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I tear at his shoulders, dragging my nails down his arms, leaving marks in their way.

Sebastian watches me, and when he leans down, taking one of my nipples into his mouth whilst still working his fingers in my cunt and watching my face, I feel myself nearing the edge.

He sucks and nips at my nipple before he gives the same treatment to my other breast.

“Sebastian,” I moan, falling apart as he rides out my orgasm.

When my breathing calms, Sebastian asks me about a condom.

I tell him they’re in the bedside table, which he raises his eyebrows at.

“Been planning this, babe?”

His smile is blinding as he opens the drawer.

“Fuck yes, I have, and there’s more fun stuff in that drawer,” I tell him, feeling my heart pound in my chest.

He leans further out to get a better look whilst I hold my breath.

My earlier, idiot partners felt threatened by toys in the bedroom. Never wanting to try anything new. I would bring up a suggestion, and they would make me feel stupid for even asking.

Sebastian is quickly proving just how wrong those men have been for me.

He lets out a breath when he sees the handcuffs, a vibrator, some lube, and even a butt plug.

I felt a little wild during one of my shopping sprees, and the vibrator has been put to good use.

Sebastian has had me so sexually frustrated over these last few weeks, leaving me to get the vibrator.

“We’ll definitely have some fun with that, but for now, I’ll fuck you, just by myself.”

He winks at me as he opens the condom with his teeth.

Just by himself sounds perfect to me.

He lines himself up at my entrance, and we both watch mesmerised as he pushes into me.

He looks into my eyes.

“You okay?”

I answer by locking my legs harder around him, pushing him farther into me.

“Yes, please move,” I beg.

Sebastian bites my nipple.

“Such a fucking brat, aren’t you?”

He withdraws before slamming back into me, making me cry out from pleasure.

He sets the perfect pace, and I meet him halfway.

I grab his hair, pulling tightly as he lifts one of my legs, changing the angle and letting him go even deeper.

“Fuck, Sebastian. You feel so good,” I moan, my other hand finding his ass as I push him against me.

He leans back, holding my hips as he continues thrusting into me, holding my ass steady.