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  “I want us to make a go of it, Victoria. I want something with you and I don’t mean friendship or contracts or agreements, I want the real deal with you. I want what every man and every woman desires deep down. I want to go to bed with you and wake up with you in my arms, I want someone to come home to when I’ve had the shittiest day at the office and finally, I want someone that makes me feel whole and warm and fills that void within me. Right now,” He pulled back and tilted my chin up to look into my wet eyes. “That’s you, Victoria.”

  Chapter Nine

  I bought a variety of flavours, which one?

  “Kiss me, Sebastian.” I whispered, leaning in towards him.

  Sebastian’s eyes darted to my lips before leaning in himself, meeting me halfway. His lips were soft and sweet against mine. I opened my mouth and waited for his tongue to come and seek out mine but it didn’t. Instead, I went forward and licked at his mouth, feeling every bump and ripple of his lips as I grazed it. He opened on a gasp and allowed my tongue to invade. I met with his, swipe for swipe. His mouth was wet and warm and tasted of mint and a slight kick of whiskey was detected.

  Sebastian pulled back first, separating us by placing his fingers on my lips. “I want so badly to carry on, to take you right here right now but I know I won’t last, I’ve gone too long to make it count.”

  My head was already shaking back and fourth. “I don’t care; just give me what you’ve got. I’ve got this ache.” I took his hand and pressed it to my stomach then further down where I parted my legs and pressed his fingers further into my pussy. I closed my eyes at the heat coming from his palm. My clit came back to life, throbbing like a good’en knowing Sebastian was close by. “I have this ache that has your name on it, Sebastian. Please take it away.”

  Sebastian licked his lips and pressed his fingers into my cotton covered centre. Underneath my old jogging bottoms, I was bare. The more I opened my legs, the more he pressed against me, his fingers working, rippling.

  Then he stood up suddenly, making me suck in a breath. He was utterly gorgeous. I mean, I loved him in his suits with that powerful aura that waved and glistened around and from him but seeing him in jeans and especially those jeans did something to me, something deep inside.

  I bit my lip as he walked over to the door and toed his boots off, letting them drop to my floor with a thud. His hands went to the bottom of his jumper where he pulled it over his head, revealing an even more toned and muscled body than before.

  I think I may have drooled.

  Actually, I did. I felt my saliva drip down my chin and off the bottom of it. I wiped at the dribble with the back of my hand as Sebastian threw his top at me, it landing over my head. I closed my eyes and moaned at the smell that invaded my nose and head, it was too much.

  Pulling the cashmere from my head, I dropped the jumper into my lap and sucked in a breath because Sebastian had turned around. One of his hands was pressed against the wall, whilst his bare, extremely worked out back was to me. My eyes took in every extra lump and bump and the golden colour of his skin before drifting down to his jeans that hugged his arse oh so nicely. His bum was plump and needed little bite marks to be taken out of it, especially in those fuckable jeans.

  I watched with baited breath as one of his hands flicked his button at the front of his jeans and pushed the flaps aside, releasing the tightness around his buttocks.

  “Turn around.” I croaked, not sure whether my heart could take it. Damn it, forget about my heart, and think about my womb and my pussy. Both of them were burning like they were on fire.

  The moment he turned around, I wanted to dive and suck that huge cock of his down my throat until I gagged. I wanted to gag around it, have all of his sap dribbling down my throat like-forever. I wanted to suck him dry and have his liquid pooling in my stomach, swimming around inside me.

  Sebastian’s hand went to his extremely red and bruised looking cock, holding it in place at the base as he walked over to me. He stopped in between my parted legs and leaned his hips forward then pulled his foreskin back a little with two fingers. Ever so slowly, the tip of his erection grazed over my pouting lips, back and fourth, painting them with his sweet yet savoury stickiness. I quickly opened my mouth and licked at his lipstick fluid before sucking his cock into my mouth. I groaned loudly and felt my eyes drift closed as I sucked and sucked hard. My mouth gobbled him up. Soon enough he hit the back of my throat, nudging my tonsils out of the way. Relaxing my throat muscles as quickly as I could, I swallowed a couple of times and moaned out loud when I felt and tasted even more of his salty yet sweet cum leaking down into my body.

