He comes with a cry, hot pulses spilling across my stomach, and the sight of him like that, open, trembling, lost in me, undoes me completely. I follow moments later, groaning his name as I shatter in his arms, the world going white at the edges.
When I finally come back to earth, I realize I’m lying on top of him, full weight, like a human blanket. I shift, ready to roll off, but he tightens his arms around me, refusing to let go.
“Am I crushing you?” I murmur against his neck.
He shakes his head, eyes soft, voice quiet. “Did you… like it? Or was it… weird?”
Instead of answering right away, I kiss him, slow, deep, reverent, like he’s the most precious thing I’ve ever known. “I loved it,” I whisper. “Every second. Being inside of you felt… perfect. I can’t wait to do it again.”
He smiles at me, lighting up, happy and content, but now it’s my turn to ask: “What about me? How did I do?”
It’s not like me to feel this unsure of myself, but when I’m with him, I can’t seem to hide anything. And maybe… I don’t want to.
Sebastian looks like he’s thinking it over for a second, then scrunches his nose in that devilish little expression that drives me absolutely mad. “Well… for your first time, you weren’tthatbad.”
“What?!” I gasp, scandalized, and immediately launch into a tickle attack. He squeals and squirms under me, laughing uncontrollably.
“Not that bad? Are you kidding me? The people down at the beach probably heard you screaming!” I shoot back, mock-offended, even though I know he’s just messing with me.
He shrieks and starts tickling me in retaliation. We collapse into a tangled, sweaty heap of laughter, just as my phone starts to ring.
Seb peeks at the screen. “It’s your mum. Of course it is. What now?”
I groan and reach for the phone. “Great timing, Mum. Really.”
Trying to sound halfway normal, I answer, “Hey, Mum… everything okay?”
She picks up on my tone instantly. “Remi, darling… are you alright?”
Seb muffles a snort against my chest, and I bite back a laugh, doing my best to keep it together. “Yeah, yeah, just a bit… tired.”
She doesn’t press, thankfully. “Is Sebastian doing any better?”
“Much better, actually. Cornwall’s doing him good,” I say, pressing a soft kiss into Seb’s hair as I stroke his stomach. “It’s helping both of us.”
Mum starts chatting about the horse show, her voice warm and animated. Meanwhile, my hand starts to wander, fingertips teasing Seb’s chest, brushing over his nipples, then drifting lower. He squirms on top of me, letting out a soft moan that’s dangerously close to a whimper.
And then he climbs back onto my lap, grinding down with slow, deliberate rolls of his hips. Our cocks slide together, the friction unbearable. I know I won’t last.
My grip tightens on the phone. “Remi? Are you still there?”
“Gotta go, Mum! Something’s burning on the stove!”
“But didn’t you say you’d already eaten?”
“We’re, um, having seconds! Bye!”
I hang up and toss the phone aside just as Seb leans in, flushed and breathless, that wicked look in his eyes driving me completely mad.
“You little menace,” I growl, digging my fingers into his hips. “She’s going to think I’ve lost my mind…”
But then I see the way he’s trembling with need, eyes blown wide with desire, and I know I’m about to lose it all over again.
Round two? It won’t take long.
CHAPTER 25
SEBASTIAN
