The One Addicted(75)

“You’ve no idea how hot you look right now.” His hand tilts my jaw to his eye level, and I wrap my legs tighter around his waist, feeling his cock rubbing against me and our lips meet. One peck and our eyes lock, mirth in them, as I dip and nip his bottom lip with my teeth. Another kiss, this one longer, the feeling of weightlessness is so freeing and he cradles me and then I offer him my tongue. He captures it with his own like his life depends upon it, one hand fisting my hair, the other pressing my bottom in towards his groin. I lose myself in a kiss that takes my breath away with its intensity and my desire for him is too much. I can’t breathe, yet I can’t draw away. I’m addicted to his mouth, his lips; that talented tongue.

I can feel us moving and I open my eyes and pull away as we disappear under the curtain of water and under a gap in the waterfall rock. He looks predatory as he releases me and I instinctively back away and lift myself up onto the flat rock behind me; my bottom balancing on the edge.

His eyes are darker and more intense and I sigh. He is a remarkable specimen - his tan now shows off all those sculpted muscles and abs to perfection and his tattoos ahh!!! I lick my lips in longing and as he reaches my body, his hands wasting no time untying my briefs, whilst I just cradle his head in my hands in awe.

My bikini top is next and both pieces are placed on the rocks, along with Sebastian’s swim-shorts. Even in the inky seclusion, rays of light filter in through the falls and I’m allowed a clear clear view of his glorious naked body in the glassy water.

“Lean back, baby.”

And I do. His hands are on me, opening me for him and I hear my own cry into the cave as he slips a finger inside of my heat. My legs wrapped around his waist as I kiss his face, his neck and all the while he works me with his fingers, one, two, ahh, three, Jesus! I rub myself against his hand, eager to create friction across my needy clit and just at the moment when I want to scream in frustration, the pad of his thumb finds my swollen nub and presses hard, “Oh, yeah. Oh God, yeah, Seb. Oh, baby.”

At the same time, his hot mouth seeks my nipple and sucks, whilst he continues to circle my clit, his fingers pumping inside of me, it is completely animalistic and fucking amazing and I scream his name into the waterfall, exploding with an orgasm that makes me dizzy with its magnitude.

His wet kisses on my wet hair and body, are comforting as I allow myself a moment to catch my breath, but I want to see to my man and I slip off the rock and into the water again, immediately cupping his balls. His eyes never leave me as I leisurely stroke his generous girth and length, watching as it twitches in reaction to my touch - I love this part - having this power.

“Your turn, baby - move back onto the rock.”

He does as I ask, taking a seat that makes his cock, level with my breasts. All the while, his eyes are transfixed and all the while he grows harder. Using his legs to draw me closer, I pull myself towards him and my tits bob against his thighs, his cock nestles intuitively between my cleavage and I smile up at him with my eyes. Not yet.

Savouring this moment of power, I dip to lick a trail from his balls right to his thick crown, then I purposefully look up directly at him and lick anti-clockwise around his tip. His deep groan pulls at the nerves low down in my pelvic floor and I smile in satisfaction.

“Fuck, Lu. Yes that’s it, baby.”

I slide him inside my mouth, the other hand gripping him and continue to look up at his eyes, always watching, growing more and more hooded by the second. Rolling my tongue around the flat part of the head that always made him moan when I touched him there, I deep-throat him as much as I can and begin to pump; his cock becoming slippery with my manipulations.

His hands are on my head and as I feel his cock tensing near his climax and I quickly remove him from my mouth, and place his engorged, throbbing length firmly between my breasts. I lift both globes up and push them inwards, wedging him along the channel of my now wet and glistening chest. “Ah, baby - you are a man’s wet dream here.”

I smile, happy to give him just that. He takes me to such heights on a regular basis, awakening me daily and addicting me in the process - the least I can do is return the favour.

“I want you to come all over my tits, baby,” I begin to move slowly before pushing them together tighter, slipping my hand at the base of his cock, to really create friction as he pushes into me. One last stroke and he empties himself onto me, spurting hot gushes of pearly semen with each shuddering thrust and I watch his expression change from awe to bliss in seconds, his jaw tensing, head thrown back so his neck is taut. I look down at my chest, and smile, wondering if it’s too soon to mention the obvious in-house joke we often comment upon, to him.