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I take in the vein pulsing on his neck, his strong, clenched jaw, and those dark, determined eyes. Our gaze locks as I feel myself tumbling over the edge but as I reach my peak, I throw my head back and close my eyes firmly, unwilling to show myself too vulnerable.
Sebastian doesn’t stop his ruthless thrusts, and he doesn’t fall over the edge with me as expected. Instead, he only pulls out of me when my body goes lax and the waves of my orgasm subside. Before I can wonder about it or feel bad, he effortlessly twists my body so I’m lying on my stomach.
Then, his hands are pulling up my ass and his tip is back against my entrance. “I’m not done with you yet, Sweetheart,” he tells me and I can hear the strain in his voice. He curses under his breath. “I wish you could see yourself right now. So fucking beautiful with your back arched and your swollen pussy on display for me.”
His body covers mine as he leans over me, kissing the curve of my neck. With one smooth thrust, he’s back inside me, seated to the hilt. He sighs against my skin. “You feel like heaven. For fuck’s sake, Aliena, why do you have to beso perfect? You make me want to come so badly, it hurts,” he admits.
Every word nuzzles itself deeper into my chest, making me feel all warm and fuzzy. My sex clenches around him, the only reply I can manage.
Pulling back, he says, “One more, baby. Give me one more” While my legs shake at the mere thought of another orgasm, I nod against the sheets. In this moment, with my body and control rendered over so entirely, I think I’d agree to anything he asked, and the thought doesn’t scare me as much as it should.
He pulls out almost completely before slamming back inside to the hilt. Again and again, he hits the end of me, making my fingers dig into the sheets desperately as I try to stay upright. The sounds that leave me are barely human and I’m glad that they’re muffled by the mattress. Sebastian, at last, has started moaning almost mindlessly, his praise for me the only interruptions.
When his hand curls around my hip and two of his fingers press onto my sensitive clit, my body jerks, my muscles locking up as the pleasure that’s been steadily building explodes through my body. I might’ve moaned his name, but I can’t tell for sure. My mind is barely functioning as my skin sparks and the waves of my fourth orgasm tonight wreck me.
Behind me, I’m faintly aware that Sebastian has stopped thrusting, holding himself deep inside of me and grinding his hips against mine as he comes.
If his hands weren’t holding me in place, I would collapse for sure. When he is coming down from his climax and eventually pulls out of me, he finally lets me do just that. With a sigh, I curl up in a ball, trying to gather my bearingsand bring my mind back into my body from whatever cloud it’s currently on.
Two gentle hands caress my skin, the gesture so tender I can hardly stand it. I know I should get up, if not to leave like my first instinct tells me to do, then to go to the toilet before I’m making a mess of things.
But when I try to get up, I wince and the hands on my shoulder gently ease me back down. “Tell me what you need,” Sebastian tells me, kissing my shoulder. I sigh, soaking it up before I shake my head and get up again.
“I need to go to the bathroom. I’m afraid you can’t help me there,” I tell him lightly. He just cocks an eyebrow at the challenge and the next thing I know, I’m in his arms and he’s carrying me to the adjoint room.
“Sure I can,” he retorts as he walks. Meanwhile, my cheeks flush red when he sets me down right in front of the toilet. Again, I wince slightly at the discomfort he left between my legs, no matter that I like feeling sore. Sebastian, for his part, looks a little worried.
He cups my cheek. “I’m sorry if I hurt you,” he says sincerely. My chest squeezes and I shake my head.
“Don’t be. I like it. Now, get out. I’ll manage to get back to the bed by myself,” I tease him, desperate to end this confusingly tender moment. I don’t need him to take care of me – to look at me like he cares. Not right now, at least. It’s too intimate and feels like a violation of the rules.
No, I need a second to push away my lingering panic of change or rejection and remind myself it’s all right. That I don’t have to walk away first because this is Sebastian, myfriend, and he won’t be weird about seeing me in the morning. Not when he’s been doing that every day for a while now.
Chapter 27
Sebastian
For once, I wake up before Aliena. It’s all the confirmation I need to know I must have really powered her out last night.
Satisfaction curls in my stomach like a fuzzy animal as I hold her naked body against mine. She’s soft and warm, absolutely heavenly.
Thoughts of last night flash through my mind, making enough blood rush to my semi to make me fully hard. God, I can almost still hear her moans and whimpers. Knowing that I was the reason for them is enough to make me feel a foot taller.
I press a lingering kiss on her shoulder, reveling in the way she nuzzles closer even in sleep. If only her round ass didn’t push up against my erection, making a new wave of need rush over me. I sigh and untangle myself from her before the temptation to wake her up with my dick in her tight heat becomes too great.
While we touched up on a few fantasies, we haven’t clearedthatparticular idea, and I’d die before I fucked her without her consent.
Instead, I resort to something I know I’m allowed to do. I gently turn her on her back and peel the sheet from herbody like she’s done to me in my sleep many times. I kiss my way down her breasts and her tummy so gently she doesn’t stir and finally position myself between her legs. With my first kiss on her clit, she startles awake and her wide eyes find mine.
“Morning, beautiful,” I tell her, spreading her legs for me. With the granted access, I place a kiss on her entrance.
Aliena bites her lip. “Morning,” she murmurs breathily. Her chest is already rising and falling with heavy, uneven breaths and for a second, I’m too weak to deny my gaze to lock onto her moving breasts. Memories of how beautifully they filled my hand rush through my mind, and I reach up to cup them.
Aliena’s eyes flutter shut, and she barely makes a sound as I slowly coax an orgasm out of her by teasing her clit and breasts. Once her body relaxes again, I come up to give her a deep kiss. “Are you still sore?” I ask. The corner of her sinful lips tips up and shakes her head, opening her legs for me and letting me bury myself inside of her.
This time, I’m not driven by the same desperation and pent-up need. No, this time, I take it slow, enjoying it as long as I can to have Aliena beneath me, so damn compliant for once.
I know without a shadow of a doubt that after this morning, our old routine will change.
