I feel him twist slightly and realise why, as the first beats of Portishead’s Glory Box, surround us in the dark; he must have discreetly activated the in-house Bose system. I’ve never had sex to music and the beat throbs in time with my own pulsating demands. It’s pure erotica. His hands clasp my face, drawing me towards his mouth, his breath hot against me.
“I can’t breathe when you’re near. You drive me crazy.”
We lose ourselves in a kiss with such intensity I fear I’ll fall. Reading my mind his hands move to support my back and move me further into his body. The moment is extreme, intense, loving, tender, raw all rolled into one and I’ve never experienced anything like it, in my life. I don’t know what it means but this kiss means more.
I change tactics and pushing Sebastian backwards harshly, he lands on the bed and I straddle his still covered legs. His arms instinctively encircle me at my waist, their heat warming me and they settle for a second before dropping to cup my bare bottom. The need to connect undoes me and I’m in utter shock at the driving force to have him inside me, on me, around me. The heat flowing through my veins flushes my body, from each nipple and along my lightly curved stomach to the throbbing apex at my thighs. I feel empowered and glancing down at his beautiful face I move to kiss him again and teasingly stop just short of his lips, trailing soft languid licks along his jaw line, his neck and down towards his lightly feathered muscular chest. I can feel his cock nestled urgently at my most sensitive area and I wriggle to enhance the pressure there but forgetting my own pleasure continue my trail along his chest, ribs and down to his waistband. I deftly unzip his pants, move whilst he shuffles out of them and sigh when I see that he too has chosen not to wear underwear, since our earlier dalliance.
“Do you approve Baby?”
His confident smirk beckons me, as his magnificent cock springs free and I choose to answer with actions and immediately close my mouth down on to its head, licking the pre-cum droplets away and grinning at the pleasure it brings me to know that I can draw this from him. His gasp and sharp intake of breath is enough to know he is mine; at this moment I am in control.
I use my other hand to position him better, slowly squeezing the head and stroking up and down lazily with particular pressure just underneath the ridge. With my other hand I cup his straining balls and hear him curse.
“Fuck Lu, that feels good. Oh yeah.”
I feel his hands in my hair, twisting it almost painfully, before throwing his head back on a moan. I continue to lave him with my tongue, licking lower until I suckle gently on each of his balls, ensuring dutiful and equal attention is given to each. His hiss is such a turn on; I love to be in such control and like the feeling that although I can feel his hips rocking forward desperate to embed his swollen cock inside my mouth, with my hand I can secure him, leisurely stroking and wanking up and down his length and feel his legs twitch. His hands fist in my hair again.
“That it Lu, let me fuck your beautiful mouth.” I can feel myself wet, and throbbing, at his reactions and the groans coming from within him and stop a moment to place his engorged cock between my breasts. Looking directly at him, I leisurely push them together and stroke him up and down with my cleavage.
“Fuck you look amazing.”
I drop to continue my exploration of his velvety head. The slightly salty taste of his arousal is not unpleasant and encourages me to take him deeper, as deep as I can before he hits my gag reflex. Lifting his legs with a groan he buries his hands on my neck, carnally encouraging me to go further, to take him completely within me. I wish that he could be both in my mouth and inside me from behind as my rocking motion creates a breeze at my aching vulva. I relax my mouth, increase the pressure on his cock and with two fingers drop my other hand to press firmly at the base of his sac, almost near his arse. His gasp of pleasure tells me that he likes that.
“Oh fuck I’m going to come.”
I continue to pump him passionately, not willing to break the rhythm, even though my wrist aches with the repetition. His semen explodes within me, the hot liquid fills my mouth until I cannot breathe I’m so full and I swallow deeply and remove my hand from his balls. I can feel him twitching the last remnants of his lust into me and I move up over his body and roll to lie beside him.
After a few minutes his arms enclose me and pull me towards him. “Your mouth was made for my cock.”
