Hellbound Heart novel Chapter 39

Elle knew that this was it. There was no going back now.

Bracing herself, she looked down and stared at the pillows that looked so fluffy and inviting. Something then popped into her mind, causing her to immediately turn over her shoulder and looked at him. "Wait. Uhm… you have prepared a condom, right?" she blurted out. She could not believe she had nearly forgotten about this one most important thing! They should not forget about taking precautions! Things were already complicated enough between them and there was no need to further muddle things up with the possibility of a child being made.

She watched him half-bite his lower lip and for a moment, he looked like he wanted to say something but quickly changed his mind.

"If you don't, I have one… with me." She added, before she slipped her hand under the pillow and pulled out the condom she had stuffed under there when Sebastian was in the shower. She had prepared it – just in case. Little did she expect that they would actually end up using hers!

When she lifted it and showed it to him, a small and seemingly disbelieving smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"Hopefully, you got the one with the right size, princess." He only commented as he stretched out his hand, indicating that she should hand him the condom.

When a breathy smirk escaped his lips while looking at it, Elle breathed out a sigh of relief. She had not checked what size the condom was and had just accepted what Ava handed her when she told Ava to buy her one. Judging from his reaction, it seemed she had gotten the right size.

Her thoughts were quickly pulled back to him when he brought the square package up to his mouth. His eyes never leaving hers, he bit down on the edge and jerked his head to the side, that seductive movement causing the foil to be torn, leaving the ripped edge dangling from between his teeth. Then she continued watching as though in a trance, as he spat the piece to the side while pulling out the rubber and brought it to his manhood. She could not seem to look away even when her face was already burning hot enough to resemble a poached lobster. She still could not help but swallow at the sight of it. But why did the action of him putting on the condom look so erotic in her eyes? She could not have so suddenly turned into a pervert with weird fetishes, could she?

Elle caught her lips between her teeth as she watched him effortlessly slid the condom down his length in a seemingly practiced manner. It was indeed a perfect fit for him.

"Done." His voice had her attention drawn back to his face. But his hand went to her back and guided her down, back to her previous position, on all fours.

Her heartbeat hastened as she braced herself once again. What suddenly came was a slap to the side of her ass. It was unexpected and the surface of his palm meeting the exposed and smooth curve of her behind produced a sharp whack, its sound seemingly louder as it was magnified in the silent room.

It came out of nowhere and Elle was jolted from the sudden action and shocked a yelp was torn from her mouth. And yet, the electrifying sensation it sent zinging through her had her insides throbbing.