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Authors: T.E. Ridener

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She didn’t care about the scars on his chest. She didn’t care that he used to have breasts or that he had to take hormones to be who he was now.

She only cared about him. She loved
him
, and by God, he’d let her love him in any way she wanted.

Always.

Her lips danced down the side of his neck and made their way to his chest. Kissing down, down, down, until her tongue darted out to trace over the thick trail of hair just beneath his belly button.

“Oh, God.” He groaned as she fell to her knees.

Was this really happening?

She peered up at him with those big, beautiful eyes of hers and wrapped her fingers around the base of his fake cock. A small smile toyed at the corners of her lips as she leaned in and allowed her tongue to swirl around the tip.

Holy. Fuck.

“Laney, y-you don’t have to do that.” He whispered, but it was evident she wasn’t going to stop as she began inching the surprisingly realistic phallus into her mouth. “Oh, Laney…”

The pressure of her movements caused the fake dick to rub against the nub between his legs and nothing had ever felt more glorious. Watching her head move back and forth, listening to the sweet little noises she made as she sucked and slurped…it was almost too much.

“Fuck, babe.” He bit down on his lip ring and swallowed hard, allowing his fingers to sink into her hair. It almost made him feel bad to mess up her curls—almost.

“Mmm.” She moaned, her eyes remaining on his.

Was she actually enjoying it?

Oh, holy fucking fuck. I’m the luckiest man alive.

“God, I can’t wait.” He pulled her up and relished in the sweet
plop
sound as her lips released the cock. “Laney, you’re killing me.” His lips claimed hers in a hungry kiss, his hands grabbed at the bottom of her dress and he pulled it upwards, groaning appreciatively as his fingertips caressed her silky skin.

“Don’t rip it.” She panted, nipping at his bottom lip. “Lydia will kill me if this dress gets destroyed.”

“I’m not going to destroy the dress.” He turned them around and lifted her onto the counter, all in one sweep, and yanked her underwear downwards. She yelped in surprise and laughed as her cheeks turned red. “I’m just going to destroy you.”

“You promise?” She asked shyly. It was easy to see Laney wasn’t used to dirty talk, but she could only blame herself for awakening the sleeping beast. He’d been so good up until now.

Tossing her underwear onto the floor, he gripped her hips and pulled her to the edge, aligning the fake cock with her entrance as heat flooded his veins.

“I promise, baby.” His voice dripped with need as he slid into her, earning him a moan. God, he loved her moans.

“Benji.” Her eyes slid closed and her head fell back as he started a steady rhythm, in and out, deep and slow. It was a moment he’d only fantasized about until now; fucking her properly, just like any other man would—but
wouldn’t
, because she was his.

“Does it feel good?” His breathing was shallow and his heart thundered in his ears as he worked his hips against her, burying the cock inside her as he gripped her thighs.

“So good.” She whimpered, forcing her heavily lidded eyes to stay open. “Please don’t…stop.”

She was insane if she thought he was going to stop. He was driven solely by the desire to pleasure her and that was something she needed to get used to. Everything he did, he did for her.

“So beautiful.” His lips latched onto the side of her neck and he began to thrust faster, harder. She buried her face against his shoulder, muffling her moans. “God, Laney. I love you.”

“I love you, too. Oh!” Her nails bit into his sides and he knew she was close. Nothing had ever made him feel prouder than knowing he could pleasure her; he could make her happy.

I can fulfill her needs, completely.

“Remind me to thank Tula later.” Her voice quivered, right on the brink of orgasm. “Oh…oh, fuck!”

She became slippery then and he knew she’d reached her limit, but he wasn’t done yet. As if she could somehow sense it, she wrapped her legs around his waist and nuzzled her nose against his cheek.

“Don’t stop, baby.” She cooed into his ear. “Fuck me.”

Yep. She was definitely killing him.

But what a way to go.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead with his forearm, Benji stepped closer to the counter and lifted his hips, burying the fake cock as deep as he could inside her. The pressure and sensitivity of his own hot skin was too much; it wouldn’t take him long at this rate.

“Come on, Benji.” She pleaded as her teeth captured the bottom of his earlobe. “Come for me. Please?”

“Aw, Jesus, Laney. I…Oh, shit.” He squeezed his eyes shut, thrusting again and again, rubbing himself against the smooth surface of the dildo as his building orgasm approached. “Oh, fuck. Oh, shit…Oh…”

And then it happened, and it was glorious. It was quite possibly the greatest orgasm of his life. Warmth washed over him by the bucket loads and it was all he could do to keep from collapsing.

