Low and rough and completely undone.
"Soaked," he said against her throat. "Your pussy is absolutely soaked and I haven’t even touched you properly yet." His fingers pushed through her again. "You have been thinking about this."
She had.
"Say it," he said.
"Yes," she breathed. "I’ve been thinking about it."
"Good girl," he growled.
He dropped to his knees.
He threw her leg over his shoulder and put his mouth on her pussy without any warning at all.
She slammed back against the wall.
Her hands flew to his hair.
He did not start slow.
He just ate her pussy like a man who had been starving for it. His tongue pushing inside her immediately, deep and curling. His hands gripping her thighs so hard she knew there would be bruises.
The sounds coming out of her mouth were immediate and completely uncontrolled.
"Sebastian....oh fuck....Sebastian...."
He groaned against her and the vibration went straight through her core.
His tongue worked her clit in rough relentless circles while he pushed two fingers inside her pussy and curled them forward and found the spot that made her vision blur immediately.
She was gripping his hair so hard it had to hurt.
He did not stop.
Did not slow down.
Just kept going. Fingers pumping. Tongue working. His dark eyes looking up at her face watching every single thing that moved across it.
Like he needed to see it.
Like he had been waiting to see this specific expression on her face and was not going to look away for a single second.
"I’m going to...." she gasped. "Sebastian I’m going to come....."
He added a third finger and she screamed.
The orgasm hit her so fast she had no warning. Her whole body seizing up. Her pussy clamping down on his fingers. His name tearing out of her throat raw and broken.
He worked her through every second of it without mercy.
When he finally looked up his mouth was glistening.
He wiped it with the back of his hand.
He stood up.
Positioned his dick between her thighs.
"Look at me," he said.
She looked up at him.
He pushed inside.
She felt every inch of him stretching her open. Wider than she thought possible. Deeper than she thought she could take.
"Take it," he said through his teeth. His hands gripping her hips. "Take all of it. You can take all of it."
She took it.
All of it.
When he was fully inside her, he stopped moving for one second.
Just enjoying what it feels like to be buried so deep inside her again.
His dark eyes on her face.
Her hands gripping his forearms.
Then he stated moving.
His pace was calculated. Strategic. Every thrust hit exactly where it needed to hit. Every movement controlled and purposeful and building her toward something enormous.
"Fuck your pussy is perfect," he groaned. "So wet. So tight. Taking my cock so perfectly."
Her hips pushed forward meeting his rhythm.
"Harder," she gasped.



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