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It wasn’t long before my whole body clenched, and I was already near the edge. Part of me wanted to cum for her right there. To fill her mouth and see if she was dirty enough to swallow. But I wasn’t ready to be done with her. Not nearly. If this was going to be another one-off, I would not leave any regrets on the table this time. I was going to take every last inch of her and make sure I remembered it all.
I gritted my teeth as I tried to hold back the orgasm that already wanted to blast through me. I pumped my hips against her, fucking her mouth as she sat obediently still and let me guide her with my hand that was tangled in her wet hair.
I pushed until the very edge of my limit and then tried to pull away from her, not wanting to be finished before I’d had a chance for more. But the little minx put one hand on my ass and gripped me tighter with her other hand, lurching forward to bob her head against me for a few more seconds than I’d planned on.
“Enough,” I said. “I’m about to—”
“I know,” she said, words so muffled around my cock that they just sounded like “Hi oh.” It was too much.
The combination of the sensation and her eagerness to make me cum pushed me over the edge and I sucked in a surprised breath. My eyes closed and I felt myself pulsing against her lips, filling her mouth.
Kenzie’s eyebrows shot up, but she didn’t pull away. She stayed put, torturously lapping up everything I had to offer and then sitting back on the bed with a satisfied smile. She ran her thumb across her lips and licked it clean, wiggling her eyebrows at me.
“Jesus,” I said.
“Well,” she said. “I didn’t tell you that my shower fantasy ended with that part. I wanted it all.”
“You’re unbelievable.”
“And I hope you’re not all done.” Her cheeks flushed red, and she lowered her eyes. She spread her thighs apart, letting me see the triangle of her black panties surrounded by the irresistibly soft skin of her legs and belly.
“I haven’t even started,” I said, kneeling and burying my face between her legs.
23
Kenzie
Shoot first, ask questions later. I vaguely remembered deciding I needed to stop living by that code when it came to Sebastian, but it was too late for that. I was sprawled out on the bed, aching pleasantly and feeling completely emptied out.
The idea had come to me the moment I left the shower, and I hadn’t been able to talk myself out of it. I’d decided it was the smart thing to do. My attraction to Sebastian was making it impossible for me to think straight. It was like a bottle being shaken up every time I met his steely eyes. So the smart thing to do was unscrew the bottle cap. Well, we technically did a lot of screwing and no unscrewing, but that was beside the point.
He’d brought me to orgasm with his mouth and then took me in several positions, but his favorite seemed to be when he bent me over while he held my hair in his fist, turning my face to where he could see it.
Sebastian was getting his clothes back on and I was laying there feeling like I’d just had a close encounter with a sex god. Our first time was rushed and completely primal. This time was more… I couldn’t quite say what was different about it. I’d felt more of the push and pull of emotions. It wasn’t only his unleashed energy and desire. There was a deliberate pace to his movements and I’d felt how he had total control. He’d strategically made it as good for me as he possibly could, and he’d succeeded. Actually, it’d almost been too good.
This time, I intended to mean what I said. No strings. It had just been sex, because if we hadn’t done that, there was no way we were going to survive two weeks in the same room.
“We should get some writing done before the entire morning gets past us.” Sebastian put on a button-down shirt with no tie and a pair of slacks. Apparently he liked to dress well, even when he was staying in to write.
“Yeah,” I said as casually as I could. No strings, Kenzie. You were the one who said it this time. Don’t embarrass yourself. “You’re right.” I got up and looked for my panties and bra, which had wound up tossed halfway across the room. When Sebastian took them off, he had really taken them off. My belly stirred with fresh heat at the recent memory. Nope. Stop that, Kenzie. That was the last time.
“I’m going to see if there’s any food left.” Sebastian headed upstairs without a kiss or a smack on the ass. I’d wondered about that. Would he assume that if we could do what we did without complications, we might as well enjoy all the physical benefits? Or would he decide it was wiser to pretend it never happened? Seeing him act like nothing happened shouldn’t have surprised me. It definitely shouldn’t disappoint me.
