by Amy Brent
I heard a chuckle and glanced up to see Sebastian in the doorway with a grin on his face.
“You look absolutely edible in my bed like that.” He strolled towards me, his body only clothed in some work out shorts that were low on his hips. He looked stunning, and I pulled the sheet around my body as I slipped down over the pillows. Sebastian smiled and crawled onto the bed, his skin glistening as I looked him over.
“Thank you. You look… good.” I stumbled over my words as he smirked at me. I wasn’t normally into this much confidence, but Sebastian wore it well. He eased the covers from my body as I struggled to hold on, raising an eyebrow at me.
“Don’t you want another round?” Sebastian asked me huskily as I blushed. I loosened my grip, and he bared me with a hungry gaze. There was no hiding the flaws in the sunlight and I nibbled my lip. Sebastian crawled towards me as I froze, watching as he spread my thighs open. His eyes raked over my, wet for him with the small actions. He slipped a finger between my legs, stroking me as I let out a whimper. “You’re ready. I can slide easily into that pussy right now, but I am going to play a bit first.” He slipped off the shorts, making me wetter.
“Play?” I asked as he moved his mouth down to lick my eager folds. I dropped my head back and moaned as my clit ached for the attention. Sebastian was so good. I knew that he’d slept with a lot of women from his skills and tried to push that thought out of my mind. “Sebastian.”
He licked and sucked, teasing me for a few moments until I begged him to find my clit. His tongue was amazing, and that’s where I needed him, wanted him. He chuckled, sending the vibration to every nerve ending in my body as I reached down to grip his hair. He started with soft licks against my sensitive nub before sucking it between his lips, then his teeth. “Oh, God.” I jerked as my body decided how much it enjoyed this, coming hard as he sucked harder. Sebastian kept it going with strokes of his tongue, sucking my juices out of me as I hissed.
Sebastian pulled away, his mouth glistening with me all over him. He moved to the drawer and took out a condom, slowly looking up at me.
“Are you too sore for this?” He asked me as I shook my head. I seriously doubted that I’d ever have it this good again. I could ignore any discomfort. He ripped it open and slipped the latex over his thick cock as I stared at him. He eyed me for a moment as if he was trying to decide something, crawling over me as he leaned in for a kiss. “I need to see you when I fuck you.”
He entered me then, making me cry out as I arched into him. No matter how sore my body was feeling right now, it needed him. Sebastian grinned against my lips as he moved back inside of me harder. I gripped his hair with one hand and his tight ass with the other, rocking with him.
“Fuck, Emery,” he groaned as he took me harder. “You feel so good.”
“Yes,” I moaned as he nipped at my neck. “God, Sebastian.” I came for him just before he jerked and released inside of me. He thrust his cock deep into me as I yelled his name, memorizing the feeling of our bodies locked together.
Eventually, he pulled back and dropped onto the bed, staring at the ceiling. I relaxed beside him, wanting something to drink but too afraid to ask.
“Do you want some breakfast?” Sebastian asked me, looking over at me.
“Sure. Sounds good.” I smiled as he stood and grabbed the shorts before walking over to the bathroom. I looked around, realizing that my clothes were scattered everywhere. I didn’t want to walk around the house naked to get them and I frowned. Sebastian walked back into the room dressed and shot me a curious look. “Do you have a shirt I can wear?”
He grinned and walked to his closet, looking the shelves over until he pulled something black off. He grabbed something else and brought it to me, dropping it onto the bed.
“Go ahead and take a shower if you need one. I’m going to start cooking.” He smiled and left the room as I breathed deeply a few times. I slowly moved from the comfortable bed and dressed in the shirt and boxers before walking into the bathroom. It was massive, and I looked around for a second. I glanced at the shower that could easily hold three people, noting that it had everything in there that I’d need. There were towels draped over rack on the wall and I closed the door. The luxurious shower was too beautiful to resist.
I finished and dried my hair and body, running my fingers through the wet strands. This would have to do until I got home. I’d put the dress back on to leave. I braided my hair over my shoulder and slipped the band that was around my wrist over the end. I folded the towels up and placed them on the counter and checked my appearance in the mirror.
Compared to last night, I looked plain. It wasn’t like her hadn’t seen me naked and coming for him. I walked out of the bathroom and down the hall where I heard the clatter of pans. The smell of coffee filled the air, and I breathed it in. I looked over to the row of windows, blushing as I thought back to last night. I noted that my dress was crumpled on the floor and blushed, knowing how much I’d spent on it.
I kept walking to the kitchen where Sebastian was cooking some bacon. He was still wearing the shorts and had a cup of coffee on the granite counter beside him. I watched for a moment, loving how well he took care of himself. He glanced over, and I straightened up quickly.
“Hi.” I said and shuffled in as he asked me if I wanted coffee. I nodded and walked over to get a cup from the modern white cupboards, letting him cook. I poured a cup and checked the fridge for some creamer, finding some whipping cream. I added that to my cup and gave it a quick stir before taking a grateful sip. “Thank you.”
