Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 380

Chapter 380: Chapter 380 Alpha’s Temptation

Cecilia’s pov

"Mmph."I pushed against Sebastian’s chest, trying to create some space between us.

My efforts were useless.

His large hand caught my wrist, pinning it to the pillow as his mouth claimed mine.

His tongue shoved past my lips, taking what he wanted.

My nightgown disappeared in seconds.

No idea where it went. Didn’t care.

Every rational thought in my head just... dissolved. There was only one thing left : finishing this. Letting him in.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. I could feel him right there, that thick press of his cock against my soaked core, and my whole body screamed yes.

"No."The word was a growl, rough, like it cost him something to say it.

His hands gripped my waist, holding me away from where we both needed him to be.

He buried his face against my neck, his breathing ragged as he fought for control. When he finally looked up, he tried to untangle my legs, my arms... it didn’t work.

I refused to let go.

"Cece... "Warning. Strain. Like he was two seconds from losing it.

I opened my eyes and fixed him with a look that could’ve frozen Colorado Springs

solid.

Sebastian actually looked startled. Like he’d forgotten I had teeth. He stroked my hair, apologetic. "Sorry. I shouldn’t tease you while you’re pregnant. My bad. Let’s just sleep."

He tried again to move my arms.

I held tighter. "Sleep? You think I can sleep right now? After that? "

He sighed, pinching my cheek.

I stared him down.Not backing off. "I don’t care how you fix it. You lit this fire, you put it out. Take responsibility, or I swear by the Moon Goddess, you’ll never touch me again. Not a finger. Not a look. "

Sebastian went quiet. Thinking.

Then : "I’ll take responsibility."

My expression softened. Just a little.

Our eyes locked. That charge between us? Still there. Always there. The next moment, I pulled his face down to mine.

His kisses traveled lower, hot and open-mouthed across my collarbone, down my stomach. I gasped as his mouth kept going south, lower, lower, until... fuck. His tongue found my clit, flat and warm, and my whole body jerked like I’d been shocked.

"Oh, god... "

My fingers tangled in his hair as he ate me out like he had something to prove. Which, okay, maybe he did. His tongue worked me over, circling, pressing, dipping lower to tease my entrance before coming back up.

And he kept hitting it.

Again. Again.

He’d pull back just when I got close, then dive back in harder.

My hips bucked against his mouth. I couldn’t help it. I was dripping, a mess, and he just kept going, a low sound rumbling against my thigh like he was proud of himself.

"Sebastian... "I moaned, arching into him. "I’m gonna... fuck, don’t stop... "

His hands gripped my thighs, spreading me wider, giving himself more room. His tongue flicked faster, harder, and that pressure in my gut wound tighter and tighter until—

It crashed into me. Hard.

My back came off the bed, a raw sound tearing out of my throat as I came on his face. He didn’t stop. He worked me through it, lapping me up like I was the best thing he’d ever tasted, until I was shaking, oversensitive, trying to push his head away.

He finally pulled back, chin wet, eyes dark, looking thoroughly satisfied with himself.

My fingertips traced lazy patterns across his abs as my breathing slowly evened out.

"Cece, can you... "Sebastian caught my wandering hand, guiding it lower.

I felt him through his boxers. Still hard. Still thick.

But my eyes were already glued shut.

"Can’t,"I mumbled. "Done. Dead. Ask tomorrow."

He sighed. "Fine. But I’m remembering this."

I was already halfway asleep. Didn’t care.

--

I slept until ten the next morning.

Lying in bed, I watched Sebastian sitting on the sofa across the room, looking cool and composed in his business attire. He’d clearly been up for hours, handling who knows what while I’d been dead to the world. Remembering what he’d done for me last night... I felt a twinge of guilt. The guy had gone above and beyond. Way above.

"You’re up,"he said, pulling out his earbuds and coming over to sit beside me on the bed.

My gaze traveled from his lips to his Adam’s apple, then down to his chest. "Mmhm. Have you been up long?"

"Couldn’t sleep."

"Insomnia?"

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