I glance up at him foxily, and pout, licking my lip, but I pause at the seriously intense look plastered across his face. The fire in his eyes burns right through me, rushing through my veins on a direct path to my pulsing clit; the lighter moment passes to intensity once again.
Would there ever be a time again when we could just look at each other without the burn? I hope not.
Cupping my breast and lowering his head to suckle on a nipple, pulling and licking at the same time he continues. “And these were made for my mouth and my cock!”
I throw my head back and smile in the dimly lit master-suite and close my eyes in happiness, as I feel his hand travel downwards towards my eager and needy sex.
“Do you want me to touch you Lu?”
I groan and arch my hips in answer to meet his touch.
“Tell me you want me to finger you and swirl my finger around your clit until you pass out with pleasure!”
I sigh, blushing in the dark at the way his words send me further over the edge, his fingers slowly replicating his intentions. My voice breaks as I ask him to do want I want most.
“Touch me. Make me come Sebastian.”
He groans in agreement and I thrash about as his magic fingers press down and over, my clit, stopping only to swoop inside me collecting my arousal to lubricate me further. My orgasm begins for the second time that night and I rotate my hips to assist him when I cry out in pleasure pain as the delicious ebbs stop abruptly. I open my eyes to see why and catch him looking down sexily at me, his gorgeous eyes watching me intensely. He shifts position and lying backwards on the bed pulls me with him.
“I want to watch you whilst you come and see you let go.”
Instinctively I raise a leg and straddle him, settling both legs on either side of his hips. He reaches over to the bedside table and after a quick fumble I watch in awe and extreme lust as he slides a condom over his straining arousal. The simple task excites me and reminds of my own naive attempts in Room 22.
His hands support my bottom and I feel his fingers kneading my cheeks gently, softly caressing the soft sensitive skin around my private place, then trailing leisurely up my back and I’m pushed forward to meet his mouth. That moment when I see his hot gaze; his dark eyes showcasing his abandon - is the moment I sense that this means so much more than just getting down and dirty with it.
“I need you to make-love to me.” My voice sounds tentative and husky. “Show me how you really feel about me.”
My hair falls over my shoulder and I place a hand on his chest to balance myself. Our lips meet and we unhurriedly savour the moment. I pour every part of myself into that kiss as I’m engulfed by emotion and yes… total adoration. His big sexy hands fondle my aching breasts and I sigh at the contact and reaching between us I grip his completely revitalised and awakened erection and place its tip at my entrance.
With a slight wriggle I sit backwards and am impaled upon him. The now familiar need to adjust to his size passes quickly as I’m so wet and ready. His roughened hands cradle, me as I begin to move, undulating my hips and rocking back and forth. I reach behind me, thrusting my nipples out for his attention and cup his straining balls, massaging them lightly in rhythm to our movement.
“Oh Baby … you and me - it was always you!”
Seb groans and pushes upwards, bucking underneath me to speed up the process but I’m enjoying the power too much and continue at my own pace, sitting back down and strengthening my grip with my knees and feet on the covers. His words embolden me, and my hand fly around to grasp his shoulders, pulling him closer.
I can feel his length hitting my g-spot, as before and my now erect clit is rubbing against him with each friction movement; screaming to be allowed the chance to erupt once more. I throw back my head again and push my breasts out to be captured by his awaiting hands. My nipples are immediately pulled and elongated, rolled between his fingers, almost painfully and I moan with the exquisite sensation; the triangle of pleasure being activated - my nipples and my clit being attended to at the same time. I can feel him tightening, nearing orgasm as we speed up to meet our end goal, both trembling with the ferocity of our emotions.
“I’m going to come.”
“That’s it Baby -let go. I’m nearly there.” Seb’s voice is in the distance.
Our bodies glisten with sweat and his hands are now gripping my bottom and hips and forcing me to rock faster back and forth; that is my undoing, as I shatter from within, vibrating in wracking spirals around his cock and whilst the condom creates a barrier, I’m warmed by his spurt, as he spills himself inside me.