  “Oh fuck.” Sebastian shouted and made an anguished sound. He pressed his hands into my hair, holding me in place whilst his hips flicked backwards and forwards, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth, in effect fucking himself into it. I held my throat muscles in place when he pushed to the back of my throat and gagged around him, loving his hiss of pleasure at that.

  When he pulled that dangerous yet oh so tempting cock back out of my mouth, I ran my tongue over the tip, hovering up his tantalising fluid. When I’d sucked it all up from the slit, I invaded inside, pushing past his hood and rimmed my tongue underneath the tightness. The plum shaped head was pulsing in time with his heart beat and super soft. Copious amounts of his juice pooled at the slit again, dripping down onto my ready tongue. I eagerly lapped him up and removed everything until he was soft and pulsing once more. Taking him to the back of my throat again, I swallowed three times before letting him slide back out, taking a string of my saliva with him. I quickly edged forward and licked at the head of his cock where it had pushed out of the end of his foreskin and flicked my tongue against the slit, taking in another load of his juice.

  It was official. Sebastian tasted like the best aged whiskey and the most intense savoury but sweetest pleasure you could ever have.

  “No, no, no.” Sebastian pulled out of my mouth and shook his head at me. His whole body seemed to be on edge, his legs were shaking and his hands were trembling. “Lay down.” He said as he turned around again and ran his fingers through his hair, pulling it loose at the same time. He blew out deep breaths as he moved around my room, doing whatever the hell he was doing.

  I moved quickly, too quickly for my objecting head that was currently pulsing with every beat of my heart. I pulled down my trousers and whipped off my top so I lay naked in the middle of my bed. I was too far gone to worry about what I may have looked like naked and to be honest; did I really give a fuck? No. I wanted this. I closed my eyes and blew out little breaths to ease the sickness welling up in my chest.

  I was not going to puke. I was not going to puke. My body was not going to end this right now. I wanted Sebastian and I’d be damned if I was going to let a little bit of sickness take over.

  Like hell.

  I opened my eyes to see Sebastian standing naked next to the bed. One of his hands was holding his cock at the base whilst the other held foil packets. He raised a brow as he held the protection up for me to see properly. “I bought a variety of flavours, which one?”

  “Who gives a fuck?” I muttered as I opened my legs, inviting him inside.

  He chuckled as his eyes left mine to disappear between my legs. He sucked in a deep lust filled breath and dropped all the condoms but one. He ripped the packet open with his teeth, letting the wrapper drop to the floor before rolling the gooey covered latex over his stiffness.

  Once he was covered, he climbed onto the bed and settled himself between my legs. The smell of strawberries wafted up between us. It was obvious what the flavour was now. I automatically wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling the thickness protesting against my thigh muscles.

  “You’ve been working out.” I said, more of a statement than a question. I ran my hands up and down his arms feeling his soft hairs and the intense muscles bulging underneath my palms. I never got to feel his skin before. Now though, it was hot, soft and hard all at once.

  I he
ld onto the back of his neck, my fingers twirling the loose strands of his long hair. The silky softness of it ran through my fingers like liquid. Whatever shampoo he used did wonders to his hair. I wanted to bury my face in it and inhale deeply, keeping his smell with me for as long as possible just like I did with his aftershave.

  Sebastian smiled down at me. That little dimple that I loved at the side of his mouth made an appearance. He quickly grabbed a soft kiss from me before pulling away. “With nothing else but intense thinking about what the fuck I did wrong, working out with Ashton was the only way I could release pent up aggression, sexual frustration, you name it.”

  “Ashton?”

  “My personal trainer,” He murmured, positioning himself at my centre. He glanced down at our bodies as his own body shivered. “I’m sorry this isn’t going to be the best or the longest or the most loving but I’m bursting here. Just bear with me, I will make it worth your while afterwards. I promise.”

  “I don’t care.” I moaned, rocking my hips up to him, just wanting him to fucking fill me to the brim and now.