“You like coffee?” He asked as I nodded.
“I can’t live without it,” I admitted as he nodded. I looked at the pan with the bacon and the eggs already scrambled in a bowl, smiling. “Need help with anything?”
“There’s some bread on the counter by the toaster if you want to get that started,” he told me with an easy smile as I nodded. This was surreal. It was both my first morning with any man and my first one after having sex for the first time. I didn’t know how to act but he seemed fine with this. I pulled out thick slices of sourdough bread and dropped them into the four slots of the toaster, pushing the lever down.
I returned to my coffee cup and took another sip, gazing over at the windows. This was an amazing place, and I wondered what it must be like to wake up with the view every day. There was a part of me that was sad about leaving New York.
Sebastian finished breakfast, and I popped slices of buttered bread onto the plates. We took them to the table with our coffee and I looked outside again.
“This is an amazing view, day and night.” He looked at me for a long moment and I blushed, knowing what he was thinking about.
“It was the best view last night.” I widened my eyes and looked at the plate, letting the embarrassment wash over me. “What are your plans for the day?”
“I don’t know.” I didn’t have any idea, and I wasn’t sure if this should continue. He caught my tone and looked at me with a nod. Sebastian made small talk for the rest of the meal and I helped him clean up before I went to retrieve my dress from the floor. I knew that this fantasy needed to end now even though the idea made me feel a bit lonely. I took it to the bathroom to change back into it, slipping the bra on but tossing the torn underwear. I didn’t remember that happening last night.
When I walked back into the living room, Sebastian was typing something on his phone before looking up.
“Thank you,” I told him, unsure of what to say. It was too complex.
“I think I should be the one thanking you,” he murmured, stepping closer to me as I watched. “You were fantastic, Emery.”
“So were you,” I replied as he brushed his lips against mine. My body reacted strongly, and I knew that I’d let him have me again if I stayed here. He kissed me harder, and I tasted the bitterness of his coffee as our tongues danced together. I pulled away once the kiss grew hungrier, licking my lips, and I stepped away from Sebastian. “I have to go.”
> “If you insist.” I reached down to grab my purse and slip my feet into my shoes. “Do you want my car to take you home?’
“No, thank you. I’ll get a cab. Thanks.” I smiled wistfully and looked around the beautiful room one more time. I’d never forget it. I headed towards the door and opened it slowly, not wanting to leave him.
I closed it and headed towards the elevator that said it went to the lobby. I pushed the button and waited for the door to open, stepping inside as the night before played through my mind. I looked back towards the apartment, seeing the hall empty. I stepped inside and pushed the button for the lobby, leaning back against the wall.
Once I was in the lobby, I used the Uber app to get a car and walked outside to wait for it. You would think that I’d stand out in this dress on the street on a Saturday afternoon, but this was New York. I looked around, taking in the energetic vibe that was all around me. I was going to miss this city for one more reason now, but it wasn’t going to last forever.
The little white car pulled up and I checked the app to make sure that it was the right one, looking back one more time at the tall building.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Sebastian
Once I’d locked the door behind Emery, I walked back to my bathroom and looked around. There was still some steam on the mirror and the room smelled like my soap with a bit of a feminine scent. She was in here. I stripped and took a long shower, regretting that I was washing her from me as I turned under the spray. When I was finished, I pulled on some clean shorts and glanced at my messy bed. I could have brought Emery to a hotel near the club just as easily as coming here but I liked having her in my home. Most women went to hotels with me, so I could walk away when I was finished.
I inhaled for a moment, smelling Emery and sex in the room. It was perfect. I decided to leave everything the way that it was and returned to the living room, grabbing my phone to call Donovan. Knowing my best friend, they went to a hotel and did not spend the night together.
“Yeah?” He greeted me as I smirked. “How was your night?”
“Good. I forgot how good a virgin felt,” I replied as I heard him snort at the other end. “Yours?”
“Not. A. Virgin.” He spoke slowly, and I laughed, having guessed that. “She was pretty good at what she did. I suppose it was worth what I paid.” He sounded far more casual than I felt about Emery. “You home?”
“Yeah,” I replied, realizing he thought that I went to a hotel with her.
“Want to go out with the guys tonight? There’s a new place that just opened.” It was business as usual for Donovan and I chose to follow his lead. Emery was beautiful and there was something different about her, but it was an auction. It wasn’t a relationship, and I barely did those under normal circumstances.
“Sure. Sounds good.” I replied as we made some plans. I had a few errands to run before that, taking my own car out to drive around the city. Scott was great when I needed a ride after drinking but I appreciated freedom as well. From the looks that I got from women on the street, I could have anyone I wanted. I already knew that, but Emery was different.
I grabbed some lunch on the way home and headed back up to the apartment to unload my purchases. I needed to go out and have some drinks. That was my life on the weekend and I wanted it to be normal again. Emery shook my world up, but she was gone.
