Page 54 of Don't Fall in Love


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He slips a finger into my pussy, twisting and turning it before he adds another. The pace that he fucks me with his fingers is both agonizingly slow and too fast at the same time. Bringing me further and further to the edge. He keeps up working on my clit, sucking it, grazing it with his teeth and flicking it with his tongue.

The pressure is building inside of me and when I’m about to implode, he pulls away, crawling up my body. A whimper leaves me before the realization of what he’s just done sinks in. My eyes seek him out, demanding to know why he stopped.

He captures my mouth, giving me a taste of myself. Lining himself up with my entrance, he doesn’t give me any warning, he just enters me with one smooth thrust. His hand covers my mouth as I scream out my orgasm into his palm.

Sebastian’s body is still above me, the grinding of his pelvis the only movement. As I come down from my high, I grip onto his hips and urge him to move. He drops down to his elbows, lifting one of my legs and wrapping it back around his waist.

Our eyes are locked and the moment takes on a more… intimate feeling. When he starts moving, I close my eyes, enjoying the feeling of him stretching me.

He drops his forehead to my own, whispering, “Eyes on me, princess.”

I do as he commands, looking into the depths of his eyes. It’s then that I notice his usually more blue than green eyes have darkened to a more forest green. There’s an intensity to them that holds me captive. Even if I wanted to, I can’t tear my gaze away from his.

This is so much more intense than anything I’ve ever experienced. Every cell in my body is aware. Of him. Of me. But most importantly, of the feelings building inside of me.

It’s as if I’m on the edge of coming, with Sebastian hovering over me, as he looks deep into my soul, that it all hits me.

This is more than just sex.

The one thing I’ve been scared of happening—falling for the unattainable guy—is already happening.

I’m not on the precipice, I’ve fallen over the edge of the cliff.

I shutter my eyes to keep my newly discovered secret from him.

The realization I’ve just stumbled upon, coupled with my impending orgasmic bliss, is too much to bear. My body tenses as my mind goes blank. I call out his name as an orgasm stronger than any I’ve had before hits me. He follows shortly after, coming deep inside of me. His jerky thrusts stroke my walls and extend my own orgasm as I grab onto the sheets beneath me.

He drops down onto his elbows and brushes a strand of hair from my forehead. My body slowly comes back to earth. I feel loose and languid, a lazy smile spreading across my lips. It falls from my lips when he moves and an abnormal amount of wetness seems to drip out of me.

Shit.

My hands push at his shoulders, desperate for him to move. My high shattered at the realization that we didn’t use a condom. I’m on the pill, but Meghan was too and she still got pregnant.

He slips out of me and I briefly take in the look of confusion marring his handsome face as he moves to my side, giving me space. Ignoring the questions I can see forming, I jump from the bed and run to the bathroom.

How could I be so fucking stupid?

I’ve never not used double protection. Yes, I could argue that it’s on both of us, but we all know men—most of them anyway—think only with their dicks when in the moment.

Using some tissue, I clean myself up, pushing out his fluid, or at least as much as I can. My mind tries to do the math on where I am in my cycle but too many emotions are fighting for supremacy and I can’t figure it out.

Breathe. It's going to be okay.

I can’t bring myself to move. I’m completely naked with nothing but his diamond ring shining up at me.

It’s taunting me.

I want to throw this stupid ring at his stupid head.

Today, I’m going to find a drugstore and pick up a Plan B, then I’m going to take some much needed time out.

Without this ring and Sebastian Worthington.

I slip the rock off of my finger and carefully place it on the bathroom counter, my gaze lingering on it for a moment.

With a plan in place, I flush the toilet and turn on the walk-in shower. Tying my hair up, I step under the spray. My eyes close as the hot water runs down my body, but when two strong arms wrap around me, I let out a yelp of surprise.

Sebastian dips his head to whisper in my ear, “Whatever you want, I’ll do it.”

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