“Kiss me!”
Biting hard on my bottom lip, and ravishing my mouth we crash into one another. This time it feels different somehow, we are more united, more invested - even more than at Scarlet House. He has invaded my body, mind and soul - I adore him.
I kiss him back, letting everything go and just focusing on the now. We look into one another’s eyes, as Seb rocks me faster over him and I hope that he feels the same bond that I do between us. We groan in unison as our releases slow to hollow twitches.
Everything I had to give I’d given. That moment so emotional and unlike any other I’ve known. I am filled with a breathtaking unfamiliar affection for this man and feel the hot burn of emotion in the back of my throat.
I love him so much it hurts. I’m completely undeniably head over Christian Louboutin heels for this wicked, magnificent, controlling, beautiful specimen of a man. But I can’t tell him… it’s too soon.
We hold each other as we still and the darkness enfolds us; the music fills my ears again - odd how I hadn’t noticed it much during our mating. U2’s One ebbs around us -how perfect. My skin is covered by a light sheen of goose bumps and I shiver.
“Here let me warm you up Baby.”
We move to reposition ourselves underneath the covers and he draws me close to his body. I’m so mixed up. Surely after what we just shared together he must feel as heavily invested in us as I am?
“Hey you? You OK?” His throaty question makes me jump and I nod against his gorgeous ripped arm.
My throat burns with welling emotion. “Yeah.” Just desperate to spill my heart out, for you to trample on it, that’s all. I’m fucking madly in love with you; that’s all.
I feel his finger at my chin forcing me to look up at him. “You’re very quiet Baby. I didn’t hurt you did I?” his beautiful black and flecked gold eyes full of concern and I sigh.
Please don’t be nice to me; it’s only going to make this harder. You didn’t hurt me but I’ve a feeling you will.
“No. No just the opposite. It was…”
“I know Baby. I know.”
Don’t cry Lu.
I feel his lips brush against my forehead and snuggle into his warmth. His musky vanilla lemony scent, all fresh and sexy. As he drifts off to sleep, his body relaxes, within minutes; sex has the opposite effect on me. I can feel my heart pulsating; I’m desperate to tell him how I feel; bursting to shout it from the rooftops.
I now know unequivocally that he is my soul mate.
I itch to caress his chest, just run a finger from the top of his breastbone, all the way down the eight-pack, snake down one side of that sexy v, kiss his neck and press my lips to his skin until I can’t hold my breath any longer. Just linger there, inhaling him.
My eyes grow hot with expectant tears and I snuggle in the crook of his arm. We’ve missed out on so many years of possibilities. I could have been in his arms, received a decade of worshipping - but then I wouldn’t have had Finn. We had found each other now and I have to be content with the notion that for now, this is right.
Our time is now.
“I love you,” I sigh into the darkness.
I wake to the delicious sounds of a well-spent woman, lightly breathing next to me. Her glorious glossy ebony hair tumbling over my pillows, long lashes fanning her cheeks. She really is stunning. Thank fuck I’d been able to sort things last night. When I think what Toni had tried to do to us - my blood boils? The girl had worked with me for about a year now, on and off and I’d never expected this degree of manipulation.
No wonder Lu had ignored all my calls - she must have been devastated.
I sneak from the bed and check my phone. It’s early still, for a Sunday morning but I’ve already had a missed call from the psycho PA and I don’t want Lu worrying unnecessarily. I lean over to give the sexy piece of ass, sprawled across my sheets, a soft kiss on her snub nose and my heart tightens. I liked the sight of her here in my bed and not just for sex and it surprises me.
Last night we’d made love. No doubt about it. The feelings I have for her - I can’t put into words but I don’t want to address them… yet.
She’d said she loved me. I’d nearly been asleep but I’d heard the words, whispered from her sexy mouth. No more sleep for me after that. I’d lain awake most of the night, wandering what to do with those three monumental words.
