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The weight holding me feels so real, and I writhe against his thigh as my clit pulses. I’m so, so wet that I’m dripping. Wetter than I can remember being.
Then the stroke of a warm tongue at my core pulls me from the dream with a gasp, and I become aware of Sebastian between my thighs, his mouth moving expertly over my pussy.
Immediately, I reach for him, threading my fingers through his hair and holding him in place as I grind against his mouth. He continues to pump two fingers in and out. It’s amazing, but I want more.
I whimper as he lifts up onto his elbows, the morning air cold against my hot, throbbing clit.
Fucking hell. His beard is soaked.
I blink away the last of my dream and catch his gaze. It’s dark and heated, his pupils blown out wide. If I could see myself, I’m sure mine would look the same.
“Lay back, eyes closed. Try not to move.” He kisses my hip. “Let me do this for you.”
I’m so close. Never in my life did I think I’d get this. It was one more secret, buried so deep I never even imagined I’d say it out loud, and yet, it’s happening. Now.
Shit.
It’s so much better than I’ve fantasized, and I’m flooded with all the possibilities ahead of us. Things I could ask for, all the filthy acts Sebastian and I could get up to that I’ve never let myself hope for.
With my thighs splayed open before him, he slides his palms from my knees to my hips, then holds me open with his thumbs as he leans in to kiss just above my clit. His beard teases the sensitive bud, and I writhe as a shiver rolls over me.
My eyes close as my head falls back, but I pry them open again. I don’t want to miss another second of this now that I’m awake.
“It’s an honor to see you like this. Unguarded. Nothing to focus on but what you feel. No one to please but yourself. This is all about you, Bee, and I’m going to give you everything you deserve.”
Long strokes of his tongue tease me, circling, then dipping deep into my pussy. His beard is soaked, and seeing it only turns me on more. He’s covered in me, anointed. I reach for him, desperate.
My orgasm comes without warning, deep pulsating waves of pleasure washing over me. Sebastian’s gaze issteady while he continues to lick and suck at my clit until I’m shaking with oversensitivity. If it wasn’t for his strong grip on my thighs, I might fall apart completely.
“You look beautiful like this,” he says, lifting up to wipe his face with the sheet. I blink back at him, a little dazed in the afterglow. Sebastian looks wrecked, lust drunk eyes and a light sweat on his brow.
I’ve never seen anyone so sexy.
“You don’t look so bad yourself,” I say, struggling to get my breathing under control. Under my ribs, my heart is pounding.
He climbs up slowly, taking his time to kiss my hip bone, the soft swell of my stomach, the underside of my breast. I card my hand through his hair, petting him, happy to live in this feeling forever. This is all I need. When he reaches my mouth, I open eagerly, licking deep and moaning as I taste myself.
You know how I said there are only two things that calm me? Music and cleaning? We can add a third to the list. Because the sight of Sebastian hovering over me, eyes dark, smile cocked, may have just shorted me out.
I’m talking full factory reset, here.
“Bee.”
My synapses blink back to life, like an old fluorescent bulb. “Hmm?”
His erection lies against his thigh, but he bats my hand away when I reach for him, content to take himself in hand while he holds me, lavishing my neck with suckling kisses until he comes on my stomach.
“You don’t even know what you do to me.”
“I’ve got an idea.”
“I’m not sure you do.” His kisses are slower, but no less passionate. “Right here, angel, is where I want to be.”
His voice. Fuck. I hear it in my dreams. The scratch and scrape of it, rumbling like thunder, thick enough to blanket me. There are times it goes soft, cotton rich and silky smooth. It plays in my dreams now.
Sebastian might call me angel, but he’s definitely become my guiding light.
There’s no urgency to get up or move out of where we’re still tangled together, Sebastian’s head on my shoulder.
