Page 39 of Small Town Sparks


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It took me two full minutes before I got up and followed. Each step was slightly unsteady as my heart raced so fast it was almost throwing me off balance. No sooner did I enter the small hallway leading to the restrooms than Sebastian’s strong hand grasped my upper arm, and he pulled me into the bathroom.

A gasp escaped me like a whisper, but I barely even noticed the empty stalls, the marble countertops, or the rosy pink walls. My attention was commanded and held by Sebastian.

“Do you feel bold now?”

“A little.”

“Be bolder,” Sebastian instructed firmer. He stood taller, his eyes narrowing slightly and then he lifted a hand and pointed at the ground.

“Kneel.”

“What?” My heart skipped up into my throat and my lips parted, each breath a small gasp.

“I said kneel. You’re going to suck my cock, Scarlett, and if that doesn’t make you feel bold then I will just think of something else.”

Maybe I should have been indignant. After all, sucking off someone I barely knew in a public restroom was not the kind of thing I did, or even entertained in my mind and yet the indignation didn’t even cross my mind. Instead, Sebastian’s comment caused my core to throb, and an excited tremble shot through my body from head to toe.

Sebastian took a few steps further into the restroom and I followed, then I lowered down and kneeled on the white tiles.

“You know how to suck cock, right?” Sebastian asked and his voice had changed. The softest understanding that existed when asking about my work had faded into something deeper, something darker and more dominant.

I nodded, my hands resting atop my thighs. From here, I was face to face with his bulging crotch which had definitely swelled further in the few minutes we had been here.

“Good,” Sebastian replied. “I would hate to be disturbed.”

It struck me suddenly that someone could walk in at any moment. What would they think? Apprehension at that thought was swiftly replaced by a pulse of excitement as Sebastian unbuckled his belt, pulled his zipper down, and then shoved at his jeans to expose his soft, black cotton boxers.

His musk filled my nose and my entire body quivered as wetness soaked into my panties.

Fuck. I was really doing this.

Sebastian’s hand dipped beneath the band, and he pulled his long, thick cock free. My mouth watered and when I glanced up Sebastian’s body, he was staring down at me with hooded eyes.

“Open up, there’s a good girl.”

Fucking hell.

The praise lanced through me, and I immediately parted my lips. As Sebastian threaded the crown of his cock past my lips, I raised my hands and gripped his strong thighs. Muscles flexed under my palms and a pulse of pre-cum flooded over my tongue. Reflex had me lifting one hand to grip his shaft but Sebastian tsk’d under his breath.

“Just your mouth. Can you do that?”

I answered by dropping my hand back to his thigh. My eyes fluttered closed as the weight of his cock settled on my tongue, then I closed my mouth around his girth, pressed my tongue flat, and started to suck. With long, drawn-out strokes, I bobbed my head back and forth. With each swallow, I took in a little more of his cock until the velvet soft crown bumped the back of my throat and tears immediately sprung into my eyes when I suppressed a gag.

Sebastian’s hands slowly slid into my hair like the caress of a lover, then the grip turned a tough painful as he grabbed handfuls and slowly began to match my movements with thrusts of his own.

We moved together like dancers, rocking against one another and I closed my eyes, relaxing my throat as much as I could while Sebastian thrust his cock deeper and faster with each passing second. His sense of control and the strength of his grip had fluttering waves of excitement rolling through me and my core clenched rhythmically with each movement.

“Good girl,” Sebastian grunted above me. “Such a good fucking pet.”

I moaned and the vibrations ran the length of Sebastian’s cock, causing him to release a moan deeper than his previous soft sounds finally. It was music to my ears. My chances to breathe became few and far between as Sebastian fucked my throat harder and deeper, losing himself to the pleasure and I let him, following his guidance with every pull of my hair.

Then Sebastian slammed his hips forward, thrusting all the way down my throat and my nose brushed briefly against his pelvis. He came with a guttural cry, his cock twitching in my throat and his cum poured without hesitation. I drank him down the best he could, then he pulled back on the last pulse and coated my tongue with his seed.

The slightly bitter taste wasn’t entirely unpleasant and when I opened my eyes, he was still staring down at her.

“Swallow,” he instructed.

I did as instructed, tears clinging to my lashes and then he pulled himself free in a hot rush.

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