I showered before leaving for the night, dressed in fitted black jeans and a tight black t-shirt. I pulled boots over my feet and grabbed a dark Henley in case it got cold later. I had Scott drop me off at the sushi place to meet the guys and told him I’d call him later for a ride home. He nodded and told me to be careful before I nodded and closed the door.
New York nightlife was different from any other city I’d ever been to. There was an energy here that never seemed to end, with both the restaurant and the club being packed. People were laughing and drinking together, and the dance floor was packed. I thought back to dancing with Emery and how good she felt against me. I tossed back a shot and blinked as it burned, needing more.
I was feeling good when I saw a woman with black hair and bright blue eyes approaching me with a sensual smile. She was hot, but I started to think about someone else as she pressed closely to me at the bar.
“Hey there.” She greeted me in a throaty voice, gazing in my face.
“Hi. How are you?” I asked her as I reached for another drink.
“I feel like dancing with you.” She was bold, and I looked down at her for a moment before asking if she wanted a drink. “I’d love to do a shot with you. Your choice, sexy.” I laughed and ordered two more, knowing that I was going to be a mess later. We drank them, and she took me by the hand and led me to the dance floor. I thought that she said her name was Rayna before she started to move with me, her short black skirt rising with her erotic moves. Rayna was a hot woman that knew how to dance, and I touched her the same way that she was touching me. It felt too automatic and forced to me, but I knew I could score with her.
We kept dancing, and I pulled her to the couches, dropping down as I pulled her over me. Rayna kissed me as I slipped my hands over her ass, holding her close. I pictured someone else in my head as she rocked against me, her tongue meeting mine with an urgency that I wasn’t quite feeling. I kissed her back, tilting my head to deepen it as she moaned against me.
“I want you,” Rayna told me before she kissed me again. I returned it, sliding my hand between us as she whimpered. She was wet as fuck and I stroked her firmly, making her rock against me. Rayna came too easily, and I felt my cock harden as I slipped a finger into her pussy. It wasn’t as tight as Emery’s.
We left and went to the hotel on the corner, checking in and rushing to the bank of elevators. Rayna pushed the button, and I watched her as I clutched the key card in my hand. I wanted this but a part of me was distancing myself from it at the same time, making me blink. What the fuck was happening to me?
We got on the elevator and Rayna attacked me in a needy kiss. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I pulled her close to me, forcing my tongue into her mouth. I pressed her into the wall, rocking against her as she cried out my name.
When did I tell her my name? I couldn’t remember.
The door dinged, and I looked back to see that we were on our floor. I let her slide down and took her by the hand to find our room, breathing heavily. Once I located the number, I opened the door and dropped the card to the ground once it was closed. Rayna walked in, turning on the light before she was pulling on the buttons on my jeans. They were pulled down, and I looked down to see her on her knees, wrapping her mouth around me. Fuck me. I gripped her thick hair and let the feeling take me over, unable to wonder what it would feel like with Emery’s lips around me. We didn’t get to that and I’d never insist.
I shot down her throat and we undressed together before I threw her down on the comforter. I hovered over Rayna, kissing her mouth as she pulled me closer to her. Her tits were small, but her nipples were hard pebbles against my bare chest. I let my cock slip between her legs and against her slick folds as she rocked up against me. I was half-hard, and she reached down a hand to grip me, murmuring that she wanted me to fuck her hard. I kissed her harder and raised a hand to cup her breast in my hand, pulling on her nipple. Rayna moaned and jerked her pussy against me as I grunted, feeling her slick heat on me.
We messed around for a few minutes and I moved down to suck on her nipple, wishing there was more to her. I fingered her again, and she cried out as I stroked her swollen clit. She told me to get inside of her and I told her to get on my knees as I moved to get a condom out of my wallet. I sheathed myself and looked at her waiting for me, her ass in the air. I moved to the bed and gripped her hips as I slid inside of her. She was loose and obviously, this wasn’t her first time doing this, but I could come at the very least. I pushed hard, holding on tight as I fucked her. I knew that it was probably the only way I was going to come tonight.
I bucked against her after
she came, feeling a light wash of an orgasm being that it was my second one. Rayna dropped to the bed, and I rolled beside her, my eyes looking blankly at the generic cream walls and burgundy curtains of the hotel. Her breath was ragged, and I closed my eyes as weariness hit me. Rayna turned to snuggle against me and I stiffened, not wanting her touch anymore.
“Sebastian?” She asked as I remained still. “I wasn’t done yet.”
“I am,” I told her coldly as she sat up to stare at me. “Get dressed and go home.”
Rayna did all of that and looked at me again.
“It was fun.” She offered once her dress was back on and she’d slipped her shoes on.
“Good night, Rayna.” I dismissed her as she scowled at me.
“It’s Renee.” She turned to stomp out the door, and I watched her, not feeling anything about her absence. I sighed and rested my head against the pillows to close my eyes.