How did I feel about it? She was mine and I loved her back, always had but was I in love with her? The thought of ‘forever’ with another human being was so foreign to me; I’d not considered it before but I do know I don’t want to lose her.
My phone blings again.
Ignoring it, I jump in the shower, - quick freshen up, throw on some jeans and t-shirt and slide in my flops, then head downstairs to grab some much needed coffee and see was Miss Toni with an ‘i’ was calling about.
Half an hour later and I’m wearing holes in the garden as I discuss the reasons behind her mock-sex-feast.
“I’m sorry Seb.”
“Why did you do it Toni?” Her voice irritates me beyond belief - had she always been so whiney?
“You must have known how I felt about you…?”
I hadn’t. Shit. Now I felt like a prize dick.
“I’m sorry Toni. No, I didn’t. It was always professional between you and I - that was the reason I employed you. Its no excuse for what you did to Lu though.”
“I know. I feel sooo bad. Honest. I don’t know what came over me.”
I’m not sure her statement is that heartfelt but I go with it. I’m wracking my brain for any possibilities that I ever encouraged her? I’m a bit of a flirt but I’m pretty sure I’ve never gone beyond work friends with Toni. She wasn’t my type.
“Sebastian? You still there?”
“Yep? I’m here. Look Toni - you’ve put me in an awkward position. What you did was a sackable offence.”
“Oh please Sebastian. Come on - it was only a bit of fun.”
“At whose expense Toni - my girlfriend’s and mine - your boss.”
So she’s your girlfriend now? Hmmm OK - well at least you’re recognising its more than fuck buddies.
“Look I can’t have you working at Silver Con anymore but I can give you a great reference, in light of your brother and my history and the fact that you were actually bloody good at your job. I’ve made a few calls and I’ve a mate who has an Architect firm in Lords - he’s looking for a PA pronto.” Let her be his issue. “You’ll have to interview for it but the jobs pretty much yours if you want it.”
“Thank you Sebastian.”
“Ok Toni. Good luck but I don’t want you near me or Lucia again, understood.”
“Understood. I know I don’t deserve it… the help with a new job, that is.” She has the decency to sound genuine and remorseful. “In fact as a way of an apology I’ve arrange a present to be delivered for you and Lucia today to the house. Chris will bring it over for me when he
comes home. I really am sorry.”
“There’s no need Toni.”
WTF? The last thing Lu will want is a gift from Toni; no matter how heartfelt.
“I insist. Really.”
“Ok. Well thanks.”
“Goodbye Sebastian Silver - enjoy the gift - shame I won’t be there the look on both your faces when it arrives. It came from the heart.”
The line clicks dead before I can respond. For the second time that morning I consider, why I hadn’t realised before how unstable a character Toni was.
I need to call Chris asap, and find out if he knows anything more about this mystery parcel - for some reason I have a bad feeling about it.
The morning sun filters through the small split at the corner of the black out blind, casting a spray of twinkly rays across my face, enough to raise me from a deep and luxurious slumber. Testing my aversion to the light my eyes go from blurred to focused with rapid amounts of blinking and rubbing, I remember my surroundings and smile and stretch contentedly.
My body feels nothing short of worshipped and as I move to check the time, I’m pleased that I’m actually not that sore. I’ve adapted to his big body and the regular sexual workouts of late have enabled me to go the distance without the immense muscular aches afterwards. Last night had been a whirlwind of emotions and drama, but most importantly I had concluded that I am irrefutably and undoubtedly in love.
Boy, am I in love!
Part of me wishes I wasn’t, which is ridiculous, as I feel like for the first time in my relationship history, I can be utterly honest, open and free. The other part of me is happy to just enjoy the luxury of knowing that I am the one that makes Sebastian Silver laugh like a naughty schoolboy and groan like a naughty Silver tongued devil. I have never loved a man like I do Sebastian. If I’m honest, I knew it the first time we had sex; fuck - probably the first time that we met, all those years ago in The Cave Bar.
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