The One Addicted(68)
His thumb pads over a nipple back and forth and I close my eyes at the exquisite ricochet of sensations it sets off all over my body and down between my legs. His touch usually gets me to bite my tongue and allow him to have his own way.
“They are mine.” He lowers his head to drop a gentle kiss where his thumb had been. “For my eyes only and no other man is perving over you - we still have a butler, lady.”
A small part of me is irritated that he’s telling me what to do, but as his mouth swallows my nipple and inwardly traces the tip with his tongue, I go with it. I should be pleased that he’s so territorial about my body - Hell - I am about his.
“I’m not keen on white bits.”
“Well then we’ll have to do something about that.”
The ties at my hips are deftly loosened and I wiggle in encouragement as the matching bikini bottoms fall to accompany the top, leaving me exposed to his greedy eyes.
“Perfection. What a neat little pussy you have - all juicy and ready to be sucked.”
I don’t think I’ll ever get used to his crude words but they awaken all of my erogenous zones, zapping them to life, with a husky voice that is deep and so full of promise, it turns me on in a way I’ve never experienced before him. Both filthy and gentlemanly - that’s my Sebastian; a master of dirty talk with a polished edge.
“Lie on the bed and spread your legs, baby…wide.”
Our eyes lock and I can see the heat there, willing me to obey. I don’t feel the rebellious glimmer raising its fiery head. I want this. Instead I ease myself back onto the bed, holding his gaze every second, whilst I rest back onto my forearms, raise my knees, feet flat to the mattress, before slowly and seductively opening myself to him. Rather than embarrassed I feel freed.
“I wish you could see how hot you look now. This is the evidence right here, Lu.” His hand cups his rock hard cock, tenting in his swim shorts and I will the ties to magically undo themselves and free him to me.
I gasp as his fingers plunge inside me, sliding in and out, stretching me. “You’re so wet. God, baby the things I want to do to you.”
“Do them… please!” I beg.
“Not before I’ve taken you to heaven. Now lie back and watch me.”
He drops to his knees, grabbing my hips and possessively scooting me down the bed to meet his mouth. The sight of his tongue deliberately giving a deft wiggle is my undoing. I can feel desire pooling from inside me, my clit growing plumper by the second and I swear I can see it pulsing, beckoning him to lick me. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything sexier than Sebastian between my legs, his strong hands gripping my thighs, spreading me so he can feast upon me. The look in his eyes pure fire; I’ll never tire of it.
“Does that feel good, baby?” He smiles up at me, following it with a swirl around my nub with exquisite slowness.
Oh fuck yes! “Yes… don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
Pleasure begins to build as he laves upon me, first slowly then more firmly as he plunges his tongue inside, then replicates the thrusting motion with two fingers. I arch my back in acceptance and rotate my hips.
“You’re so wet, lady - so ready for my cock.”
His attention increases until the roller-coaster tummy flops begin to circulate. Warmth emanating between my legs as I climb towards my end goal as his finger plunges inside followed by a second and then slips out. I wriggle to meet his thrust, desperate to feel some part of him inside me but tense as his fingers trace lower, towards my secret place. WTF? His mouth fastens over my clit, suckling hard and I jerk upwards in reaction, torn between wanting to push against his mouth and pull away from his prying hand and at that moment his finger slips inside my bottom. Every muscle within me retracts and coils in protest, a virgin to this invasion.
“You are so tight, baby - just relax. I promise you, you’ll like this. Trust me.”
My heart is pounding but the persistent lapping at my pussy and wonderful sensation beginning to build there, helps me relax and I ease back down the bed, his finger slipping a little further inside, each time I push to meet his mouth; my clitoris pounding, frantic to be finished off.
“Baby, if you could see how hot you look right now.”
His words are in the distance as I rock my hips in encouragement, his fingers at my bottom, gently testing less than an inch inside and as I begin to relax, a pleasure kick that I’ve never known shunts through me. It feels so erotic, yet entirely intimate and I’m staggered by my body’s reaction to this new aspect of lovemaking.
As his tongue flicks back and forth over my quivering nub I explode, lost on that rainbow of glitter. The force of my orgasm rips through me. As I cry out in pleasure pain, my muscles contracting around his mouth and fingers, as he continues to suck on me until I protest profusely.