  “Okay.” he groaned as an intense look came upon his face. His eyes flared and widened as his pupils dilated taking over the blue, making it non existent. He positioned himself again, his thighs pushing my hips wider then thrust all the way inside me until his balls slapped against my arse with a whack.

  “Oh shit.” I gasped and felt all my breath leave me in a whoosh. Maybe I shouldn’t have voiced my opinion to want him to just stick it in. My eyes in this circumstance were too big for my pussy. Damn, I forgot how big he truly was. I literally felt my womb be pushed out of the way and my nether lips being taxed to excess like overstretched elastic bands. My soft tissues resisted being treated in such an intense manner. Almost immediately, I felt the throb coming from my entrance as my softness tried it’s best to accommodate him.

  Sebastian was breathing heavily as he pulled all the way out then pushed back inside. I winced at the pulse of pressure and slight pain but tried to relax knowing that my pain would turn pleasurable soon. Or at least I hoped it would because I’d waited for this for what seemed like forever.

  “Oh fuck.” Sebastian muttered into my neck, where he’d buried his head. His hot breath fanned over my skin as his hips did that retreat and engage thing again. “I’m not going to last, Victoria, sorry. So sorry,” He said as he pushed himself up so he was on his knees.

  Grabbing my legs, he un-wrapped them from his waist and placed each foot on his shoulders. Once they were in position, he grabbed my hips, his fingers dug into my flesh. “Ready?” he gasped as sweat dripped down the side of his face, his hair stuck to his forehead and neck.

  “Yes, give it to me.”

  And did he ever.

  He pounded into me, stroke after stroke. Slap, clap and whack. The whole bed shook with the violence of each thrust. My headboard banged against the wall with repetitive thumps as I shifted up on the covers. I quickly raised my arms and held on for dear life to my headboard as Sebastian plummeted inside me. His thick, wide cock jammed itself in my cavern, scraping against my walls, nudging and beating against my womb, making more space for him, seating himself deep.

  “Oh, Victoria,” He panted as his hips moved impossibly faster. “Feels So Fucking Good.” My boobs jiggled and wobbled all over the place, our flesh slapped hard together, echoing so loudly in the room that I could barely hear him or me panting for breath.

  Blood rushed to my ears as my body which was already overheating, heated up even more. Sweat broke out over my skin, enabling both of our bodies to slip and slide against each other. My legs continually slipped off his shoulders. My womb, my poor abused womb was burning, cramping, squeezing itself wanting to let go. My pussy walls were contracting, gripping Sebastian as he pistoned in and out of me.

  His hands squeezed against my boobs, his fingers plucking and rolling my nipples then he leaned forward whilst his hips continued their assault and licked and nibbled my tender and sensitive buds, sucking them deep into the cavern of his mouth. His tongue lathed over them back and fourth, around and over.

  Straddling my hips again, I felt the residual tightening in the pit of my stomach as my nipples budded together and a flush tore out over my skin, making me feel like an inferno. My eyesight dimmed and my ears burst as my whole body began to tremble. My arms and legs flailed around uselessly and my head flicked from side to side fighting against the intense pressure building in my body. It was too much, it was all too much.

  “Sebastian.” I sobbed, restlessly. My whole body was teetering on the edge of something so intense, it sort of frightened me.

  “I know.” Sebastian gritted out, the flex of his body becoming impossibly harder. “I feel you, let go.” He shouted. His face was a mask of pain and pleasure all at the same time. His shoulders were bunched and the hold he had on my hips turned bruising. “Let go, Victoria. I can’t hold it any longer. Come with me.”

  I couldn’t. It was too intense; it also hurt like a fucker too.

  As if he knew this, Sebastian reached down and thumbed my clit in quick, heavy circles. I panted and attempted to squeeze my legs together but he wasn’t having any of that. He gritted his teeth and pushed his free hand against my thigh holding one open whilst his thumb continued to work hard on my little bud that was a heavy pulse point. It was ready to burst.

  “Come, now.” Sebastian roared, kicking himself inside me.

