“It does now that you’re here,” he said against my lips. I wanted to be impervious to his charms, but they got me every time. I touched my mouth to his, and instantly, I needed more. His soft, full lips moved over mine with deliberate slowness. He tugged on my shirt, and I lifted my arms to help him get it off.
I snaked my hands around his neck and down his back, scraping my nails across his skin. Seb’s kisses became more urgent as I worked my way around his body, needing to feel every square inch of him. I got to his thick erection and cupped it through his briefs. His answering growl made me wet with anticipation. Turning Sebastian Devereux on was my new favorite pastime. He trailed kisses across my jaw, behind my ear, and down my neck. A part of me would be happy to stay just like this forever, but another part of me needed more. Needed him. I reached behind me to unclasp my bra, letting it fall to the floor.
Seb squeezed my breasts, rolling my nipples under his thumbs and watching them pebble to hard peaks. When he lowered his head and took my breast in his mouth, I had to bite back a moan.
“What’s all this for?” I asked.
“You, Lydia,” he said, switching from one breast to lavishthe other. My head rolled back, and I had to hold on to his shoulders for support.
“I don’t need candlelit gestures, Sebastian. I was kind of a sure thing already,” I laughed.
Seb pulled himself up and cupped my face, bringing my mouth to his for a deep, dirty kiss. “I didn’t do this to get laid. I did it because you deserve it. You deserve to have someone who will show you what you mean to them.”
My heart skipped a beat as emotion flooded my system. It was way too early for me to have the feelings that I was having toward him. Sweet gestures and dirty kisses. It was like he was talking my love language. My like language? My deep, deep like that couldn’t possibly be love. I’d learned that lesson already. The beginning stages of a relationship when everything was good and special, it wasn’t reality. It wasn’t love. Love took time to grow and develop. I hadn’t had that with Seb yet, so there was no way that what I was feeling was love. No matter how much it felt like it was.
I pushed Seb onto the bed and stepped between his knees. Seb didn’t miss a beat, kissing my stomach as he quickly undid the button of my jeans. We worked together to get them off, my underwear along with them, before Seb pulled himself further onto the bed, lying back.
“Get over here, little wild. I told you, I want you to sit on my face while I fuck you with my tongue.”
I moved to the foot of the bed, kneeling on the mattress so I could crawl my way up his body, the music playing softly in the background. I placed a kiss to one calf, slowly crawling to place another kiss on his other thigh. Seb watched me with lust-filled eyes as I licked the length of his shaft, continuing my journey up his body. His hip bone, his lower abs, his chest,his heart.
He gathered my hair in his fist, holding it loosely. “I didn’t think you could get any sexier, but when you crawl for me… you’re fucking killing me here,” he groaned.
I sucked on his neck, using my tongue to flick the skin beneath my lips. “I want to earn my reward,” I said, biting my lip. I leaned in, taking his earlobe between my teeth, then whispered, “Have I been a good girl?”
Seb slapped my ass, making me squeal. “So fucking good,” he growled. He massaged my ass cheek where his hand connected. “Is that okay?”
“It’s so good, Seb. I’m dripping,” I moaned.
Seb slapped my cheek again, following it up with a gentle rub.
“Face. Sit. Now,” he said, sounding like a caveman.
His commanding tone was mixed with a desperate plea, and it sent a shiver down my spine. I knew how to obey his orders, I wanted to, so that was exactly what I did.
“Good girl, baby. Give me that pussy.”
His big hands gripped my ass as his tongue slid through my slit. He flicked at my clit, and my head fell forward with a moan. My hips rocked over his face with abandon. He licked and sucked me like he was a starving man and I was his feast. I completely lost myself in the moment. Nothing except the way my body moved over him, his lips, his tongue, his breath on my pussy, his hands on my ass.
“Fuck, yes.” I didn’t even recognize my own voice, my throat tight with the coiled tension that radiated through my body, ready to burst.
“Don’t stop, Lydia. Don’t stop until you come.”
He sealed his lips around my tight bundle of nerves, andwith one hard suck, white light blinded my vision, my muscles spasming, as I came apart.
Seb picked me up off his face and maneuvered me onto the mattress. He retrieved a condom from his nightstand and had himself sheathed in the blink of an eye.
He leaned over me, my legs hooked over his shoulders, folding me in half. The look in his eyes stole my breath. He covered my cheek with his hand, his tender gaze never leaving mine as he claimed my lips as his. His thick cock rubbed against my clit, and even though that felt amazing, it wasn’t what I needed. I needed him, all of him. I shifted my hips and notched his tip at my entrance.
“Lydia,” he breathed. His lips captured mine again, and this time when he rocked forward, he pushed into my waiting center. My muscles tightened around his shaft. Seb groaned, pulling himself out, only to thrust in again. The pressure and fullness of him almost brought me to climax.
“You keep pulsing this pussy and I’m not going to last,” he growled.
I squeezed my muscles again, just because. Seb reared back and pounded into me in response. He chased his pleasure, but never at the expense of mine. We fell into a rhythm as my hips lifted to seek his, pulling him into me as deep as he could be. The idea of two people becoming one suddenly made so much sense. I wasn’t sure if I was an extension of him or if he was an extension of me. A second orgasm started building, slowly at first, until all at once, it ripped from my body like it had a life of its own. Seb stilled just long enough to let me take in a breath of air before pounding into me. My inner walls were still contracting around him when he fell over the edge with me.
My heart beat out of my chest, sweat coating my skin, when Seb pulled himself out of me, collapsing beside me on the bed.
“Can you imagine if we had been doing this for the past eleven years?” I asked through labored breaths.
