The One Addicted(58)

“You’ve had me at your side for over ten hours.” I laugh at his comment.

“NOT in bed, I haven’t…” He pushes the doors open on the word bed, showcasing a small bedroom with a dominating circular mattress and I gasp. “ … And NOT naked.”

The next few minutes go by in a blur of teeth clashing and bodies frantically undressing to our underwear. All thoughts of my whereabouts have completely dissipated. I’m so desperate to have him. Sitting so close to him for hours on end has been wonderfully cosy but also agonisingly constricting. Seb clicks a button and the blinds come down, as we slip onto the bed, cocooned from the outside world and the regularities of a usual in-house flight. I’m in a luxury travel bubble and I don’t want it to pop - its entirely surreal.

We devour one another’s mouths, his hands sinking into my body, touching every part of me and I do the same. My palms stoke the fine hair on his chest feeling his heart beneath them and I drop to replace them with my mouth. Cascading light kisses all over his taut physique. He is so ripped my mouth waters at the sheer sight of him. “I’ve missed you.”

“I know, baby - me too.”

My trail of kisses continue, along his ribs, across his abdomen, my tongue licking a path down one indented and perfected V. His fingers swoop underneath my chin, willing me to look up at him.

“Let me go down on you?”

His eyes darken from chocolate to black. “No. I want to touch you.”

“Soon.”

I cup his balls and stroke leisurely up over his cock through his Calvin’s, ignoring his words. I want to feel him, touch him, put him in my mouth - be in control. He is everything to me and his pleasure is my pleasure.

“Baby, I won’t last if you continue doing that…it’s your turn now.”

In the dark, the tiniest light creeping in and slicing across the bed, I can see his black sexy eyes as he slowly begins to work his way from my mouth, down my chest, sucking on each nipple, licking a trail around the soft curve of each mound, all the while holding my gaze. God he’s so damn gorgeous, and he’s all mine.

The breath hisses from my lips; a guttural groan deep from within. The sensations he is awakening flicker like shockwaves, rippling across my body, working their way downstream to pool at the top of my thighs. His touch is like magic bringing something out of me that has lain dormant for years - perhaps forever.

“I promise I’ll make this worth your while.”

Oh I believe you, you sexy mother fucker - my fear isn’t that you won’t show me the time of my life, make it utterly unforgettable - but that one day, you’ll stop, stop giving me pleasure. Stop rocking my world and grow bored of me.

“I’ve lost you, lady - where’d you go?”

“I’m here, don’t worry - I’m all yours but you need to be down there…” I smile seductively at him, nestled between my thighs and choose to ignore the annoying uncertainty rearing its ugly head - my fear of my scar, my fear of how many times he’s done this with other women. Live in the here and now, be strong and confident.

“With pleasure.”

I am devoured by his black orbs filled with flickers of fire; one blink and he is peeling my underwear from my body, smiling between kisses at each point, my strap, the edge of my lace panties and back to my swollen pouting mouth. One lick and he sets my skin alight, and my pussy moistens. One kiss and I am his - every time.

“You are so fucking beautiful - just being around you makes me feel like I’m home.”

I was thinking exactly the same thing.

“You are home, baby - now stop talking and come inside.”

I part my legs, wide, the air brushes against my clit. I’m bare to his eyes, completely open to him and I don’t care; I am not embarrassed - just spread my feet wider, all the while holding his eyes, willing him to take what I’m offering. “Come inside - it’s warm and tight and where you belong.”

I sigh as his tongue fills me, rolling around my throbbing clit, sliding, along my slit and plunging inside, before tracing delicate swirl patterns on both inner thighs, and I tremble uncontrollably. His technique should be patented, it’s that fucking good.

Holy fuck.

His suckling increases in frequency, and I thrash around desperate to come. “Ah, baby, that’s it just there - don’t stop.” I explode in glorious wave after wave of rippling satisfaction; the tight coil within my belly unravelling until I’m boneless.

The tear of a condom packet is a welcome sound and I look down to watch Seb expertly roll it over the searching head of his impressive and rock hard arousal. Such a smooth bastard and I love it. The first moment when I feel him inch inside me is predatory, both our bodies straining to connect. His hands grab my behind, kneading both globes firmly, allowing his delve inside me to deepen, even with my slickness I flinch to accommodate his girth. I gasp as hot embers of pleasure spark along my wet slippery channel.