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“Don’t.” She reached out and touched his chest, scared of what he was going to say next. As much as she wanted to know what it was, she also didn’t. What if he told her that he loved her, but he just couldn’t be with her? What if it was an artist thing? When she was with him, like this, it was perfect. Everything was perfect.
And right now, she just needed perfect. She needed him to touch her, to make her forget all the lonely nights she’d spent. She knew that she was being a coward. That the right thing, the mature thing to do would be to have an honest conversation.
But that’s not what she wanted. She’d spent her life doing the right thing. Following the rules. Tonight, she wanted to do the wrong thing. Because Seb made wrong feel so right.
Her lids opened and she saw him staring down at her with so much tenderness her heart broke wide open. “I know we need to talk. I know there are things we need to say. But, not tonight. I don’t want to talk.”
She could see the battle waging behind his eyes. And there was a tiny voice in the back of her head telling her this was a bad idea. It was telling her she was making a terrible mistake. And it was right, but she ignored it.
Seb had more red flags than Adam Collard fromLove Islandand yet, she knew tonight was inevitable. She couldn’t fight what she was feeling, even if she wanted to, which she didn’t.
“I don’t want to talk.” She lifted up on her toes and lightly touched her lips to his. “I just want to be yours.” Her lips brushed against his as she spoke. “Even if it’s just for tonight. I want to hear you say it.Mine.”
There was a moment of hesitation on his part. His body tensed. She started to lower back down, sensing she’d failed at her seduction. But before her heels touched the ground his hands were cupping her face and his mouth was claiming hers. The second he kissed her a sense of rightness washed over her. They fit perfectly together. It was as if her lips were made to kiss only his.
What started out as slow and exploratory, soon turned more frantic in nature. He tugged at her shirt and their kiss broke as he ripped it up and off her body. Before it even hit the floor Seb’s hands moved to her breasts, still covered by the lace of her bra. He cupped her mounds in his hands and squeezed her flesh as he lowered his head and sucked her pebbled tip into his mouth. The sensation of his tongue and teeth combined with the friction of the lace caused a shock of bliss to shoot straight to her core.
She could feel her body pulsing in anticipation for what was next. Urgency roared through her as she began tugging on his shirt. She wanted to feel him, all of him, skin to skin.
As she tugged the material off of him, he moved his hands to her hips and the next thing she knew she was being lifted up off the floor. Her legs wrapped around him as he carried her into his bedroom. She nuzzled her face into his neck and held onto him tightly, never wanting him to let her go.
When she felt herself being lowered down onto the mattress, she still didn’t want to let go. She kept holding on to him until he gently moved her hands from around his neck and then stood at the end of the bed. She watched as he took off his shirt and stepped out of his jeans. Their eyes were locked as she unbuttoned her pants and slid her zipper down. She was pushing them down her legs when he reached out and helped by grabbing the material and yanking them off of her.
The dominant force he used only served to turn her on more. He was totally, gloriously naked as he crawled up onto the bed with a predatory look that chased a shiver down her spine. His hands started at her calves, then ran up over her knees to her thighs. His fingers dug into her skin as he pressed them apart, as wide as they could go. He positioned himself between her legs, his wide shoulders pressing her thighs open.
His face was inches away from her core as his fingers gently stroked up and down her feminine folds. She could feel the heat of his breath fan over her as he watched his fingers touch her intimately. Pleasure began to swirl in her core as he teased her, his fingertip circling around her engorged clit then tracing her seam and going back up to her swollen nub again. She could feel herself growing wet with each pass of his fingertips along her opening.
Her hips began to writhe as pressure built low in her belly. Her body surged with lust as he continued his sensual torment, bringing her just to the edge and then backing off. He was a master composer of her body. He knew exactly how to conduct her senses to bring her to a thunderous crescendo. And that’s exactly what he did.
Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, his mouth covered her sex and his tongue gave her exactly what she needed. The illicit stroke of his tongue unleashed all the pent-up frustration she’d had in her body for months.
Wild winds of tingling sensations whipped through her with hurricane forces as she came with complete abandon. Her fingers knotted in his comforter as she rode out her orgasm on his face. Pressing her sex into his mouth taking all of the pleasure that she could take from him. Her body shook as pleasure lashed through her.
When she began to float back into herself she felt him kissing her sex gently, with care and tenderness. A tear pricked the back of her eyes as she absorbed the impact of his affection. Her heart ached with the power of it. But she pushed those feelings aside. There would be plenty of time to cry later, tonight was not about that.
Tonight was about forgetting the past and not thinking about the future. It was about being in the present. It was about losing herself in the erotic oblivion only Seb could take her to. And there was only one way to get there.
“I want you inside me.” Kennedy opened her eyes and looked down at Seb. “I want to feel you inside me now.”
* * *
Seb’s body vibrated with need as he quickly moved up Kennedy’s body and hovered above her. His hand shook as he gripped his hard column of flesh. His cock throbbed heavily in his hand as he lined himself up to her slit. Ravenous urgency rushed through him. He’d never wanted anyone the way he wanted her.
He drove into her with a powerful force. Her back arched and her eyes closed as she gasped a silent cry. He lowered down, resting on his forearms as he gazed down at Kennedy’s face, giving her body time to adjust to him.
As he looked at her, three words kept running through his mind.I love you. I love you. I love you.
He knew that it wasn’t fair for him to make that declaration. She’d said she didn’t want to talk. She’d asked him for one more night tonight, and he was honored that she wanted that. He wasn’t going to ruin it by saying things she couldn’t unhear. He refused to be a suitcase in her emotional baggage.
Instead, he just wanted to show her how he felt. He wanted her to feel the love he had for her in every cell of his body.
When she opened her eyes and looked up at him, concern crested in the blue-green waves of her ocean stare. “Are you okay?”
Any chance he’d ever had at keeping even a shred of his heart safe was gone now. She owned him. She was so caring, so nurturing, so selfless, so everything he could ever want in a partner.
He’d never met anyone like her. She was strikingly beautiful, but her outer beauty was only surpassed by her inner beauty.
“You’re just…” He could hear the strain in his voice. It was both physical and emotional. His steel-hard shaft was pulsing with need as her inner walls clamped down around him “You’re fucking perfect.”
