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Seb chuckles into the crook of my neck before nipping the delicate skin.
“You should really try harder to say it like you mean it, Jamie.” His hands trace a line up my body, cupping my breasts. “Your body tells me everything I need to know.”
The thin material of my top does nothing to hide my reaction as my nipples harden, and my clit throbs with need between my thighs. My body is needy, my head is fuzzy with lust, and I can’t think straight with him so close. Touching me like this has me in a spin; turned around and flipped upside down. With one hand on the handle and the other splayed open against the door, I’m at war mentally and physically.
Seb moves one hand down the centre of my body, easily slipping beneath the waistband of my scrubs. Reaching my wet heat, he slips a finger inside, pumping in and out before circling my clit, then repeating the whole process.
“So fucking wet for me. What’s it gonna be, Firefly?” he asks, adding another finger, stretching me and curling them inside to hit that sweet spot.
My heart is pounding so fucking hard, and my breaths are little more than pants as I try to focus on what he’s asking me.
“I…err…fuck! I don’t know what your—”
“Open the door, Jamie, or tell me to fuck off.”
I cry out again as his thumb brushes over my clit. My legs begin to tremble as he brings me closer to an orgasm that will shatter me, and my body is screaming at me to open the damn door. It’s not just a physical door I’d be opening. This man holds the key to a heart I locked in chains long ago.
“Time’s running out, Jamie, Let me in. I want to taste that sweet as fuck pussy of yours again, lick you clean and fuck you raw,” he whispers, as he pinches and tugs at my nipple and curls his fingers again.
His dirty mouth seals the deal, just like I’m sure he knew it would. I push the handle down, and we stumble forwards into the room. Arm around my waist, Seb uses his foot to slam the door shut, dragging me back, my back still at his front, and his fingers still inside me.
As his back hits the door with a soft thud, a hand comes up, gripping my chin and tipping my head back. My hands come down on his thighs, steadying myself as Seb starts pumping his fingers in and out again. Only this time there is no toying or teasing, and within minutes I’m breathless and dancing on the edge of orgasm again.
“That’s it, baby, squeeze my fingers,” Seb whispers.
“Aah, fuck! I’m gonna come, Seb,” I cry. And I do, shattering like glass. I buck my hips, gripping Seb’s thighs as my knees buckle, riding out my orgasm. Then as I come down, he slips his fingers from me, running them over my clit as he does and drawing a tremor from my body.
Seb strips my trousers and underwear from me, tossing them aside. He runs his hands up the back of my thighs, over my arse before slipping a hand between my legs. I open them, giving him better access as he pushes his fingers in and out of me a few times, coating them in my juices before smearing them over my tight, puckered hole. He wastes no time slipping a finger in up to his knuckle before drawing it back out slowly and adding a second. I let out a groan as he grips my ponytail, yanking my head back.
“Do you want me here, Firefly?” I whimper as he scissors his fingers inside me, stretching me. Oh, god. The burn is exquisite and has me unable to form even the simplest of words. He gives my hair a tug, and the combination from his fingers working my arse and the sting from my scalp has me almost coming apart again.
“Fuck!” It’s a whisper, a plea on my lips, and Seb slowly draws his fingers out. I feel the cold metal from his piercing as he slides it down, over my arse, through the wet folds of my pussy, and it sends a layer of goosebumps over my skin, increasing the anticipation tenfold. I know exactly how fucking good he feels inside me, and my body is on fire waiting to feel it again.
He yanks my head back further, then whispers, “Bend over, hands on the floor.” He releases me, enough that I can bend at the waist. Before my fingers even brush the soft fibres of the carpet, he’s on his knees, face buried in my pussy, spearing his tongue inside me.
My head drops, eyes closed, and as he runs his tongue over my clit, my eyes fly open at the shock of pleasure. My eyes lock onto the view between my legs; Seb on his knees, cock in hand, tugging and squeezing as he eats me out. It’s sublime. The blood begins to rush to my head, and as a drop of pre-cum beads at the head of his cock, it’s too much. My thighs and belly tighten with the orgasm that’s building again and with one last lick across my clit, I explode. Splintering like a meteor into a thousand tiny pieces. Unable to hold myself up a second longer, I drop to my knees.
I feel Seb behind me, gripping my arse cheeks, he lines himself up, and inch by glorious inch, he pushes inside. My pussy immediately clamps down on him, vibrating with the need to feel, to pull, him deeper inside. His body trembles with restraint, and I whimper at the slow, delirium inducing pace. When he’s fully seated, body flush with mine, he grinds his hips, going even deeper.
“Fucking hell!” he cries as he draws back out before slamming back in again. The force is so strong that my knees slide across the carpet, burning the skin there, but I barely notice as my back arches, forcing him deeper on every thrust as he finds his rhythm.
One hand wraps around my ponytail, pulling my head up from the floor, and my nails dig into the thick pile of the carpet at the delicious sting on my scalp.
His pace is relentless, yet measured, and every thrust is meaningful and full of tempered desire. It’s wicked, delicious, unerringly so.
“Firefly.” The name falls from his lips in a desperate groan as he shifts his knees, changing the angle. Hearing him calling me firefly, combined with the new angle has my eyes drifting closed, intensifying the rising orgasm. He reaches between my thighs, circling my clit a few times, causing sparks to fly and stars to dance behind my eyes as I fall apart. As my pussy clenches around his cock, milking him, he bucks into me a few more times before spilling himself inside me.
“Aah. Oh. My. God.” Every word stutters from my mouth in a panted breath.
As I try to catch my breath, I know he’s not done with me yet, he pulls out of me before standing, and then he lifts me to my feet as my boneless legs attempt to hold me up. His still hard cock, throbs against the top of my arse as he walks me to the bathroom. He leans over into the cubicle, switching the shower on as he strips out of his clothes before we both step in.
His body is an artist’s wet dream. Muscles and hard ridges you just can’t help wanting to run your tongue over, and beautiful tattoos, of every design and colour, adorn his bronzed skin. Water runs down his inky black hair, over his chiselled cheekbones, trickling down his smooth, taut abs, and my thighs tighten, rubbing together to ease the ache that’s there again.
A finger beneath my chin lifts my head to meet rich caramel eyes with tiny flecks that glitter the colour of gold. Eyes are said to be the windows to soul, and Seb’s are molten orbs of desire.
“Seb—”
“Shh. Let me take care of you, okay?” I give the slightest nod, and then his lips slam down on mine. His kiss is hard and brutal, yet his tongue is a delicate caress, gently demanding entrance. A complete contrast to his kiss.
I open for him, but he has no idea exactly what he’s asking of me.
The thing is, I don’t think I even knew what I was offering at the time either.