Laney wrapped her arms around him and kissed wherever her lips could find, panting softly as her legs fell to his sides. They were both spent in the most wonderful of ways, and God, he’d never forget it.

He would never forget the first time they truly made love.

“That was wonderful.” Laney murmured when they finally found the will to get dressed a few minutes later. Hell, an hour may have passed by for all they knew. “Thank you for that.”

“You don’t have to thank me, Laney.” He straightened his tie and raked his fingers through his hair, glancing at her through the mirror. “That was the most incredible experience of my life.”

“Yeah?” She slipped up behind him and wrapped her arms around him, pressing a noisy kiss to the side of his neck. “Same for me.”

He smiled at her and rested his hand against hers, leaning back into her loving embrace. Never had he imagined finding someone so amazing, so perfect, to fill the void he’d always had in his heart.

It was the greatest miracle, the most extraordinary occasion, to find someone who would accept him for all he was, and to love him so completely.

Moving to Prairie Town had definitely been one of his best decisions.

“I really do love you, Laney McIntosh.” He turned in her arms and framed her face with his hands. His thumb slid over her kiss-swollen bottom lip and his heart swelled with happiness. “I don’t want you to ever doubt that.”

“I don’t.” Tears shimmered in her eyes as she smiled, turning to kiss at the pad of his thumb. “It’s honestly the first thing I’ve never doubted. Life has been crazy, Benji. I’ve done a lot of things I’m not proud of, but this—you—it makes everything that’s happened to me worth it. Even—”

“I know.” He interrupted. He wasn’t really ready to bring up the memories of that night. “I feel the exact same way, babe. It was all worth it because in the end, I got you.”

“Exactly my thoughts.” Her lips touched his lightly and his heart fluttered.

“Even though I used to have a girl’s body?”

“Even though.”

“And it doesn’t matter that I’ll never have a real…you know?”

“That definitely doesn’t matter to me, Benji. You know this.” She cocked her head to the side. “You could have been born on a different planet with a totally new gender and I wouldn’t care. It’s what’s in here that matters.” Her palm landed against his chest, right over his heart. “And as someone wise once told me, ‘Love doesn’t know gender. Love doesn’t understand what used to be or what is; it only understands what could be and what should be.’”

“Definitely wise words.” He snickered. “Lydia?”

“Of course. And as happy as I am she’s finally got someone who will love her truly and wholeheartedly, I’m also happy I’ve got it, too. I’ve got worries as well, you know. With my depression and occasional meltdowns, it isn’t easy to be with someone.”

“I’m not just someone, babe; I’m me. I accept you for who you are and what you’ve dealt with in the past. As long as you promise you can do the same for me.”

“I do promise, Benji. For the rest of my life.”

“Really?” His throat threatened to close on him as he rested his forehead against hers, getting lost in her gaze. “Do you mean that?”

“I do.” Her voice dropped to a quiet whisper. “I’ve been waiting to love someone like you for, well, pretty much forever.”

“Someone like me, huh?”

“I think so, yeah. I’ve never felt like this for anyone before. I love you, Benji. I…well,”—she dropped her head and laughed lightly—“Maybe one day it could be you and me here.”

His eyebrows launched high on his forehead as he stared at her. “You mean you and me like marriage?”

“Unless that’s something you don’t want.” Her eyes widened as she stared at him. “I mean, oh God. That was stupid, wasn’t it? It’s too soon to even think about something like that. Oh shoot. Benji, I’m—”

He silenced her with a tender, sweet kiss. Letting his hands fall to her waist, he fisted the fabric of her dress between his fingers and kept her close, pouring everything he had into the lip-lock as Laney sighed against his mouth.

He hoped that one kiss made her as breathless as it made him.

Pulling back a few seconds later, he licked his tingling lips and smiled. “Laney, I’d marry you in a heartbeat, if that’s what you wanted.”

“You would?”

“Definitely. I’ve never felt this way before either. You’re an incredible woman. I hope you know that.”

“Sometimes I do.” She admitted with a small shrug of her shoulders. “Other times, it’s hard to remember. But I promise I’ll do better at it, for you.”

“No, baby. Don’t ever try to do anything because of me. Do it for you. Do it because you know you’re incredible and you deserve everything you want.”

“I want you, Benji. That’s all I want.”

He took her hand into his and lifted it to his lips, kissing over her knuckles. “You’ve got me, Laney, for as long as you want.”

“Forever.”

“Then forever it is.”

The End