But I love what I’m doing to him, how good I’m making him feel—the way he looks at me like I’m a miracle. The sound he makes is louder, and the muscles of his lean abs and legs tighten until they’re like marble. Air saws in and out of his lungs, and his hold on my hair gets firmer, making my scalp tingle. I dip my head as much as I can, letting him hit the back of my throat, wanting him to lose himself in a mind-shattering climax like I did.
Abruptly, he pulls out with a harsh groan. Hot white liquid hits my cleavage, splatters onto my cheeks and chin and drips down my chest. The finale leaves me a little stunned, since I’ve never experienced it before. But he looks at me like he couldn’t be more satisfied. His eyes scream,Mine. Then he’s on me like he hasn’t just come, kissing me like he’s out of his mind with lust.
I kiss him back. He rips at my bra. I wriggle to help him get rid of it. He runs his hand along the mark the elastic band left around my torso, then cups my breast. I arch into his hot palm. His thumb caresses me around the nipple, and I move restlessly against him, wrapping my legs around his hips.
“Sebastian, please…”
A sound that’s somewhere between laugh and groan rolls through him, and his mouth closes over my nipple. The pleasure sears my senses, and a moan catches in my throat.
I clutch him, pressing my breast into his face. He hollows his cheeks, and I shudder as my whole body throbs. He puts his arms under my back and picks me up, his lips still on my nipple.
The change in the position puts me flush against him, and I gasp at the feel of his erection pressing against me.So soon?It’s like he might have not come at all.
He kicks the door open and carries me down the hall to his room. He lays me on the bed, and I’m enveloped in his scent.
His hands stroke my breasts, his mouth kissing me everywhere. The fact that half my torso is covered in his cum seems to drive him wild. He dips his fingers under my skirt; I close my eyes and let myself enjoy the fire he’s stoking again with his touch.
He fumbles around the nightstand, then pulls out a foil packet. He tears it impatiently and rolls the rubber down his already fully erect shaft. I lick my lips, wondering what he’s going to feel like.
He wraps his hands around my ankles and pushes my legs up and apart. I’m totally, utterly helpless in this position, but instead of anxiety, my heart pumps with thrill.
“I’ve been thinking about doing this since I saw you stretching in the gym.” His eyes are narrowed. “Maybe before.”
“Take what you want.”
Those four words ignite a fire in his eyes. He drives into me, his enormous cock stretching me, filling me. I cry out as he rubs against my G-spot. My vision turns hazy, and I grip him hard, digging my fingers into the muscles around his shoulders.
He breathes hard, his eyes glazed. His mouth claims mine, and he pounds into me with enough force to jar my whole body. But I welcome the blatant show of need. It drives me crazy. And I’m so wet, the punishment is simply bliss.
Pleasure spirals out of control. I’m like an animal in heat, and he takes me until I climax again—and again—and again—and I’m a complete mess.
When he finally comes, his groan muffled against my mouth, I hold him like he’s the only sane thing left in a world of madness.
Chapter 20
Sebastian
I lie on the bed, my arms around Luce as my racing heart starts to slow. It takes a while before my breathing evens out. There’s something about her that takes my breath away. Is it sexual? Most definitely. I wish I could bury myself inside her over and over again.
But there’s something more I can’t put my finger on.
“Okay,” Luce says, her voice a bit husky. “What are you on? Steroids? Some kind of super-Viagra?”
“What do you mean?” I turn to gaze at her. She’s naked except for her skirt and red Converse shoes. I probably should’ve taken those off, but…
“You were immediately hard again.”
“Oh.” I laugh. “I just liked seeing my cum on you. And so…” I lift my arm up straight in the air.
She covers her mouth, but I can still hear her laugh.
The sight really did turbocharge my libido. She looked like a goddess who’d been violated and defiled. My dick in her mouth. My mouth on her clit. My fingers in her pussy. It was like there was a war inside me whether to worship or corrupt her, and I finally ended it by pushing my dick inside her hot, tight pussy.
I pull her closer. “We should shower again.”
She makes a circle on my breastbone with one finger. The touch is distracting, but in a pleasant way. “I’m going to shower in my room,” she says after a moment.
“We should conserve water.”
