He grasped himself in one hand then positioned the tip.
“Please!” I gasped.
He thrust deeply into me and groaned, my name, I think.
I lifted my hips and wrapped my legs around his waist, crossing my ankles over his fine ass, and gripped him tightly.
Each powerful thrust pushed me further and further up the blanket, and further and further into another dimension. My nails raked his back, his shoulders and biceps. I forced my eyes to open and gazed into his face, contorted, stripped bare—there was just me, just him and the endless ocean.
I screamed his name as loudly as I could, needing to voice my love for him just once.
Too quickly, his body shuddered deeply inside me, his muscles contracting, sending waves of pleasure rippling through me.
He collapsed and I pulled him tighter inside, milking every last inch of him. He moaned and lay with his head nestled into my neck, breathing hard.
After several minutes locked together without moving, he reluctantly pulled out of me, making me gasp.
I was cold without the heat of his body and I shivered slightly.
He pulled the edges of the blanket around us and we curled up together, sated briefly. I half expected him to fall asleep; it was what David always did, but I was learning that they were different in so many ways.
Sebastian continued to run his fingers up and down my arm, gently stroking my skin. It was comforting.
“Sebastian, can I ask you something?”
“Of course—anything.”
I was glad it was dark because just thinking the question, let alone asking it, was making me blush.
“What is it, Caro?”
“Well, I was just wondering … that was really … nice … when you … you know … kissed me … down there.”
He nuzzled my shoulder.
“Good.”
“How … how did you know what to do?”
His body was suddenly still, and his hand froze on my arm. I regretted my impulsive question immediately.
“It’s okay. You don’t have to tell me. I was just wondering…”
“It’s not what you think, Caro,” he said, quietly. “I’ve never … you know I’ve never been with anyone else. I’ve never … done that before.”
“So, how did you know? Because it was amazing.”
“Amazing? Really?”
He sounded pleased.
“Oh, believe me: I know what ‘amazing’ means, and that definitely qualifies.”
He chuckled quietly.
“Cool!”
“So … come on … how did you know what to do? Or maybe you’re just a natural.”
I sensed there was something he wasn’t telling me.
“Come on, Hunter. Fess up. Other than being God’s gift to women…”
“Okay, but promise not to laugh.”
“Cross my heart.”
He sighed heavily.
“I looked it up.”
“Excuse me?”
“Online. I looked it up. There are websites where you can … find out stuff.”
I was astonished. It would never have occurred to me in a million years.
“So ... did you just do an internet search on ‘oral sex’?”
I heard his quiet laugh again.
“Kinda, yeah. A couple of years ago me and Ches were on my dad’s computer when he was out; he’d only turned off the screen so when we turned it on again it was on some porno site. Someone had posted a question about … that. I think it freaked us out at the time but I was thinking about it the other day after we … and I just thought … I just wanted … if we did it again … I just wanted to please you. I know I’m not very good at this and … well … after what happened that first time, I thought it might be good to … you know … pick up some tips.”
I was so overwhelmed—not only had he done this for me, to please me, but that he was so open and honest.
“Sebastian … I think you’re a wonderful lover. The things I feel when I’m with you … the things you make me feel … I’ve never, never felt like that.”
I pulled his mouth to mine, trying to show through my kiss that I meant every word.
“You’re very special, Sebastian,” I murmured onto his lips.
“I love you so much, Caro,” he said huskily.
We lay quietly for some minutes and I began to drift off to sleep. But then, in a hesitant voice, he spoke again.
“Caro, can I ask you something?”
“Of course. What is it?”
My brain was happily disconnected from my body, and my voice sounded dream-laden.
He hesitated and I stroked his chest to reassure him.
“Why did you change your mind?”
“About what?”
“About us.”
“I haven’t. Oh, you mean … this.”