Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 89666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
When Sebastian finally stopped to slip on the condom, a relieved sob nearly broke from my throat. His feverish gaze roasted me as the fat head of his cock brushed against my hole.
He pushed in slowly, and my body stiffened at the intrusion. No matter how well he’d prepared me, he was still large, and it had been a while since I’d last been penetrated.
“Should I stop?” Sebastian demanded after he’d already stopped. His voice was low and rough, as though he’d been gargling gravel. Muscles strained and twitched as he fought to remain perfectly still.
“No. Don’t stop. Just go slow.”
Sebastian’s grin was tight as he put one hand under my left knee and pressed my leg up toward my chest. At the same time, he continued to push forward, filling me with his phenomenal thickness. My eyes rolled into my head, and I moaned loud enough to be heard by all of Sebastian’s very distant neighbors.
“Fuck, baby,” Sebastian swore. My eyes flicked open to focus on the lines of strain cutting across his face and the beads of sweat gathering on his brow. “You feel so good.”
With a trembling hand, I gripped my rock-hard cock. I gathered up the cum leaking from the head and smeared it down the shaft. As I stroked myself, my hips raised, and I took in more of him, causing us both to gasp.
“Yes,” I hissed. My body adjusted to his girth, and I shoved aside the lingering bite of pain to wallow in the ecstasy of this moment. “More. I want all of you.”
Sebastian delivered.
He steadily filled me up, giving me every sweet inch of his dick. When he was completely inside of me, the most beautiful look of bliss filled his face. I wanted to keep staring at him, but it became too difficult as he moved. Each thrust tried to knock the breath out of my lungs. My hips lifted to meet his while my hand shuttled on my cock faster and faster. As my pleasure built, my eyes fell shut and my head pressed into the pillows, allowing me to soak in everything I was feeling. My orgasm was so close now. I didn’t want to fall off that cliff yet, but the combination of tender torment with the incredible pounding into my body was driving me insane.
“Fuck,” Sebastian growled, and my eyes popped open to see his gaze glued on the spot where our bodies met, as if it hypnotized him.
“That’s it, dearest,” I purred. “Fuck me harder. I want everything you’ve got. Show me how much you want me.”
A snarl left my lover as he gripped my hip with his free hand and tilted my body just right so that on the next long, deep stroke he punched my prostate, leaving me seeing stars. An electric current shot along my nerve endings, and I was done. Two more hard thrusts, and I shouted as the ecstasy I’d been reaching for finally slammed through me. Hot, sticky cum splashed across my hand and over my stomach. My ass muscles clenched tight, but Sebastian didn’t stop. The little devil even sped up, fucking me through my orgasm and straight into his. I barely managed to focus on him as he shouted his release. His expression twisted up in a way that almost looked as if he were in pain, but he finished with a loose, sloppy smile that squeezed my heart.
With a final exhale, that giant man collapsed on top of me, his face nuzzled against my neck. We both panted like we’d run a marathon.
“That was amazing,” Sebastian said in a rush of hot breath on my sweaty skin.
“Uh-huh. Definitely need to do that again.”
“Yes.” Sebastian’s head popped up. His hair was a sweaty mess, but his grin was a bright, shining star. I’d seen him in Saville Row suits and elegant tuxedos, but in this moment, right here, I swore he’d never appeared more handsome to me. “Frequently. Anytime you want.”
I wanted to tease him, but as I opened my mouth, the only thing that came out was a yawn. Of course, Sebastian was full of energy, as if the orgasm had revived him. He carefully withdrew from my body and disappeared into the bathroom to deal with the condom. When he returned, he had a warm damp washcloth he used to clean me up. After drying me off with a fluffy white towel, Sebastian climbed into bed with me and bundled us up in his silk sheets.
I could feel myself drifting, my eyes growing heavy as I lay stretched out in his bed, his arm wrapped around my stomach. Sebastian was an oven next to me, but I didn’t mind. Everything in me was so relaxed, I didn’t want to stir, but I knew I had to.
With as much effort as I could muster, I cracked one eye open and my gaze landed on the digital clock on his nightstand. It was such a relic. Why would he need one? He probably always had his phone on his nightstand? Except there was no need to grab my phone with that clock. That was why he had it.