She bit her lip, glancing nervously at me.
That made my chest twinge with some unknown emotion. But I knew I didn’t like it. I didn’t want her nervous with me. I wanted her flushed with need like before, crying out my name and coming around my cock with such exquisite tightness, I thought I’d never stop climaxing.
Seriously, it was the best orgasm of my life, and I felt more than a little unbalanced by it.
Lily bit her lower lip and then released it to whisper, “Maybe we shouldn’t.”
Irritated that she didn’t want to do it again when all I could think about was getting her naked, I huffed. “You said scratch the itch. The itch has not been scratched. Not for me, at least. Are you saying you’ve had enough?”Please, God, let her say no.
Her breathing picked up, making her breasts tremble against the strained fabric of her dress. They’d quivered with my thrustsearlier and if I hadn’t been so desperate to come inside her, I’d have taken time to rip that bloody dress right off.
This time I would. I wanted her naked so I could kiss and lick and suck every inch of her.
My brain grew fuzzy with desire.
“Sebastian—”
“One night.” I tried to keep my tone casual and not desperate or pleading. “One night, Sawyer.”
She considered me and then sat up, letting the duvet fall away. The sexy dress might have covered her torso but not the rest of her and heat flooded my cock.
Lily licked her swollen lips. “All right. One night. Only one night.”
In answer, I pulled my sweater over my head and threw it behind me. Lily’s eyes devoured me as I kicked off my jeans and boxers.
“Up,” I commanded gruffly.
Lily stood slowly, eating up every inch of me with her stare, even as her fingers trembled as they tugged at her dress.
Impatient to see her naked after having fantasized about her for months, I took over, fisting the material and yanking it up and over her head. The black bra she wore was gone with a flick of my fingers and every inch of me heated with need.
Lily Sawyer was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen.
All curves and dips and softness. Her dark pink nipples tightened in the cool air, and I reached out to cup her large breasts in my hands.
“Oh.” She arched into me, her head falling back, causing her hair to tumble down it.
“My God, do you even know how sexy you are.” My thumbs rolled over her nipples, as I watched the pleasure suffuse her beautiful face.
“Sebastian …”
I loved hearing my name on her lips in that breathy, needy tone.
I edged her back to the bed. “Lie down, my love, and spread your legs. I’ve been dreaming of burying my face in your pussy for months.”
Her eyes flew open, her lips parting in surprise. “Sebastian …”
Some girls loved dirty talk while others did not. I wanted Lily to love it. I wanted to make her wet merely by whispering filthy sweet nothings in her ear. But I’d stop if she didn’t like it. There was nothing in the world I wouldn’t do for Lily Sawyer.
“Really?” she asked in a hushed voice, eyes wide.
I slid a hand down her silky soft belly and down between her legs. She wasn’t completely bare, my hands skimming over her neatly trimmed hair to find her wet. So wet, I squeezed my eyes closed to curb the sudden urge to shove inside her again. “Lily, you feel amazing. Tell me when it feels amazing for you.” I moved my thumb over her, searching for that bundle of nerves.
She jolted when I found her clit, reaching out to hold on to me. “Yes,” she said hoarsely.
I circled my thumb over her clit, watching her face as her arousal grew. Her fingernails bit into my waist. I wanted them scoring down my back as I fucked her, but it would have to wait because I wanted her a million ways before the night was through.
“Ah …” Her moans started to grow in decibels. “Ah, ah … aah!”
