Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 52713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
He pulls his tongue from my pussy and, for a moment, I think he’s going to sit back and enjoy my mouth on him— but then he does the unexpected, and licks not toward my clit, but back, along my slit, to my ass. I panic, for an instant— no one has ever touched me there, not really, and they certainly haven’t licked me there. Sebastian spanks me lightly in admonishment, and keeps moving. He tongues lightly at my ass, and I can’t believe how much I like it— how much I want more. Is there anything I won’t let this guy do to me? I suck on him harder, rocking his cock from side to side in my mouth, swirling it along my tongue. Sebastian moves his mouth back to my pussy, but his fingers find my ass and he rubs me there, never quite entering me, but pressing just hard enough that I want him to.
He’s so hard now that I can barely even manipulate his cock into my mouth. When I fight to suck on him one more time, he lets out a throaty, guttural noise, then swings my hips off his face. We’re both still in shirts, I realize— we haven’t even undressed entirely, but as Sebastian pulls my legs forward, off the edge of the desk, I know he can’t wait any longer. Neither can I.
I think he’s going to wrap my legs around his waist, but instead he flips me onto my stomach, leaving my legs planted firmly on the floor. He grabs hold of my arms and pulls them up above my head, easily pinning them down with one hand, preventing me from squirming or fighting him— not that I’d want to. He uses his free hand to position himself, and when I feel him at my pussy, I moan in want, in need. Sebastian slows and takes a breath, trying to calm himself, and I can’t understand why.
“Please,” I say, trying to jut my hips backward. “Sebastian.”
He takes another hard breath. “We— the condoms. I didn’t think, I didn’t know we would do this in here. They’re in the car.” He’s fighting the urge to fuck me, his voice low and desperate and rocky.
I take a breath, squeeze my eyes shut. “I’m on birth control,” I say, gasping. Which, I know, isn’t the only reason to wear a condom— but this is Sebastian. I trust him.
“Are you sure?” he asks chokingly.
“I trust you,” I answer. “I trust you.”
He growls, then thrusts forward and enters me swiftly; we both cry out, loud, in pleasure. I can feel everything, like this, every pulse, every flex of his cock, the contours of him as he thrusts into me, threatening my walls and stretching me to the edge of pain. He makes me feel so full, and each time I think he’s as far in me as he can possibly get, he pushes further. He’s still holding back, I realize in disbelief. I don’t know how he can stand to do it.
Sebastian leans over me, keeping my arms locked down, fucking me in long, easy strokes. I push back against him, arch my back so that his cock rubs against my pussy in a way that makes it feel like there are fireworks in my bloodstream. I’m sweating, and hazy, and I’m going to come— I’m going to come hard, an orgasm that’s been threatening me ever since Sebastian’s fingers stroked my clit. I try to tell Sebastian, but I can’t find the words— and I think he knows, based on the way he begins to grind into me, pushing himself deeper and rocking his hips in a way that urges moans from my throat.
“Go on,” he says, voice guttural. “Come for me Ashlynn.”
I want to wait— I want to come with him, I want to feel him come inside me. I’ve never had anyone come in me— I’ve never had sex without a condom. But I want it now, I want to feel it, I want to hear him yell out into the darkened library alongside me. I can’t fight it much longer though, not the way he’s taking me. He must realize what I’m trying to do, because he suddenly grabs my left leg and, in a single sweeping motion, flips me onto my back, all without ever leaving my pussy.
“Look at me, baby,” he says in a whisper as he pulls me closer against him, pushing his cock deeper into me. I move to wrap my legs around his waist, but he catches me by the ankles and instead lifts my legs up and sets them both on his left shoulder. The act means my hips twist and lift— and it feels like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.
My face contorts in pleasure just at the repositioning, and Sebastian clenches his jaw as he moves deliberately, his hips in time with my own. He holds my legs tightly as he begins to thrust again, all while keeping his eyes locked on mine. When my eyes threaten to close, he slaps me on the ass, harder than he has before but in a way that makes me feel wild and desperate. “Look at me while you come. Look at me while I come inside you.”