He looked into my face, smiling deviously with the knowledge that he had full control as he gripped the sides of my lounge pants, pulling them down past my knees. I trembled as his hands cupped the inside of my thighs, applying gentle pressure to spread them apart.
His fingers traced up my legs, moving for my panties and hooking under the lace. He slid them down to join my pants at my feet, leaving me on display to him.
He took in the sight of me, bare and vulnerable. “Beautiful,”he whispered into my flesh as he planted kisses on the inside of my thighs, working his way up.
Fuck.
I was a silent observer as his head dipped forward, closing in on me. I shook as his breath warmed my core, teasing me.
He looked up at me with his glorious eyes. “Are you sure you want this?”
I nodded eagerly, unable to speak.
At my approval, I was met with my own gasp, brought on by the sensation of his tongue trailing over the most sensitive parts of me. He started off slowly, savoring me with his mouth.
My head dropped back, reveling in the euphoria he presented to me.
“You taste even better than I imagined you would,” he said breathily as he continued to ruin me with his tongue and teeth.
“You’ve thought about this?” I breathed amidst my moans.
“You haven't?”
Of course I have.
I tangled my hands through his hair as he moved his tongue in faster, tighter circles over my clit. He was going to utterly destroy me.
Sebastian pulled his mouth away to trail a single finger up the inside of my thigh, moving it to my center and rubbing the sensitive bud of my core. He played with me in taunting, tantalizing motions before slipping his finger inside of me. I let out a breathy moan as it entered me, sliding in easily. “You're so wet for me, Maeve.”
His mouth began licking me again, damning me to complete silence as I lost the ability to form words. He worked his fingers and tongue together, moving them meticulously to bring me to the edge.
“Please.” I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed a hold ofhis hair and lifted his head to look at me. “I need you,” I pleaded. “Now.”
Sebastian chuckled, his finger still moving inside of me. He shook his head. “No. Not here.”
My mouth opened to argue, but cried out instead as he inserted another finger. My neck fell back and I returned to that undeniable sense of euphoria as his fingers worked within me.
“I want you completely bare and sprawled on my bed when I take you for the first time,” he spoke into my skin, his voice primal and demanding.
Without any warning, his mouth was back on me. He flexed his fingers inside of me while he focused his tongue on my clit. He was so close to bringing me into oblivion.
“Fuck, Seb,” I cried out, dangerously close to climaxing.
He moved his other hand up to cover my mouth, quieting me—we were in the archives, after all.
“That's it, baby. Give in to me”
It wasn't long before I was whimpering into his hand as I came around his fingers, falling apart for him.
“Good girl.”
I grabbed his wrist and moved his hand from my mouth, sucking in air to try and catch my breath.
He pulled his fingers from inside of me, bringing them to his lips and licking me off of him. He slid my panties back up, then my pants as he rose from his knees.
His swollen lips laid on top of mine, and I tasted myself on him as he kissed me passionately.
Sebastian pulled back, grinning at the sight of me. I couldn't move—or speak, for that matter. He'd left me in complete wreckage.
