She unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down. He kicked them from his legs. The jeans slid across the wood floor. Her fingertips grazed his skin with light feather touches as she gave his boxers the same treatment. Her hand gripped his cock, sliding up and down his shaft, accomplishing the one thing he didn’t think was possible—making him harder than he already was.
He eased back onto the chaise lounge, pulling her with him. She maintained her hold on him while she spread her thighs and straddled his hips. Sebastian shifted lower on the chaise as she held his shoulders for balance. She had a look of determination on her face as her eyes never left his. As much as he wanted to claim her entirely for himself, he knew this was also her moment to claim him. To take every ounce of his love for her and mark him as her own.
She lowered her body toward his. The warmth of her sex hovering above him was enough to drive him insane. She brushed against him. Teased and taunted him. The moistness of her slick folds coated his tip with each flex of her body.
He clamped his hands on her hips, unable to deny himself any longer. He couldn’t be separated from the beautiful soul who’d worked for years to reclaim who she was and who she was meant to be, and along the way, she allowed him to be part of her journey. He was the man she wanted by her side for always.
“Ride me. Now!” Sebastian demanded.
He thrust upward as Gabrielle slammed down onto his cock. The tightness of her enveloping him as she pushed down, trying to take in all of him. Her hips and knees flexed instinctively against the cushions as she found the perfect rhythm to stroke up and down his shaft.
A moan burst from his mouth. Pure pleasure rocked him as she stretched and squeezed against his girth. Delicious friction built as she increased her pace. The hitch of her breathing grew raspier and more excited. Her breasts bounced up and down and entranced him. All his senses were overloaded by the insatiable desire overwhelming him. His vision blurred as he succumbed to the sweet feel of her rising and falling on his cock. She moved with conviction, completely unsheathing his cock, then plunging back down to take more of him inside of her. Her walls trembled and clenched around him, hurtling him faster toward an explosive orgasm.
“Seby, Seby … Seby … Seby,” she moaned. Her nails dug into his skin as her head tilted back, eyes closed in ecstasy. He tightened his arms around her back, locking her on top of him.
“You’re so fucking beautiful. What did I ever do to deserve you?” Sebastian fought to get the words out.
Gabrielle responded with a series of moans, her body almost falling apart as she approached the cliff of her orgasm. But she held on, driving the tempo on his cock even faster to take him over the edge with her.
Sebastian needed to see her. He needed to erase all the painful memories of her past. Destroy them so they would never haunt her or hurt her again.
“Hey,” Sebastian said through rushed breaths. “Look at me. Look at me!” He cradled her head and tilted her toward him. Gabrielle’s eyes opened slowly and graced him with the most stunning smile.
Sebastian’s voice choked as he said, “You will always be … mine.”
“Yes … Seby … yes.” A tear pooled in the corner of her eye.
That was all he needed to hear.
Flipping them over onto the chaise, he drove long and hard between her as she strangled his cock, demanding his release. He kissed her as he damn near lost control, pounding into her. His cock drove deeper and deeper into her slick, wet heat. Her hands threaded through his hair, clutching his head as her thighs locked around his waist. She grinded against him, with him, taking him apart stroke by stroke until he literally saw fucking stars as explosive pleasure ripped and tore through his body.
He pressed his lips harder onto Gabrielle’s, smothering their primal screams with the deepness of their kiss. She shook and shuddered beneath him as his release flooded inside of her. He collapsed onto her limp body. Gabrielle wound her arms tightly around him as his head rested against the crook of her neck.
As his eyes closed, he heard her whisper … “Mine.”
Chapter48
Gabrielle clung to Sebastian's body, her skin feverish and tingling from the passionate night they'd shared. Every fiber of her being still throbbed from their lovemaking that had filled every corner of her bedroom suite—from the chaise lounge to the chair, floor, balcony, bed, and back again. She craved more of him, hungry for his touch and desperate for the pleasure he filled her with. This man was everything she could have wished for and more. She felt like she was part of him and never wanted to let go. This was the kind of love she'd yearned for all her life, and it was finally hers.
“Morning, gorgeous.” Sebastian stroked a finger along her cheek, then leaned down and kissed the top of her head.
“Morning.” Gabrielle rubbed her eyes and leaned forward to give him a quick kiss on the lips. Her stomach growled loudly simultaneously, and she burst into laughter.
“I guess that’s what I get for starving you all night long,” Sebastian said, easing from her embrace.
“Oh, you fed me in more important ways,” Gabrielle said, a sly smile on her face. Memories of her mouth on his cock last night, sucking and stroking until he came down her throat, flooded her mind.
Sebastian’s grin grew wider as he gave her a soft slap on the ass. “I’ll go grab lunch from downstairs. Want anything in particular?”
“Something hearty,” she responded, then tapped her finger against her chin. “Goat curry with peas and rice.”
“Good choice.”
“I’ll jump in the shower while you’re down there,” Gabrielle said, realizing she’d need to show her face to Serena soon and explain the change in her relationship status with Sebastian. Her worries hadn’t dissipated, but she could no longer deny herself this man. They belonged together. She knew she could withstand whatever Tony Brooks planned next with Sebastian by her side more than without him.
“Without me? I’m so hurt.”
“We tried that last night and failed miserably, remember?” Gabrielle teased.
