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Ache for it.
Sebastian’s hands move to my breasts, cupping them through the silk material of my dress. I shudder again, pressing into his palms. “Has anyone ever touched you here?”
His voice is a whisper in my ear, so sensual and full of promise.
“No,” I moan again, as he pulls down the thin straps of my dress, gently slipping the fabric down until my breasts are exposed to him: stiff and eager under his hungry gaze.
“Beautiful,” Sebastian murmurs. Then he leans in, using his tongue to trace around one stiff, pebbled nipple.
I gasp, shocked by the rush of sensation. He smiles against me as he licks again, slowly swirling, lapping over each breast, squeezing and toying with his hands until I’m moaning, for what, I’m not sure.
And then he closes his lips around one aching nipple, and sucks.
I bite back a yelp of surprise—and pleasure. Sebastian sucks harder, and then nips me lightly with his teeth.
Oh God. The mix of unfamiliar pain and pleasure sends me reeling. My thighs clench and release as I grow desperate for some kind of friction between my legs.
But Sebastian knows exactly what he’s doing. As he turns his attention to my other breast, he moves a hand down between my thighs, rubbing me softly through the dress.
Yes. Oh. There.
I moan loudly, bucking eagerly against his hand.
“And here?” Sebastian lifts his head and fixes me with a smoldering look, as his fingertips slowly stroke and circle my taut bud through the layers of silk. “Has anyone ever touched you here?”
I shake my head quickly, face flushed and burning.
“Use your words, Avery,” he says, and the command in his voice just makes me hotter.
“No,” I gasp quickly, not wanting him to stop. “No one. Until you.”
His eyes are so dark they look almost black in the low lighting. “Has anyone ever made you come?”
I gulp, my stomach swooping in anticipation. “No.”
Sebastian’s smile turns triumphant. “Then I’ll be the first.”
He moves until he’s kneeling on the floor beside the couch. I can only stare at him with wide eyes as he takes my legs and pulls them over to him, so that I’m draped over the side of the couch.
“Look at you,” Sebastian’s voice is a growl, as he settles between my thighs. “You don’t even know what you need just yet, but you can bet, I’m going to give it to you.” He rucks my dress up, until it’s gathered at my hips, then pushes my legs apart, the way he did in the kitchens that night.
But this time, he’s eye-level with my soaked panties. He chuckles, seeing their wetness. “Oh, my sweet sparrow,” Sebastian says, giving me a knowing look. “You’re so ready to learn.”
I feel my cheeks grow hotter and I instinctively move to shut my thighs, but Sebastian stops me, holding them firmly. Forcing them open.
“No, no,” he tells me, a warning note in his voice. “You can’t hide this from me now. Not when I’ve seen how juicy you are. Now lie back and let me have a taste.”
He presses me back into the pillows, and I go light-headed. I feel him make quick work discarding my panties, and then he’s draping my legs over his shoulders and leaning in, his breath hot against me.
I clutch the cushions, trembling in anticipation.
I can’t believe this is happening, but God, I need it. Need something to stop this ache he’s sparked inside me, a deep hunger I’ve never felt before.
The first thing I feel is a soft kiss to my inner thigh. It’s sensual and soft and strangely comforting.
Then his tongue is at my core, licking up my slick center. My breath hitches, and my eyes go wide, staring up at the stars as he laps and swirls over my clit.
Fuck.
