then harder and faster. He breathes heavily into my ear sending exotic chills through my body, igniting my g-spot.
“Please let me know if I hurt you the wrong way,” he huffs closing his eyes and savours the tightness around him.
He starts to penetrate more roughly. I kiss him hard and gasp, sending a vibration of air over our lips as I take in every inch of him. My legs rest on his broad shoulders and hang helplessly, making it easier for him to thrust closer. I let out another gasp as he bangs directly on my deepest sensitive g-spot.
“I don’t want you to ever stop,” my lips speak against his.
Sebastian grins.
That smile, that look! It makes me melt. “I’m not going anywhere, Mami.”
Our hips flow together in sync. His hands slide under my ass and grab a firm hold then pulls me in closer. The sensation of him growing thicker, deeper inside drives me crazy and my throbbing clit swells larger rubbing against him. Our breathing grows heavier and my fingers search to grip my bedsheets tighter with each intense stroke.
I reach to grab my headboard above me so I won’t bump my head from his strong pushing. My toes curl until they hurt and I can no longer feel them. My strength is too weak to grip with each peak of pleasure that he feeds into me.
“You feel so damn good, baby. You’re so fucking beautiful.”
“Please let me feel you more,” I plead.
“I love it when you beg. I want you to feel me cum deep inside of you,” he groans, asking for permission. “It feels too good to let go of you.”
“Just keep going, it’s okay. I’m on birth control.” I don’t want to ruin the moment with a conversation.
Sebastian wastes no time pounding into my pussy harder. “I’m going to cum for you.”
He begins twitching inside as he finally releases. I continue to move beneath him until we cum together. My body becomes limp as our bodies lay still for a few moments. He smiles then kisses my forehead before rolling over beside me and holds me in his arms.
“You are staying, aren’t you?” I wonder.
“Of course. I’m jumping in the shower, care to join me?” He smirks, stands up and reaches out his hand for me to grab.
I laugh then grab his hand and let him lead the way. “Sure but I call dibs under the water first!” We race to the bathroom but he grabs me with one arm around my waist and stops me from running ahead.
“Cheater! I get it all to myself!” I laugh again.
“I don’t think so!” He scoops me up into both arms and carries me the rest of the way.
Stepping into the bathroom he kisses my lips and sneaks in his tongue. I can’t resist and have to taste him too. My hand glides smoothly across his jaw line as we makeout passionately. I reach one hand behind me through the shower curtain while still kissing him and turn on the shower. Our makeout session grows as steamy as the smog filled bathroom.
Finally in, I watch the water run down his chest and abs. He looks so delicious! My lips kiss hard on his neck through the moisture. I just can’t resist! I’m like a horny school girl in a candy store craving his sweet aroma and in need of him between me every moment now. He’s my addiction and I know the hangover will be good.
Water ripples down his abs louder than my every thought. Steam flows from his body showing just how hot it is. He catches my eyes checking out his strong body and quickly glances at his scar.
“How did you get that?” I ask.
“I had a run in with Johnny.”
My brows rise in curiosity.
“A run in, as in I ran his head into the wall after I showed up at my sister’s door just in time to stop him from beating on her again and the quick bastard pulled a knife on me.”
I know who won, but can’t help looking at him with worry. The image of someone hurting a person that I care about makes my stomach revolt. “I’m sorry I didn’t- “
“It’s okay,” he places my hand over his scar. “I saved her that day. Carla