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“Feel how your clit is getting harder?” Sebastian croons, pressing harder to prove his point. He pushes my finger between his so I can feel it. The soft nub is now stiff, every inch of me reveling like electricity is arching through my body with every stroke. “You’re going to come soon, love.”
“Yes! Yes, yes, yes!” I pant, seeming to be the only words I can say.
“Keep rubbing yourself!” he orders. “Just like I did!”
His hand slips away, letting me take over, and I feel his fingers circle the spot where I seem to be internally combusting. I can’t hold back my moans anymore, can’t limit the sound of my voice. My legs start to tremble just as I feel the same sensation from the other night ripping through me. I suck in a breath and go utterly quiet as it explodes. I’m so surprised by the intensity that I can’t breathe anymore. I feel Sebastian move, angle his hand, and I exhale in a whoosh as one finger slides inside me and the sensations start all over.
“Sebastian!” I scream.
I can feel my body sucking his finger in, holding it tight, making everything so much better.
“Fuck, you’re so tight… I can only get one finger in! Fuck! That’s right, baby, moan for me!”
I’d do anything this magical man tells me! I arch my back, my head pressed to the wall as I come apart in a thousand pieces. I’m melting inside, like lava is spreading through my veins instead of blood. Sebastian’s finger starts to move as I come down. He’s thrusting in and out of me, holding me up with his hand alone as I begin to lose my strength.
“Good girl…” he practically sings to me, punctuating each word with a thrust.
I want more. I want more fingers! But I can't make words right now. I want him to stretch me, take me fully, and I don't understand any of it.
“M…mo…” I try to tell him, but I can’t. I’m so full of ecstasy that I just can't make my mouth form the words.
“More?” he asks, and I can only moan in response.
I can feel his excitement, hear his heart speed up as he pulls his finger out just enough to poise another at my core. I’m hyperventilating, my body rocking out of my control. Instincts telling me this is what I was built for, to be filled by Sebastian.
Two fingers sink inside me, and there’s an unexpected jolt of mild pain as I stretch a little wider. I go still, letting my body become accustomed to him before he starts thrusting in and out.
“When I make love to you,” Sebastian says, his voice heavy with need, “I’ll have you underneath me, your legs wrapped around my hips…fuck, Fayla… I’m going to come!” He grunts, moving his hand faster, and continues. “I’ll sink inside your body, filling you thicker than my fingers. I’ll go so deep, filling you all the way to my skin. I’ll move slowly, I want you to feel every inch, every second of our bodies finally joined…”
“Yes…” I whisper, feeling my body ramp up for a third time.
“I’ll hold your hands above your head, watch how much you love every second. When you get ready to come again, I’m going to go harder, faster. I’m going to hit that secret sweet spot all the way inside you, over and over, until you’re screaming and sweating.”
“Then what?” I scream, knowing I’m seconds from coming apart again.
“Then, when you’re coming so hard my cock is trapped inside you, I’m going to fill you with my seed. It’s going to be hot, Fayla, so hot it feels scalding, but you’ll crave it.”
“I crave it!”
And I do, I want it so bad.
“Fuck yes you do…” He grunts, hand flexing and spasming before his own moans fill the air and I hear fluid splattering against the wall. “God, Fayla, I’ve painted the wall for you…” he whispers.
My stomach clutches. His speed picks up again, ramping me back up to finish. The idea that this has pleased him so much makes me crazy. I didn’t lay a hand on him, but he still reached his own pleasure.
“One last time, love. Take my fingers, they’re yours to use whenever you need.”
His words wrap around me, stroke me, hold me. I let my own fingertips speed up on my clit, rubbing harder and harder, and before I know it, I’m screaming again. I rock, roaring in pleasure, until I can’t hold myself up anymore and I collapse forward on my hands and knees. I hold myself there, moaning and trembling. When I look over my shoulder I see Sebastian's eyes, watching me, staring at my core…is he sucking his fingers again?
“Your cum will be even better when I coax it out with my tongue…” he growls, lapping his fingers with the tongue he’s threatening to use on me.
I slowly lower my body to the ground, pulling my nightgown off the floor and balling it up to cushion my head. I lay there, angled to watch him watch me, until my eyes grow heavy.
“Sebastian?” I ask, his eyes meeting mine with gentle warmth. “What would you do…after we finished?” I ask, letting my eyes flutter closed.
“I’d slip behind you, my cock still hard enough to push back inside from behind. I’d wrap my arms around you and pull your back to my chest. I’d kiss your neck, Fayla. Nibble on your earlobe, whisper how amazing you are. And when you drift off to sleep in my arms, I’ll stay with you, protecting you, all through the night. You’d be forever safe with me, Fayla. This I vow.”
“Don’t make promises…” I yawn, stretching slightly. “You might not be able to keep them.”
