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Little Black Book(59)

By:Tabatha Vargo


“Remember, you asked for this,” he said, locking the door behind us and stalking toward me.

He turned me and bent me over the small counter. Wasting no time, he went to work unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them down enough to expose little more than my ass.

“I can’t open my legs this way.” I said, pressing my bare bottom into him.

I heard his zipper come down and saw him lick his fingers, bringing them down to my wet opening. Then I felt the tip of his arousal pushing in.

“Good. It’ll feel better for both of us.”

He slid deep into me, pressing me harder against the counter. He felt bigger—filling me completely and rubbing my inner walls in a way that made me close my eyes in pleasure.

He moved fast and hard, without mercy, tugging on my hair to make me look up. His other hand grabbed my chin, forcing me to look into the mirror in front of us.

“I want you to watch while I fuck you.”

I looked in the mirror and he glared back at me as he thrust his body into mine. The counter shook and a few times I was sure I heard someone knocking at the door, but I didn’t care. All I cared about was the feeling moving through me as Sebastian took over my body.

He tugged my hair harder, making me call out and I met his dark, cocky smirk in the mirror. He was loving it as much as I was.

“Remember how much I adore that mouth of yours? I think I want to come in it this time,” he stated.

Still, he continued to hammer me, balls slapping against slick, sweaty skin.

Pleasurable pain clouded my eyes, making my brows turn in as the ache where his body connected with mine spread into my thighs. The sounds of our bodies coming together echoed in the tile-filled bathroom and a bottle of hand soap went crashing to the floor.

The customers could hear us, I was sure of it. But, Sebastian continued. Looping his arms underneath mine, he latched on to my shoulders, leaning over me and working his hips faster than I knew possible. That’s when I crashed.

Loud screams fell from my mouth, forcing Sebastian to cover it with his palm. I cried into his hand, before I bit its salty flesh. He cursed loudly, letting me know he was enjoying the sex as much as I was.

Finally he pulled out and turned me abruptly.

“Get on your fucking knees,” he growled.

I dropped to my knees the best I could with my jeans around my thighs and as soon as I opened my mouth, the head of his penis pushed past my lips. I moved my tongue over him, tasting myself on his skin, sucking him deeper into my mouth. I had no idea what I was doing, but it didn’t matter.

Sebastian threw his head back and pressed my mouth onto him harder as he exploded on the back of my tongue. Thick and hot, his come spewed all over, coating my mouth and throat with his personal flavor.





Sebastian was quiet in the car as he drove me back to my condo. I think he was realizing things were changing between us. Not good or bad, just different. We’d been spending so much time together, and that made me happy because I knew as long as he was with me, he wasn’t with another girl.

I was done denying the fact I wanted Sebastian to myself. I tried not to think about what he did when he wasn’t with me, and it was hard, but it was a part of the deal. I couldn’t go changing things now. It was too late for that.

When we got to my building, he walked me inside and followed me into the elevator. Once he inserted his card and pressed the button for the top floor, he turned to me and pulled me to him.

“I’m angry with you,” he stated.

His hands moved down my back and cupped my ass. He bit his lip as he stared at my chest.

“Well, I’m angry with you,” I countered.

He smirked and chuckled. “What the hell did I do ?” he asked. “Besides fuck you senseless for an entire restaurant to hear?”

His smirk turned into another genuine smile. I loved his smile, but I’d never mention it for fear he’d never smile at me again.

“Oh, whatever. It wasn’t that great,” I joked and rolled my eyes.

His head fell back and he laughed. It was a deep hearty laugh that shook his chest.

“Is that so?” He reached up and fingered a strand of my hair. “I guess maybe I should give it another try then. I did promise only the best, didn’t I?”

“Yep, you sure did.” My smile hurt my face it was so big.

And then, just as quickly as it came, his happy expression cleared and he peered down at me in all seriousness.

“This wasn’t supposed to happen,” he said with his jaw muscles visibly clenching.

I didn’t know how to reply. I was frightened I might turn him away somehow.

We stared at each other, until he moved quickly, smashing his mouth to mine and kissing me so hard it hurt.