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Sebastian laughs. “Do you really believe that?” he asks, his voice thick with satisfaction. “Or do you think he’s enjoying the view?”

Fuck.

A rush of heat suffuses my bloodstream, and I shudder, close to coming before Sebastian even lays a hand on me.

How does he know how to turn me on like this?

How can he read my mind, and know all the filthy, forbidden desires that I’m hiding?

“Now that you have the spotlight, I think your audience deserves a show,” Sebastian muses, reaching around to skim his hands lightly over my naked body. I sink back against him, sandwiched there between the glass, lost to the rush.

“What do you think, Sparrow?” Sebastian coos. “Should I put you on your knees, and make you suck my cock for them? Show them how pretty you look with my dick in your mouth, choking down every inch?”

Yes.

I moan, arching into his touch.

“Or maybe they’d like to see this ass get nice and rosy,” Sebastian continues, slipping a hand over my hip, and landing a sharp slap on one cheek. “I could take you on all fours, right here. Fuck you like an animal, mark you with my cum.”

I whimper. I can’t help it. God, the images he’s conjuring.

The way I would submit to every whim.

“Or maybe, you want to be my whore tonight,” he muses, his hand moving again, between my legs, to toy and tease with my swollen nub. “To bend over for me and take this cock any way I want; screaming the roof off for a good, hard fuck.”

“Yes,” I sob, writhing against his hand now, chasing the sweet friction. “Sebastian,please.”

He takes his hand away.

“You’re feeling empty, baby?” he taunts me, still utterly in control. I can feel his thick erection pressing stiffly into my ass, but Sebastian just grinds it there, making me wait.

Making me beg.

“Please,” I whimper again, dizzy now with longing. “I need you inside me. Filling me up.”

“You mean, like this?”

Sebastian slips two fingers inside me, barely dipping into my wet pussy. I moan, thrusting back against them, trying to take him deeper, but he shoves me forward, face-first against the glass, trapping me in place. I sob in protest.

“I thought this was what you wanted,” he taunts me, inching his fingers just a little deeper, but still, nowhere deep enough. “Me… Inside you… Filling you up…”

“Sebastian!” I cry, clenching around him in frustration. He chuckles.

“Shh, my sparrow. If you want more, you’ll need to work for it. Get yourself off on my fingers, and then, maybe if you’re a good girl, I’ll reward you with my cock.”

Fuck.

I clench again, desperate this time, thrusting my hips back to try and take more of his fingers. It’s not enough, god, especially not compared to the thick invasion of his cock, but I work myself on them, panting, clenching, trying to chase that sweet release. “Please,” I gasp, gyrating back, fucking myself on his teasing fingers as my breasts sway against the glass. “Oh god, please,please….”

“You beg so sweetly for me, baby,” Sebastian growls. His breath behind me is labored now, and I can feel, he’s losing some of his own iron control. “God, I could listen to you like this all night long.”

“Sebastian!” I cry it again, louder. Fuck, I’m getting close now, but my climax is still just out of reach. “I need you. I need….”

“What do you need, my sparrow?” Sebastian thrusts his fingers deeper, slamming me up against the glass.

“Fuck me, please,” I cry, long past sense or reason. All that matters is the craving deep inside, and the precipice of pleasure taunting me with every thin curl of his fingers against my walls. “I need you, rough and deep, like you said. Fuck me senseless!”

Sebastian stills at my desperate plea, and I feel his cock leap, pressed against my ass.

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