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“You said you were a night owl?”
She nods.
“Do you have anywhere to be?”
“No.”
“Good, because tonight I’m going to feed my addiction until you tell me to stop.”
“What if I never tell you to stop?”
I shudder, because the answer scares me.
“Then, I’ll never stop.”
30
Millie
I pant hard, still not having caught my breath as I lie naked on top of the covers in Sebastian’s penthouse bedroom. The sun has started peeking up over the buildings. We haven’t slept one second. All we’ve done is fuck.
On the dining room table we broke.
The couch.
Against the wall.
In his bed.
We’ve fucked everywhere.
I didn’t believe Sebastian at first when he said he’d get addicted, when he said that’s why he only fucks women one time. He’s afraid of what will happen if he has too much of a good thing.
I understand now. But there is no way I want this to stop. It’s too good. I don’t want to let him go.
I glance over at him. His hard chest rises and falls as he tries to catch his own breath. I let my eyes wander down his ribbed abs, down to his glorious cock. I’ve never been with a man who reads my body so well, who can anticipate my desires before I even realize them myself.
Sebastian starts to roll over toward me. He cups my head in his hands and presses a kiss against my lips.
I moan into the kiss. We have to stop.
“Sebastian, we should talk,” I say. There is no way we can fuck again. It’s not physically possible to go again. And yet, I feel him growing hard against my stomach, and my own wetness spills between my legs as he continues to kiss me.
He laughs when I push against his chest.
“I know, let’s talk. But you’re going to have to do it while we shower, I have to get to work.”
I blink at him rapidly. “You’re still going to work? You didn’t sleep at all.”
He pulls me out of bed as we walk naked toward his large shower, complete with a rain shower head and a dozen other nozzles that all point in different directions. He turns one of the knobs, and the rain shower head comes on before he turns back to me.
“If I don’t go to work, I’m going to want to stay and keep fucking you. And as incredible as that sounds, I know that I’ve already made you sore enough. Our bodies need a break.”
He steps into the shower, pulling me with him. When I step in and feel the warm water, I feel the familiar ache, and know that he’s right. We need to stop, and if him going to work is the only way, then fine.
“So, I’m guessing our one night only deal went out the window?” I tease as he grabs the shampoo bottle. He squeezes some in his hand and then massages it into my scalp.
“I want to fuck you every day until we decide that our marriage is over,” Sebastian says.
