere.
Your friends, caught up in the excitement, weave through the crowd, their faces alight with enthusiasm.
Sarah rushes over, grabbing your hand. “Oh my god, let me see the ring!” she exclaims.
You hold out your hand, displaying the simple polished silver band. “It’s from a bolt on Benny’s bike,” you explain, smiling bashfully.
Sarah’s eyes widen in awe. “That’s so unique and romantic! You two are perfect together,” she gushes, Donna gives you a knowing look and Emily nods in agreement admiring the ring.
The old ladies from the biker gang, approach overhearing the conversation.
“How’d he even have time to get your size?” Betty asks, taking your hand and looking it over with a keen eye.
“He checked my hand when I was sleeping,” you say bashfully, feeling a warm blush creep up your cheeks.
The ladies exchange knowing looks,“That sounds just like Benny,” Gale chuckles.
“Always so thoughtful and yet so sneaky,” Cindy adds with a grin.
Benny is in the midst of sharing a story about you with the Vandals, the group eagerly gathered around.
“And when she looked at me like that and I saw that love in her eyes, I knew I was done for,” he reveals and the bikers all chuckle.
His gaze shifts to you, surrounded by the ladies proudly showing off the ring he made for you, your cheeks flushing with a blend of pride and bashfulness.
When you and Benny lock eyes, a spark of connection passes between you two instantly drawing him in.
“Excuse me, fellas, I think she needs me,” he says, breaking away from the Vandals. The group starts to tease, their voices loud and playful.
“Go get her, Benny!” Corky says with a grin.
“Yeah, that’s right Benny, go get your woman!” wahoo yells, roughly patting Benny on the back as he walks through the crowd.
Benny smiles, shaking his head, and strides over to you with a confident swagger. He pulls you close from behind, wrapping his arm around your waist. The ladies around you smile and nudge each other, clearly touched by the tender display of affection. The group gathers, their excitement growing as they watch the two of you together.
“Kiss her! Kiss her! Kiss her!” they chant, banging their beer bottles on tables and shouting with infectious enthusiasm. The energy in the room is electric, their cheers and clamor amplifying the moment.
Benny turns you gently to face him, his eyes brimming with love and adoration. You smile at each other, feeling the intensity of the moment and he leans in and pressing a tender kiss to your lips.
The bar erupts into wild cheers and applause, the sound of clinking bottles and enthusiastic shouts filling the air. You both smile against each other’s lips, unable to contain your joy as the cheers and yells surround you.
Caught up in the moment, Benny deepens the kiss, cupping your jaw with one hand and pulling you closer. The Vandals begin hollering, swept up in the celebration and shake their beer bottles spraying droplets into the air like champagne. The room is fills with a mixture of laughter, cheers, and the fizzy spray of beer.
You both break the kiss as Benny shields you from the droplets, holding you close until the excitement subsides. He grins at you, his eyes shining with pride. “I love you,” he says softly.
“I love you too, Benny,” you say smiling up at him.
“Speech!” Johnny yells from the back of the bar, and the crowd lowers to a hush adjusting to listen.
Benny gazes down at you, his eyes filled with love. “She’s everything I ever wanted,” he says, his voice warm and earnest. “And I can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives together.”
The bar cheers and gushes, the excitement is infectious. You rest your head on his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart as he holds you in his embrace. You bask in the glow of each other’s presence, solidifying the bond you share and reveling in the love and support of those around you.
The night rolls on, filled with toasts, laughter, and a celebratory send-off from the Vandals. They rev their engines as Benny kick-starts his bike and offers you his hand. You climb onto the bike behind him, feeling the warmth of his body against yours.
You cling to him, your heart brimming with contentment and joy for your soon to be husband. With one last glance around, you wave goodbye to your friends and the Vandals, as they whistle and cheer for you both their faces glowing in the soft light of the street lamps.
As you and Benny ride away, the world blurs into a streak of lights and colors. The roar of the engine steady beneath you as the night are rushes past.
You hold tightly to Benny, feeling the strong, reassuring pulse of the bike as the road stretches out ahead symbolizing the thrilling new journey you are embarking on together, the beginning of a beautiful union filled with love and adventure.
🏍️ To Be Continued …🏍️
Part 4 TBA
Till Death
You and Benny tie the knot in a biker-style wedding, surrounded by your closest friends and his Vandal club members. The celebration is filled with love and support for your whirlwind romance.
As newlyweds, you take full advantage of your time enjoying every moment together. Little by little, small cracks begin to surface in Benny’s gentle behavior.
You initially brush it off as the stress of Benny adjusting from biker life to married life, until his charming personality completely falls revealing a side of him you’ve never seen before.
The turning point comes when the illusion shatters completely. The love you once felt is replaced by heartbreak, leaving you to pick up the broken pieces and face the painful reality of who Benny really is.
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