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CHAPTERONE
“I will never get enoughof the way you taste, Kayla,” Sebastian said, his voice a low growl as his tongue slid over her folds and then into her pussy, fucking her slowly. Kayla moaned and threaded her fingers through his thick hair, holding him exactly where she wanted him. He moaned against her slick flesh and her grip on his hair tightened to the point where she was pretty sure she was hurting him, but she was too lost in the glory of his mouth to care. Besides, she knew he liked it a little rough. Sometimes they were sweet and tender with each other, but usually they were like animals, starving and desperate no matter how many times they’d had each other. She’d expected the intense chemistry between them to fade with time, or mellow at least, but that wasn’t the case. She was still just as needy for him as she’d been that first night in his little cabin. Maybe even more so, because then, she’d been intrigued by him. But now, after two plus years, she was completely devoted to him. She loved him. Adored him. Cherished him. Craved him with every single fiber of her being.
And she was sure Sebastian felt the same way about her. At least, she was pretty sure.
“Oh God, Bastian. Right there. Right fucking there,” she breathed, her voice shaking with her plea. Her back arched off the bed as she pushed herself against his face, writhing against him. He let out a low chuckle and pressed his thumb against her swollen clit just as his tongue slid even deeper inside her. Heat swirled through her, making everything inside her coil tight. Her stomach clenched and a wave of tingles spread out over her skin.
“Bastian!” She screamed his name as her orgasm crashed through her, her nails raking over his scalp. Her toes curled to the point of cramping and her thighs shook and squeezed around his head. God, she was probably going to suffocate him, but she couldn’t stop. It was as though she’d been electrocuted, all of her muscles rigid and tense and all she could do was ride out the current shocking her system. Spots danced in front of her eyes and she sucked in a shuddering breath, the rush of oxygen flooding her. She let out a long, contented sigh, her body both floating and heavy at the release.
Sebastian teased his lips and tongue over her clit, working it with slow pulls and gentle sucks and she knew he was planning to go for two in a row. But that wasn’t what she wanted. No, what she wanted—needed—right now was to have him inside her, claiming her and loving her in the way only he could.
“Sebastian,” she moaned, pushing at his broad shoulders, his skin warm beneath her fingers. “I need you. Get up here.”
He lifted his head, and even in the dim lighting of their bedroom, she could see that his mouth was wet, sending a thrill through her. He grinned, his deep brown eyes warm and glittering with lust and love. Rising from between her splayed legs, he crawled over her, his naked body on full display, muscles bunching and flexing as he moved. His heavy cock dragged over her thigh as he settled himself on top of her, and then he kissed her, long and deep, letting her taste herself on his tongue.
“See how fucking good you taste?” he rasped against her mouth. “Fucking heaven, Kayla. I’ll never get enough.”
“I want you inside me, Bastian. Please.”
“Baby,” he moaned, slicking his cock through her drenched folds and making them both gasp. It didn’t seem to matter how many times they’d done this, the intensity, the burning need—it never faded. “Love the way you soak my cock,” he groaned. “My sweet girl. So beautiful and smart and amazing. So needy for me. Me.” He moaned, a note of incredulity in his voice that made her chest tighten.
She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him down for another kiss, pouring everything she felt into it. “Yes, you. My Bastian.”
“Need to fuck you, baby. Legs up.”
She spread her legs and pressed her knees toward her shoulders, gasping as she felt the head of Sebastian’s thick cock pressing at her entrance. He rose to his knees and plunged into her in one swift thrust, making her scream out his name—again.
It was a good thing they didn’t have any neighbors in the immediate vicinity. If they did, they’d probably think she was being murdered on a nightly basis with the way he had her screaming and begging.
Murdered by cock. Ha. If anyone could do it, it’d be Sebastian with his long, thick cock that still left her sore occasionally.
“Fuck, Kayla,” he ground out, establishing a slow, deep rhythm, swiveling his hips in the way that always drove her wild. Curling his fingers around her ankle, he lifted it and laid it on his shoulder, opening her up even more. “Whose pussy is this?” he growled as he fucked her a little harder, a little deeper.
“Yours, baby. It’s all yours. Always.”
“Mine.” The word was barely more than a harsh exhale as he worked his cock in and out, the thick head sliding over her engorged G-spot and making her legs shake. “Touch yourself, baby.” She trailed a hand down over her body, her heart pounding so furiously in her chest that she could feel her breast shaking with it. She bit her lip when her fingers grazed her sensitive clit, letting out a ragged moan. It was almost too sensitive from her earlier orgasm, but she couldn’t stop herself from gently circling her fingers over and around it.
“That’s it, baby,” he said, releasing her ankle. He fell over her and kissed her, the slide of his tongue against hers echoing the thrust of his cock in and out of her clenching pussy. She already knew she was going to come again, the sparks dancing along her spine a surefire sign of another orgasm.
“God, that feels so good,” she panted, working her clit with her fingers as he thrust into her over and over again. “I love how deep you are. Don’t stop fucking me just like that. Just like that, Bastian.”
“Gonna come so deep inside you, baby. God. Fuck, Kayla. Love this pussy. So fucking perfect.”
She circled her fingers faster, another orgasm cresting over her. “You’re gonna make me come again. Bastian, oh God. Bastian!”
Her pussy clenched and fluttered around him as she came again, pulling him even deeper inside. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she clung to him, feeling boneless under the onslaught of pleasure burning through her. He fucked her steadily through it, prolonging it, wringing every last drop of pleasure out of her.
When she’d stopped trembling, he slid out of her and came down on the bed beside her. Then, in one swift movement, he turned her onto her side, lifted her leg and thrust back inside her. She moaned, clenching around him, the new entry and angle sending fresh ripples of pleasure dancing up her spine. “Fuck, yes. God, I love it. It’s so fucking good, don’t stop.”
“I love when you come for me. You’re so beautiful when you fall apart. So fucking beautiful, Kayla. You make me feel out of control in the best possible way. I’ll never get enough of this. Of you. Of us.” He murmured the words against her temple, fucking her hard and deep, the wet sounds of their bodies coming together filling the room.
She angled her head over her shoulder and kissed him, limbs and breaths tangled together as he moved inside her. His big hand landed on her breast, kneading it and plucking at her nipple the way he’d done hundreds of times before. Holding her tight and fucking her deep and reminding her just how cherished she was. Worshipped, even. She felt like a goddess when he fucked her like this. Like the most beautiful woman in the world.
“I’m gonna explode, baby. I can’t hold on.”
“Don’t. Fill me up. I want all that come inside me.”
“Fuck, Kayla,” he groaned loudly and then she felt his cock start to spasm and flex inside her as he emptied himself. He buried himself deep, and she felt the moisture—some of it him, some of it her—seep out and trickle across her thighs.
