As if reading my thoughts, he broke away from the kiss and traced his mouth down my body until he reached me, licking the head.
My hips lifted, my eyes rolling back. “Fuck!”
“Are you close?” he panted, his nose brushing along my cock before he buried it in the hair at the base, inhaling deeply, his hand cupping my balls before giving them a tug.
“Yes.” I didn’t bother lying. The edge in his voice told me he was close too.
He pulled his fingers free without warning—gentle but decisive—and moved off me. The sound of the condom wrapper tearing echoed in the room, my body vibrating with anticipation as I watched him settle on his knees between my legs, slicking himself with more lube before working a little more into me.
He crawled back over me, hands hooking under my knees and pressing my thighs toward my chest.
Sebastian kissed me again, softer this time, lingering, pulling me into it. “Ready?”
I nodded as the blunt head of his cock pressed against me. He didn’t push in—just dragged it over me like he couldn’t help himself. The look on his face, completely lost in this, knocked the breath out of me. It had been so long since I’d seen it.
“Come on,” I groaned. “Push it in.”
A grin curved his lips as he adjusted his weight, the pressure building.
My lips parted on a breath as he ran his tongue over them?—
And the head of his cock slipped inside.
“Fuuuuuck…” My thighs trembled in his grip as he kept going, inch by inch, pulling back just enough before pressing deeper again. His breath panted into mine, our mouths meeting in brief, broken kisses neither of us could sustain, all our focus on him finally getting all the way in—driving himself home.
He dragged out once more, then slid fully inside, lifting my ass from the bed until I was nestled over his hips, and we both breathed out into the space between us.
Sebastian pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “You feel so good,” he whispered hoarsely. “So much better than I remembered.”
I rolled my hips, clenching around him, and smiled when his eyes fluttered shut and a quiet gasp slipped free.
“Fucking heaven,” he groaned, shifting his hips slightly as he dipped to kiss my neck. The scratch of his beard against my skin raised goosebumps instantly.
My hands went to his hips, over his ass, nails digging in as I pulled, urging him to move. “Come on, Ash.”
“How do you want it?”
I smiled to myself. “You know the answer to that.” My blood burned beneath him, under my skin, waiting to combust the moment he started to thrust.
“Fast?” he breathed against me.
I nodded, biting down hard on my lip.
Sebastian pulled his hips back, the drag of his cock lighting me up from the inside.
“Rough?”
“Yes.”
He eased back just enough for our eyes to lock again. “Hard?”
I dug my nails deeper into his skin, watching him bare his teeth, a soft hiss pulling from him.
“You know what I want, Sebastian,” I said. “Give it to me.”
He grinned, his gaze sweeping over my face, and practically purred, “My pleasure.”
Then he snapped his hips forward, hard, rocking me into the bed and setting me on fire.
