Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 80635 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80635 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
The second I pulled back, Sebastian whipped around and jerked me to my feet. His mouth came down hard on mine, kissing as we made our way to his bed. He pushed me down on it, his eyes frenzied with need, his fingers fumbling as he worked open my jeans, tugging them and my underwear down. He only got them mid-thigh before he sucked me to the back of his throat. The hot, wet suction of his mouth made me bow off the bed, made my hands fist in the blanket while I thrust and fucked his skilled mouth.
It was like heaven, sliding my cock down his throat, watching his eyes water as he took me, still trying to get my pants down farther. My balls started to draw up, wanted to release and spill my load deep inside him, but Sebastian pulled back before I could.
“Not yet. I want you to come riding my cock.”
“Fuck yes.” I wanted that too.
He removed my clothes the rest of the way, tossing them to the floor before he playfully jumped on top of me, making me laugh. We wrestled around, kissing and touching while we maneuvered ourselves onto the bed until I was ass up, face in the pillows, Sebastian between my spread thighs.
“God, I love this.” He danced his fingertips over my right cheek, making pleasure pool in my groin. “I remember the first time you gave it to me. Even back then I knew it was the best I’d ever have. I wanted you so much. I don’t think I realized what it meant at the time, how connected I felt to you for whatever reason, but I know it now. I can look back and see it.”
He teased my crease with his finger, making me moan and hump the bed like a needy little slut. “Me too,” I admitted. He had to know that, right? Why else would I have kept this going for so long? “I knew you were different from the start. Different scared me.”
Sebastian leaned over me, mouth close to my ear, fingers working their way into my crack. “I’m not going anywhere. I would never hurt you…or leave you. How can you not know how incredible you are?”
“Fuck me,” I begged because it was easier than giving him the words he wanted.
“Tell me you know it. That you know you’re worthy of love.” Sebastian sucked his finger, then let it drift to my hole again. He kissed his way down my back, pausing at each and every knot in my spine, while rubbing my rim.
“Give me your fingers.”
“Tell me what I want to hear. I won’t finger you, won’t eat your ass, won’t fuck you until you do.”
Goddamn him. I growled into the pillows, thrusting against the bed. “I’m worthy and incredible and any of the other shit you want me to say. Now make me come, Bastian.”
He had made it to my ass now, laughing against me before he lay down, spread my cheeks, and dived in like a man being served his last meal. He swiped at my rim while I continued to fuck into the mattress. Every swipe of his tongue sent wave after wave of pleasure through me until I thought I would drown in it. I was dizzy with how good it felt, wanted to come all over his bed, but damned if I didn’t need him to fuck me too.
As if reading my mind, Sebastian kissed his way back up my spine, then reached over to his nightstand for lube and a condom. “Hands and knees,” he said, and now it was me obeying him.
“Finally. I thought you were going to make me beg for your cock all night.”
“You teased me a whole lot longer than I did you.”
“That’s different,” I countered, making both of us chuckle.
Sebastian slicked his fingers, using one, then two to open me up. I pushed back against him, fucked myself on them, loving the stretch and fullness of having him breach me.
“Get your dick inside me,” I ordered. So much for me taking him too. I just needed him inside of me.
“Don’t I get a please?” Sebastian worked a third finger in.
My eyes fluttered. I wanted him so bad, more than I’d ever wanted anyone in my life. “Please.”
“Wow, I didn’t think I’d get that.”
“Stop bragging.”
Sebastian eased his fingers out. I turned and watched him roll the condom down his shaft. Once he had it slicked up, he was pressing into me. I pushed out to make it easier, but still, there was the stretch and pressure, which just amped up my pleasure even more. I loved this, loved knowing it was Sebastian working his way inside me.
“Jesus, Dec. You feel so fucking good.” He gripped my waist, pressed his fingers down to the point that I thought he would leave marks, and I wanted them there, wanted him tattooed into my skin.