“Please…” she whispers. “I want you inside me.”
“Not yet. I need you ready for me.”
I lean in between her thighs, my shoulders easing them wider. I breathe her in as I edge down toward the heart of her. My mouth is watering for a taste.
“Sebastian.” She sounds shocked. “Surely…surely you aren’t going to—?”
She groans as I suckle on her tight, swollen nub. Her back lifts off the ground, and her fingers tighten in my hair. The sound she makes is low and broken, and beautiful.
I harden even more, my braies feeling overly tight. My skin feels tight, too. Tight with need for her.
“Yes,” she moans. “Oh gods…yes.” She whimpers as I lick and lave at her, in a slow and deliberate way that has her moaning.
I quickly learn what makes her gasp, what makes her hips roll toward me. I circle my tongue on her sensitive nub using just the tip. Her whole body draws tight. Her thighs shake against my shoulders.
I hold her hip steady with one hand and use the other to part her gently, giving my mouth better access. I taste her fully, lavishing attention on the spot that draws the strongest response. She moans in a raw, open sound that echoes off the boulders.
I alternate between licking her in tight strokes and suckling on her. She’s making small, helpless noises now, her breathing coming in ragged bursts. Her hands tug on my hair.
Her moans grow louder, more urgent, her hips moving quickly against my mouth.
She’s close.
Perfect.
I stop.
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My eyes roll back, and my whole body starts to shake because I’m that close. Every muscle is drawn tight. One more second and I’ll—
Sebastian stops.
He pulls back. The air hits my skin where his lips just were, and I gasp at the sudden absence. My hips chase him of their own accord, but he’s already pulling back, sitting up on his heels between my legs.
“What was…?” I push up onto my elbows, my chest heaving, my vision swimming. “Why did you stop?”
He doesn’t answer. His eyes are dark, fixed on mine with a heat that makes my stomach drop. He reaches for the laces of his trews. His fingers work the ties loose, and he pushes the fabric down along with his braies, freeing himself.
My mouth goes dry. My eyes are fixed on him…there.
He’s much bigger than I expected, even though I felt him pressed against me. I knew he wasn’t small, but this is something else. I swallow hard and lift my gaze back to his face.
He watches my reaction. Something moves behind his eyes. Want. Need. A question he doesn’t ask out loud.
Then he crawls up my body, and I forget everything but him.
His muscled forearms brace on either side of my head. His weight settles over me, warm and solid. I feel the hard length of him nudge between my thighs, slick against my flesh. My breath catches.
I pull my legs up and around his waist, my hands sliding across his broad back. I’m vibrating with need.
So when he pushes inside me in one hard thrust, the world goes still.
He grunts.
All the air leaves my lungs in a moan. My back lifts from the ground, and my fingers dig into his shoulders. He fills me so completely, so deeply, that for a moment I can do nothing but hold on.
