Thanks for your patience! Here is Chapter 3. Chapter 4 is following almost immediately:-)
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A few weeks later.
God, he missed her. He should probably just pick up the phone and call her. For God's sake, it was Chaya and it wasn't like she was a stranger. He'd known her for practically her entire life, so why the fuck was he acting like such a punk? He knew she'd enjoyed what happened between them, but would she be ready for what he truly wanted from her?
Bennett heard a knock on his door. He wasn't expecting any company. He'd made himself scarce for the past couple of weeks because he didn't know what to say to Chaya or if she even wanted to see him, so he'd focused on his training ten-fold.
He was pushing himself to the point where it felt as though his body would break, and it still wasn't enough to get the taste of her out of his head. His commanding officer had noticed his focus and had even commented that if he kept it up, he'd definitely be at the top of his class, if only he knew he was running from a woman.
The knock at his door came once more.
"Hold your horses, I'm coming!" Bennett yelled. He'd just gotten back from training and had just been lounging in his boxers, so he grabbed his sweats off the floor and approached his door, looking through the peephole.
"Holy hell" he thought to himself. Chaya was on the other side of his door. What the hell was she doing here? Bennett took a deep breath and opened the door.
"Hey Chyβ" Bennett began. But he didn't get to finish his sentence as Chaya began kissing him with an urgency that took his breath away. He broke off the kiss and shoved away from her to get a look at her, finally noticing that she only had on a trench coat and what appeared to be a very short skirt. Chaya looked at him shyly and opened the trench coat and Bennett couldn't have been more wrong, that wasn't a skirt under that coat, but something straight out of Victoria's Secret.
"What in the entire hell." Bennett thought to himself. His brain stopped working and his lust took over.
He pulled her inside his apartment and pushed the door shut behind her. Bennett didn't know what he'd done to deserve this, but he wasn't about to question his good luck. She'd come here for him and that was exactly what she was going to get.
Bennett couldn't think to ask her why she was there and he dind't really want to, so he began to kiss her.
"You want this baby?" he whispered against her lips as he pulled her into him and was rewarded with her moan.
"Yeah, you want this. Let me take care of you again, baby." Bennett had never wanted anything as much as he wanted to be inside of Chaya. He was positive it would single-handedly be the greatest thing he had ever experienced.
He moved his hand down her body and found what he was looking for, her center warm, wet and ready for him. He didn't know if he would be able to last much longer, with her squirming beneath him, he felt like he was on the verge of combustion.
"I'm not going to do this here, with you Chy. Let's go to my room." Bennett managed to get out on a growl.
He didn't know how they made it there, but before he knew it, he had Chaya exactly where he wanted her, in his bed and under him.
"Bennie, I want you." Chaya managed to get out. He didn't know how she was able to speak, but knowing that she wanted this as much he did was making it harder for him to control himself. He should be making love to Chaya, but all he could imagine was getting his cock into her and pounding away until she realized that she belonged to him and no one else.
Chaya obviously had other ideas, because she took her hand and moved it down and rubbed his hard on through his sweat pants. Bennett felt his control snap. He grabbed her hands and pinned her hands above her head. He wanted this to be good for her, but he knew control was the farthest thing on his mind.
He bought his lips to her neck and inhaled her scent, as he tasted her right at the base of her neck.
"I want you now, Bennett." She said. She began to squirm on the bed and arched her back; the movement made her breasts stand up and grab his attention, his mouth watered.
"Before the night is over, I'm going to taste every inch of your body." Bennett whispered at her lips. "There isn't a part of you that I won't be familiar with."
Bennett had to touch her; he'd never seen anything as hot as Chy in this moment. Bennett went to remove her bra and as he touched her, Chaya undulated her body to give him more access, opening herself wide. Bennett could feel her arousal and it went straight to his head, sending him into a tailspin.
He began to suckle on one of her nipples with his mouth and began to tweak the other with the one hand that .
Chaya let out a guttural groan that let Bennett know he was on the right track. She tasted like heaven and he was going to walk through her gates.
He stretched himself over her and let her feel the length of him between her legs. She looked at him with pure impatience.
"I want you now." Chaya growled at him. Bennett almost came in his pants. Where was the shy virgin he knew? He'd never had anyone want him so much and he never expected Chaya to be so hot under him. He didn't think he would be able to last.
Chaya bought her hips up against his length and began to undulate under him as though he was already inside her. Bennett couldn't help but to follow along and begin to move his hips against her. They began grinding their hips together as though Bennett was already fucking her.
He began kissing her again coaxing her tongue out of her mouth and into his, sucking on it. Bennett was moving with so much force that his headboard began pounding against his wall. He tried to slow down, but the pounding continued and it seemed to get louder and more furious.
"Fuck!" Bennett thought as his eyes popped open. That had to be the most vivid dream he had ever had. His body had broken out into a cold sweat. He could still feel Chaya underneath him, shit he swore that he still tasted her. That had to be the greatest dream ever, he could even still hear the pounding.
Bennett was no longer dreaming, someone was pounding at his door. He'd been more than wrong to think that pushing himself with training would help him not think of her. He obviously wasn't having much luck with it, she was even haunting him in his dreams.
"Hold up, I'm coming." Bennett yelled. He looked through the peephole and saw Sam on the other side.
"What's upβ" Bennett began.
"My fucking sister? You've been fucking my little sister?" Sam charged in.