Without separating our mouths, I scrambled to work the button of his pants, needing to feel him. His hardness strained against his slacks, begging to be released.
Without looking, he pulled his finger out of me and snatched my wrists away with his hands, pulling my arms up over my head and holding them there. “I’m in charge. Remember?”
A groan of annoyance slipped from my lips and into our kiss.
With a cocky chuckle, Sebastian tore his lips from mine. He rose to his knees, straddling me as he removed his shirt agonizingly slowly.
I sat upright, putting myself closer to him. My palms found his abdomen as I raked my fingers over his skin, thoroughly getting off by simply the sight of him.
He dropped his lips to my neck, the stubble of his chin tickling every nerve it touched. He kissed from my collar bone to my ear, nipping slightly and turning me absolutely feral.
“I want you,” I rasped, palming his chest. “I need to feel you.Please, Seb.”
“You went fromnot wanting meto begging to be fucked in the matter of minutes,” he teased in a deep gravel.
“Oh whatever. You can rub it in later. Nowplease.”
His body guided mine back down as he needily resumed our kiss. One of his hands found my clit, rubbing in tantalizing motions while using his other hand to unzip his pants. He didn’t even get the leathers fully off before he forced my legs apart and slammed his length into me.
“Fuck,” I cried out as he stretched me in the best possible way.
He didn’t give me a moment to adjust to the fit of him before his thrusts turned savage. He fucked me like the sole purpose was to ruin me in a devastatingly glorious way.
Most often when we had sex, there was at leastsomeintimacy involved. AnI love youthrown in the mix. A few gentle pecks on the jaw or a slow caress of each other's tongues. But not this time. There was nothing intimate about this. This was rough, and primal, andso fucking hot.
Sebastian threw a palm over my lips, silencing the screams his length kept pulling free from my lungs.
He pulled us upright so I was sitting on him, and then it was my turn to have some control. I rode him mercilessly—like my dying wish was to make him come undone for me.
Our bodies were a mess of euphoria, sweat, and pleasure. My breathing was hard and heavy. He was practically whimpering every time I sank down onto him. And though I didn’t want this to end, I couldn’t contain the fire inside of me any longer.
“Seb,” I forcefully moaned his name into his palm.
He set my lips free from the confines of his palm. “I want to hear you scream when you come all over me,” he groaned, getting close himself by the gravel in his voice.
Within a few heartbeats, I had done just as he requested. He followed me into paradise, finishing on my thighs when my body was too limp to get off of him in time.
“That helped, but I’m still mad at you,” I barely gasped when I fell down on my back.
He took up residence by my side. “Mad is a step up from pissed, so I’ll take it.”
A small laugh left my lungs.
“If I fuck you again, maybe I can get you down to just upset,” he suggested, pulling me into his damp chest.
I rolled my eyes, though I didn’thatethe idea.
“I just wish you didn’t treat me like I was so breakable all the time.” I picked up right where we left off before our…intermission.
“Love, I know you are not breakable. But I will always treat you as such, because protecting your mind and any amount of innocence you have left is worth you being angry with me.”
“I could hardly call what you just did to me protecting my innocence.”
“What we do in the bedroom doesn’t count,” he countered, running his hands through my obvious post-sex hair.
“What about the storage room?”
“There, too.”
