Page 61 of Don't Fall in Love


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Now that has my gaze snapping to him. “I was thinking, I want to suck your cock as you eat my pussy.”

He huffs out a laugh as if what I’ve just said shocks him. Surely he can’t think that I’d be thinking anything else when he’s just pulled out his cock.

“Get on your side,” he growls, moving to lie on his own.

Sebastian moves my thigh under his head, pulling my other leg up to rest under his arm, his face fully in pussy. Moving himself into position, he lifts his leg so his foot is flat on the bed. I rest my head on his other leg and we end up in a sideways sixty-nine position.

I’m spread out for him, giving him the perfect access to both my pussy and ass.

As soon as his thick, impossibly hard cock is in front of me, I wrap my hand around it, stroking him from tip to base. A grunt vibrates through Sebastian’s chest as his hips buck forward into my hand. He buries his face between my legs and licks my pussy from my clit to the bottom of my slit.

God, it feels divine.

I take him into my mouth, flicking my tongue around the tip of his hard cock, greedy for his salty taste. Sebastian moans low in his throat and the vibrations cause a wave of pleasure to roll through me, my body quivering almost uncontrollably, as he continues to eat my pussy.

It's like a race for who can get who off first. On one hand, I want to win and taste him on my tongue, but on the other, I’m eager for my own release.

With a hand at the base of his shaft, I take as much of him into my mouth as I can fit without gagging. Slowly, moving my head back and forth, alternating between sucking him and lightly grazing my teeth over his shaft.

I hum around his cock as he glides one thick finger into my core. It’s not enough.

I need more.

The pace of his finger matches that of my mouth on his cock, but it’s near on excruciating. The control he has over my body and how he can have me so close to the edge so quickly, it’s unreal.

Trying to concentrate on his cock, I slip him from my mouth with a pop. With my tongue out flat, I lick him from his balls to the tip of his head. Swirling my tongue around it, I use my hand and the salvia still on his length to stroke him.

Adding another finger, he stretches me further and although it feels glorious, it also still doesn’t feel like enough. I’m so close to begging him to fill me with his cock. I’m certain it’s the only thing that will tip me over the edge. That is until he adds a third finger.

God, I feel so deliciously full.

I’m so lost in the feelings he’s building inside of me that I can’t focus on my own task of bringing him with me over the cliff. My hips thrust on the hand that’s buried inside of me and as he grabs a rough handful of my ass.

The mix of pleasure and pain brings me back to the moment, and I move my mouth and hand in tandem. We’re back to being in sync as we pleasure each other, and it isn’t long before I feel the spasms take hold of me as my orgasm builds. My body tenses as a zap of electricity jolts down my spine. Tingles start to form in my legs, working their way up my body as I tumble over the edge into ecstasy. The vibrations of my moans have him bucking into my mouth, fucking my face with abandon.

“Alex, I’m going to come,” he rasps, turning his forehead to rest it on my thigh.

I don’t say a word, cupping his ass cheeks so he doesn’t pull out, I continue to take him into my mouth and urge him to release.

“Baby, you need to stop if you don’t want me to come in your mouth,” he warns me.

One hand moves to cup his balls and as I tug and massage them gently, Sebastian releases a hiss of air at the sensation.

“Fuck,” he roars, and with one final thrust his hot, salty cum fills my mouth.

I drink it down, savoring the taste. We collapse onto each other, too spent to move. The sound of our labored breathing filling the slice.

When I feel like I can move, I detangle myself from him and roll onto my back. My eyes are focused on the ceiling but I feel the bed move and Sebastian repositions himself on the bed beside me, resting his head on his palm as he looks down at me.

“You okay?” I ask, unsure what else to say.

Sebastian chuckles before saying, “I’m fantastic, princess. Are you?”

He smooths his hand down my stomach, resting it on my hip. All I can manage is a nod as my eyes grow heavy.

I make a note to ask Sebastian in the morning why he keeps calling me princess. It’s another thing that’s blurring the lines of our arrangement, and I need him to stop for my own sanity.

EIGHTEEN

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