By the time he was finished, her legs were shaking from her arousal.
He traced the sensitive lips of her pussy with his finger. "Did you like it when I licked your cunt?"
She gave a slow nod.
"Good." Sebastian's grin widened.
The man jumped off the bed, starling her. She hadn't come yet, damn it. Even in a drunken state, she refused to sleep without having a proper orgasm. With how she was feeling, she might just have a heart attack without one.
Just when she was about to order him to finish what he started, the man unbuttoned his jeans. So he wasn't leaving for an impromptu visit to the bathroom, after all. The guy was giving her a show, a show that she very much wanted to see. As she watched, he unzipped his pants, then slid them down his legs. Then, moving just as slowly, he eased his pair of navy boxers down as well.
When his body was revealed, her mouth dropped open in shock. Emmy had to admit that a big cock was all well and good, but she wasn't sure how this was going to work. The guy was beyond huge. She bet it would even take two hands to jerk him off.
"I'm going to take your startled look as a compliment." Sebastian's eyes gleamed.
She glanced down at her body. "Are you sure this is going to work?"
"Oh, sweetheart, not only is this going to work, but you're going to love every minute of it." Judging by Sebastian's coy expression, he knew what he was talking about.
"O-okay." Her eyes still lingered on the full magnitude of him—the purple head, the wide, veiny shaft. He was glorious, massive size and all.
His eyes darkened due to her examination. "Touch me."
She wrapped her hand around his shaft, still marveling at the sheer size of the man. His rod was fat and full in her palm. His tip, as silky smooth as a freshly picked mushroom, was soft beneath her thumb. As she ran her hands along his body, he squeezed his eyes shut and shuddered. The fact that she could make Sebastian, who was as glorious as any actor or model, quiver due to her touch was more flattering than a thousand compliments. She longed to please him as he pleased her, but when she bent her head to swirl her tongue along his delicate tip, he pushed her back.
"You don't want it?" She'd never met a man who refused a blow job.
He cupped her cheek. "If you suck me now, I'll explode. Before I do that, I want to please you."
An unselfish lover. Oh goody. After a long line of selfish pricks in the bedroom, the change was wonderful.
"I want to please you, too," she said softly.
With a primitive growl, he lay on top of her again, trapping her hands above her head.
"Oh, you'll please me, all right." He settled himself between her legs and pressed his cock against her opening.
Groaning, she arched her back.
"Mmm." He laid a kiss on her jaw. "Somebody's excited."
Excited? If he wasn't inside her in the next five seconds, she was going to throw him down and stick his cock in her herself.
"Hurry." She buried her fingernails into his shoulders.
He ran the tip of his cock along her clit, teasing her endlessly. "Are you on anything?"
In her drunken state, all she could think was, Of course I'm on something. I'm on the bed.
"Uh-huh." She nodded.
His roguish grin widened as he steered the head of his cock so it brushed her hole. "Then tell me what you want."
"What?"
"Tell me that you want my cock inside of you." He rested his tip against her entrance, not pushing his way inside but instead teasing her endlessly.
If she hadn't been so damn desperate, she would have hesitated.
"I want your cock inside me." Now just put it in already.
Sebastian nuzzled her lips. "As you wish."
In one swift thrust, Sebastian speared her body, filling up her insides with his massive cock. Her body was stretched to the max, yet all she felt was unending pleasure. As his cock darted inside of her repeatedly, he captured her mouth with his. A moment later he pulled back and cupped her ass, driving her crazy as he caressed her.
"God, your body is amazing," Sebastian groaned, his voice quavering with each thrust. "It was made for me. You were made for me."
She couldn't think well enough to answer. All she knew was heat and friction as his balls slapped against her rear end. She arched her back and spread her legs, yearning for more.
"Tell me what you want," he gasped, moving his hands to her hips.
"More," she said.
"More what?" he asked.
"I want your cock in me more." She buried her fingernails into his shoulder blades.
The man groaned in response to her words and bent over her, pressing her deeper into the mattress. The pressure of his sweaty, sticky body against hers made cries burst from her lips. But she didn't care if his neighbors heard. Hell, she didn't care if the whole damn world heard. At that moment, the only thing that mattered was his engorged rod spearing her soaked pussy, driving her to the breaking point.