  My dam broke.

  I screamed out to the heavens, my voice becoming rough and gravelly as my whole body conversed and catapulted into the most intense orgasm I’d ever had. My eyesight dimmed to blackout point, my ears felt like the blood had pushed through my flesh and my heart was beating so quick I thought it just might collapse.

  When I was sure I’d stopped breathing, my mouth opened to say something, say whatever but nothing came out. I blinked rapidly against the spots dancing in my eyes. The spots turned into a million tiny flies that made me want to reach up and bat them out of the way. After the flies left me, fogginess invaded and covered my eyes in a film of whiteness. I tried to move my legs, my arms even but it was like my body had switched off or wasn’t accepting my instructions.

  In the distance of my state, I heard Sebastian growl and push himself deeper inside me, trying to crawl up into my entrance. He held himself there as he roared out his release. I swear I could feel the intense hotness invading my core before his big body dropped down onto me like a wet stone sinking to the bottom of the sea.

  After that, I had no clue what happened because my whole world darkened and shut off.

  Chapter Ten

  I dare you to let me be...

  My eyes opened what I assumed was some time later to see and feel Sebastian wiping the inside of my thighs and my pussy with a damp cloth, tenderly.

  Oh God, how embarrassing. I tried to wiggle away from him but he wasn’t having any of it. No-one had ever taken the time to clean me up afterwards whether I wanted them too or not. “Keep still.” He chided.

  Sighing, I rested my pounding head back on my pillow and watched from my position as he continued to wipe me down, his strokes long and soft. His eyes were heavy lidded and his face was a mask of concentration and fulfilment, I think.

  When he finished, he dumped the flannel on one of my chest of drawers and crawled up the side of my squeaky bed and lay down beside me then smiled down at me. “Hey, baby. Are you back with me, now?”

  I nodded and groaned, feeling like I shouldn’t have moved at all. My head pounded like a sledgehammer against my skull. “Yes.”

  “Good. I was thinking about some food. When did you last eat?”

  “What time is it now?” I asked, trying not to move my head as I looked around the room. Even the roll of my eyes hurt.

  “Around eleven. So, food,”

  “A while ago,” The last thing I remembered eating with that tub of ice cream that made me feel as if I’d been at the fair and eaten too much artificial sugar.

 
“Good.” He smiled, pressed a quick kiss to my lips then stood up from the bed, still gloriously naked. He reached down for his jeans and pulled out his phone then began fiddling with it. I closed my eyes and let my body relax back against the bed.

  I felt the bed dip next to me and opened my eyes again to see Sebastian looking down at me, his face was relaxed and open. His eyes were glazed and glistening, his smile easy on his face. “You’re beautiful, you know that?”

  I snorted and turned my head. Sebastian grabbed my chin and turned my head back towards him. “I’m not.” I protested. I wasn’t beautiful. I was me and I was just Victoria, nothing more.

  “Can you feel that?” he asked as he searched my face.

  My brows pulled together wondering what he was talking about. “What?”

  “Feel it.” He thrust his hips against my side where I felt his rapidly hardening shaft pressing against me, trailing wet kisses across my skin. “I’m already raring to go again and all because you’re beautiful.”

  Another snort left me as I rolled my eyes and held back the groan of pain that went with it. “Your body just knows it’s next to a willing hole.”

  Sebastian pushed up from the bed so quickly, he made me dizzy. He paced the length of my small room, his hands fisting in his hair, his face not so open anymore. I bit my lip as his body tensed and his muscles bunched together.

  “You just don’t get it do you?”

  I sighed and blew out a breath. “Get what?”

  “That I love you. Damn it, Victoria.” He shouted making me wince.

  Hell. “Loving me doesn’t mean that I sexually entice you or turn you on.”

  You could love someone in the friendly way or love them romantically but still be not turned on by them. Just because your heart beat for them didn’t mean everything else did too, right?

  Sebastian looked at me like I’d lost my ever loving mind or maybe it was a look that said he wanted to strangle me. Who knew? “That’s complete bullshit and you fucking well know it.” He snarled.