Page 35 of Then There Was You


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“God, no!” I cut him off. “I just don’t really like oral.” I can feel my cheeks flush with heat and I drop my head back onto the bed. He moves out from between my legs and brings his body over mine.

“You don’t have to feel embarrassed to tell me what you like and don’t like, Taylor. I want this to be good for the both of us.” He drops his head and kisses me, snaking his tongue into my mouth. After a minute or so, he pulls out of the kiss. “Can I ask why you don’t like your pussy being eaten?”

“Seb!” I drop my eyes from his and squirm uncomfortably beneath him.

He chuckles. “You read about guys going down on womenevery day, Taylor.”

“That’s different.”

“I don’t see how. You should always be able to tell a guy what you want. So why don’t you like it?”

I blow out a breath. He’s right. I should be able to tell a man what I like. I don’t know why I feel so uncomfortable doing it.

“It’s just never felt that good. I can never relax enough to enjoy it. Not that there’s been anyone in quite a while…”

His hand cups my neck and his lips find mine again. My body hums with desire, and I can’t imagine anyone making me feel the way he does when he kisses me.

“You’ve been with the wrong guys, Taylor,” he whispers against my lips.

“I have?”

He nods. “Let me try. If it doesn’t feel good, I’ll stop.”

Despite my initial apprehension, my clit pulses at the thought. I’ve never been as turned on as I am right now. Maybe he’s right and the guys I’ve been with in the past just haven’t taken the time to make it good for me.

“Okay.”

He smiles. “Okay?” I nod, and he kisses me again before butterflying kisses down my neck and over my chest. He picks my leg up again and continues where he left off, brushing featherlight kisses around my knee and on the inside of my thigh. The ache building between my legs feels almost unbearable, and when he blows gently on my clit, I moan and raise my hips off the bed. My hands go into his hair, and I tug gently, urging him closer. Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, his tongue swipes through my folds and I swear I nearly come off the bed. It feels incredible and like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

“Oh, God!”

He laps at my clit before sucking it into his mouth. I feel him push two fingers inside me and I gasp, pulling on his hair. His fingers pump in and out of me as his mouth works me over. When his fingers hit a spot inside, I drop one of my hands and fist the sheet, my legs clamping around his head. My orgasm is right there, and when he reaches his free hand up and pinches one of my nipples, I come hard, crying out his name. My entire body shakes as my orgasm crashes over me in waves and it feels like it’s never going to end. No one has ever been able to get my body to react like that, and as his fingers and mouth pull every last drop of pleasure from my body, I flop back onto the bed, breathing hard.

He gently removes his fingers and kisses slowly up my body until his lips reach mine. I kiss him hungrily, tasting myself on his lips. When he pulls out of the kiss, he rests his forehead on mine.

“Fuck, Seb. That was… wow. Just wow.”

He chuckles and kisses me again. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. It’s not over yet, though. I can’t wait to see you fall apart again.”

He leans back, and I stare at him with wide eyes and shake my head. “There’s no way. I’ve never…” I trail off, worried I’ll sound like an idiot.

He raises his eyebrows. “You’ve never what?” he asks, lowering his head and kissing around my jaw, nibbling on my earlobe. I can’t concentrate when he’s kissing me, so I don’t answer, too lost in him to form a sentence. “You’ve never what, Taylor?” he asks again, pulling his lips from my neck and staring into my eyes.

“I’ve… never come more than once, and never… during sex.”

“Another case of the wrong guy, but I’ve got you, Tay.” I start to ask him what he means, but he cuts me off with a kiss. “Don’t overthink. Just feel.”

My body is still humming from my orgasm, and it’s as thoughallI can do is feel.

“I want to touch you,” I tell him, placing my hands on his hard chest and pushing gently. He chuckles and rolls onto his back. I lie next to him and drag my fingers slowly over his chest. When I brush a nipple, I roll it between my fingers, pinching gently. He inhales sharply and reaches for me, pulling me on top of him. My legs straddle his hips and I can feel his erection through his underwear.

“Happy to see me?” I ask him with a smile.

His hands rest on my waist and he squeezes gently. “Something like that.”

I lean down and kiss his lips, my tongue pushing eagerly into his mouth. One of his hands skates up my side and tangles in my hair. I roll my hips against his, eliciting a moan from him as I grind over his cock. He’s rock hard and I can’t wait to feel him inside me. Not yet, though. I want to taste him first. I pull my lips from his and kiss around his jaw and down his neck. His hands roam my body as I kiss him, and heat pools in my stomach again at his touch. My tongue licks and nibbles his skin as I make my way down his body. His whole chest is covered in tattoos with large angel wings over his pecs. There isn’t an inch of his chest that doesn’t have ink.

“God, you’re sexy,” I tell him, dragging my lips from his skin and tugging his underwear down his legs. He smiles as he lifts his hips, and I toss the material over the side of the bed. I can’t take my eyes off him. The perfect V that I thought only existed in books is an actual thing and is right in front of me. The only thing better than that is his long, hard cock that’s sprung free from his underwear and is hitting his stomach.

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