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I, however, didn’t. If Sebastian didn’t start moving soon, I was going to scream.
After what felt like an eternity, he was fully seated. He covered my body with his, taking his weight on his forearms. “Fuck, sunshine. Fuck. You’re so tight. It’s like you’re strangling my cock.”
My own cock twitched at his filthy words, a thread of precum pooling on my skin.
Sebastian smirked down at me. “What’s getting you excited, sunshine? The feel of me inside you? Or what I’m saying?”
Both, my brain screamed. But I refused to give Sebastian the satisfaction of a reply.
Instead, I lifted my head and caught his mouth with mine.
There was no hesitation in his response this time. He sank into the kiss, his tongue sweeping in like he was trying to taste every inch of me.
And finally, finally, he began to move.
He rocked in and out of me at a maddeningly slow pace. His thrusts were measured. Careful.
Frustrated, I tore my lips from his. “You can…you can go harder, Seb. I won’t break.”
He cupped my face, an eerily vulnerable look in his eyes. “I know. But I might.”
My eyes narrowed in confusion. Before I could ask him about it though, his hips pulled back and slammed home. Again. Again. Again. My eyes rolled back in my head as my body was shoved up the bed.
Sebastian’s words fell from my mind as he shoved my legs over his arms to get even deeper. This new position had him catching that little bundle of nerves on every pass. “Seb—oh…Seb.”
“That’s it, sunshine,” he praised, his gaze hooded as he watched me writhe beneath him. “You take my cock so well. It’s like you were made for it.”
I was made for it. I was made for you.
That wasn’t what came out though. Even in a lust-filled fog, my brain was holding on to enough common sense to keep some cards close to my chest. “Sebastian…please.”
I wasn’t even sure what I was begging for, but when his large hand wrapped around my cock, relief swept over me. Finally.
To my dismay, Sebastian didn’t move his hand. No, he gripped the base of my shaft to keep the orgasm at bay.
I cried out in frustration, but all that did was make Sebastian drive into me harder. “Come on, sunshine. You know what I need.”
I squeezed my eyes shut. At this point, it was mere stubbornness keeping me from telling him. That, and I didn’t want him scoffing at my insecurities.
I didn’t have a right to be jealous. If I admitted that to him, he might think I was being immature or daft.
“No.”
Sebastian pulled out of me with a snarl. Before I could protest at the loss, he was rolling me onto my knees and pulling me up so my back was to his chest. He shoved his way back inside, making a low keening noise rip from my throat.
“Come on, Matty,” he said, his thrusts unrelenting. “Please, sunshine. I can’t fix it if you don’t tell me.”
My dick was bouncing with the force of his movements, precum flying everywhere. “I can’t.”
“You can,” he grunted, his fingers tweaking my nipple. “Just tell me the words, Matty, and I’ll let you come.”
I closed my eyes, focusing on the way his cock was filling me. The deliciously wide stretch. The pressure on my prostate. His long, nimble fingers flicking across my nipples. I hid my smile as I felt my orgasm build. Sebastian didn’t know I could come hands free. It was rare, but sometimes it happened.
This was about to be one of those times.
I was going to beat Sebastian at his own game without him even realising. He was kissing along my neck, oblivious to the fact that I was well on my way to release.
I should’ve known I was no match for Sebastian.
