His doubts and worries evaporated as quickly as they had arrived and Sebastian smiled. Tomorrow would be the time to question his sanity. “I want to taste you first,” he said. “Ready you here.” His fingers slid in her panties and found her curls. An inch or so more and they and slipped down to her clit with perfect ease. She was already drenched through, her lips slick with her own desire.
Her hand wrapped around his semi-hard cock. “I’m ready and I need this.”
He laughed. He couldn’t help himself. So demanding but why was he surprised? His thief would be no meek bed partner. She’d give and demand and get whatever she wanted. For just a moment he couldn’t help but compare her to those that had come before and this time he was not surprised to realize that she was unlike any of them. She was unique.
“I need a little bit of time,” he said, shaking himself. “You drained me in one go. Give me a little time to ready myself whilst I make you explode as easily as you did me.”
“But—”
He interrupted her whispered word by latching his mouth around a nipple. Dragging the bud along the roof of his mouth, he teased and nipped it until she writhed beneath him. “Ah that feels so good.”
His hand continued to rub up and down her lips. Her clit was as hard as her nipples and so moist he couldn’t help but let go of the nipple and make his way downwards. He kissed her as he went. Her ribs, her stomach, her pelvic bones and then the scent of her desire hit him. He breathed it in before settling himself in between her open thighs and pulling her panties to her knees. He ripped them down the centre point, so that the material fluttered down and away, leaving her completely open to his hungry gaze.
Where to start? Her clit blossomed before him, the nub bigger than any he had ever seen. It was reddened and flushed, begging him to take it into his mouth just as he had her nipple. And yet her pussy lips were just as inviting. He compromised and ran his tongue from the clit all the way down to her hole before going back up again. He lapped at her like a cat and the taste of her was so intense that before long he was grinding his own hips against the bed, his dick hardening again.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Yes.” Her fingers found his hair and twisted through the length, pushing his face into her pussy, steering where she wanted him to go. Her clit.
Sebastian took it into his mouth and suckled it, pulling in her lips at the same time.
She arched her back and shrieked his name over and over again. “Sebastian, Sebastian, Sebastian.”
Another suckle in, and then out, and then in. His lips swirling just as hers had around whatever it could find.
“Oh God, harder,” she screamed. “Harder.”
He bit down slightly on her clit and she panted her approval. Another nip and then another. He inserted a finger but it was nowhere near enough. She was so wet that she needed more, so another went in, and then another. Her pussy walls clamped around his digits, drawing them in, and he pumped her slowly at first and then with more speed as she began to rock her hips.
In tandem he nipped and pumped. He drew the sensations out for her, waiting…and then she screamed. Her hands dug into his head almost to the point of pain. Her pussy drenched him with her juices, and he lapped them all up, reveling in the taste.
“Sebastian,” she finally panted. “Stop. Enough. Stop.”
But it was nowhere near enough. His dick was hard again now, throbbing in a way that was both pleasurable and painful, so without really even thinking it through—though God knows he should have—Sebastian lifted himself up and buried himself balls deep.
Chapter Eleven
Penny awoke slowly, an unusual occurrence for her. The bed was so warm though, Lyra had obviously put some money on the gas card, topping them up for a few days and allowing the luxury of radiators. She wiggled her feet and sunk lower into the thick quilt, enjoying the weight of it around her body, not to mention the hard, hot wall behind her.
She blinked once, twice, and then fluttered her eyes open, because her bed wasn’t next to the wall. It had space on all sides. All their beds did, none of the sisters liked being trapped whilst they slept. Which meant…. The events of the night before screamed through her and she shot upright. Her head whipped around, and her gaze landed directly on the man lying next to her. Sebastian Demetrious. Fuck.
Penny inhaled quickly, felt her heart race, and was immediately assuaged with the memories of the night before. Sebastian’s dick down her throat. His mouth clamped around her clit and then the sex. Dear God the amazingly erotic sex. He’d fucked her every which way she could imagine. On her back, on her side, on her knees. Her body quivered as the memories flashed through her mind and she felt her nipples harden.