That mouth is so close I can feel his breath on my inner thigh.
I’m going to combust if it’s not buried between my legs soon.
I make an inarticulate noise, and he smiles as if he knows how wild I am for him. “Easy, my love.” He slides me closer. “I’ll make it all better as long as you do as I say. Now, be a good girl and put your legs around my shoulders.”
When I comply, he turns his head to lick me, and desire pools at my core. His mouth moves up, closer and closer to my center until I’m writhing for him.
His tongue sweeps over me, and I moan loudly, lifting my hips off the desk. At the sound, his control breaks, and he devours me, licking long and deep. Stopping only to murmur wicked encouragement and filthy praise. I’m mindless, lost to everything but the overwhelming sensation of being savored, consumed, in the most intimate of ways.
His finger pushes in and out, adding to my torment, and then his tongue turns its focus to my clit, teasing it in endless light flicks of pleasure. My hips rock into him as he plays with me, giving me just enough to keep me drowning but not enough to push me over the edge.
“That’s the way, Em. You’re so wet, sweet girl. Say you’re mine forever, and I’ll give you what you’re begging for.”
“I’m yours, Sebastian. I’ve always been and I always will be,” I gasp out. “But I need you in me.Now.”
“Turn over,” he orders before gently twisting me around so my feet touch the ground and I’m bent over the desk. “God, that ass,” he groans.
I cry out as he thrusts into me. He’s buried so deep I’m drunk with lust. I want this to last. Want to feel this pleasure and joy forever. He sets a merciless rhythm as begging sounds rip from my throat.
His mouth comes down on the back of my neck, sending shivers through me, and his hands find my breasts, teasing my nipples, making me wilder.
It’s all too much and not enough. “Sebastian, I can’t hold back,” I keen.
“Not yet.” His voice is rough with need. “I always have to watch when you come.” He pulls out and then turns me again until we’re chest to chest, eye to eye. My legs wrap around his hips.
I gasp as I sink down on him until he’s embedded deep, and I’m filled with an overwhelming feeling of rightness, of finally being complete. He brushes the hair from my face. “Two months felt like two years. An eternity. I never want to go this long without holding you. No matter how busy or where in the world we are, we’re going to figure out a way to be together. Promise me.”
I reach up and touch the faint lines of fatigue around his blue, blue eyes. “I promise.”
He tilts his face into my palm. Then he begins moving in powerful, deliberate strokes that leave me gasping from endless waves of heightening pleasure. We go on and on, intimately connected in body and soul. With his eyes on mine and hisdick buried deep, a tidal wave of frenzied excitement and aching emotion gathers and peaks, the surging intensity ripping through my body and causing tears to streak down my face.
He follows me over the edge.
The fragments of my world come back together. I find myself in my office, bonelessly perched half on my desk, half in Sebastian’s arms. He wipes tears from my cheeks. “Baby, I can’t handle it when you cry.”
I laugh. “They’re good tears. Not bad tears. I’m just so happy.”
“Yeah?” he asks, his little-boy smile widening with a mix of joy and pride.
“Yeah,” I say softly. Then I shift. Now that the urgency is over, I realize that my office desk is not the most comfortable spot to have sex. “Even though I can’t feel my ass right now.”
He kisses me reverently, then picks me up. “Which way to your bedroom? I’ll massage it better.”
“I knew I kept you around for a reason.”
“Well, you’re stuck with me forever, Em.” He raises an eyebrow. “Do you agree?”
Leaning in, I whisper in his ear. “I do.”
EPILOGUE
Sebastian
“Matt, is it all ready?”I ask, pacing in my kitchen.
I tried to wait.
I really did.
