“I need your lips. Come here.”
He drags me up against him, still keeping up his pace as he kisses me.
When his fingers move between us, working my clit, I fall apart, screaming his name.
Sebastian follows close, cursing and groaning my name as he comes.
We fall back into the bed, both of us breathing heavy.
When his arm sneaks around my body, pulling me to him, I feel the emotion in my throat.
Shit.
This is intense in every way.
Being with someone who fits you so perfectly feels scary. It also feels fantastic.
I sigh, cuddling closer to him, laying my head on his chest as he kisses my hair.
“Like I said—fucking perfect,” he says, making me smile.
I look up at him.
“You also called me a brat,” I say, secretly loving it.
Something tells me that he loves setting me straight. I know I push his buttons, and I would love it if he brought out his dominant side in the bedroom.
“Yeah, I got carried away,” he says, reading my expression.
“I liked it,” I whisper quietly, feeling the need to hide.
Christ.
I shouldn’t feel so exposed voicing my desires, but every time I’ve done it in the past, the guys have shut me out, leaving me with a hollow feeling inside.
Sebastian shifts our position, laying me across his body like a blanket.
“I get the feeling you’ve had some assholes in your bed, Lily, and even though I’ll feel murderous, I do think I need to know.”
On top of being a football and sex god, he seems to have the ability to read my mind as well.
I bite my lip, not really knowing where to start this.
“I guess it boils down to my personality. As you know, I like to flirt and not take myself too seriously. That goes in the bedroom as well. I’ve been with some men—or rather boys, I would call them—who’ve made me feel ashamed of asking for something,” I tell him.
Sebastian is lazily running his fingers up and down my body, soothing me as he listens.
“Asking for what?” he asks, placing a lock of hair behind my ear.
Now, we get to the sex part, and where I’ve been met with discomfort before, Sebastian looks intrigued.
“Oral sex, for one,” I tell him, which makes him roll his eyes. Sebastian has already redeemed my every oral sex experience when he ate me out like a starved man yesterday.
“Yeah, assholes, alright. Anything else?”
I cast my eyes down, the intensity of his gaze unwavering. He gently places his fingers under my chin, lifting my eyes back to him.
“Don’t hide, Lily. If it gets too much, we’ll stop, but we’re doing this together. I’ll tell you some of my kinks as well.”
