I smiled and licked at the slit again before leaning into him, my hands gripping his thick length as I sunk my mouth down onto him. The heat emanating from his cock warmed my palms making them feel cushy and warm. Sebastian hissed and hitched his hips up, ramming his cock down my throat.
Fortunately, I was ready and relaxed my throat muscles otherwise I would have gagged. When I was comfortable where he was which was practically in my throat, I swallowed three times before pulling back off him. Trails and lengths of my saliva travelled with me as I removed him from my mouth. As I sat back on my heels, my hands pumped him up and down.
Sebastian rocked into my soaked with saliva and cum palms, his hands still gripped my hair holding it from my face. Sitting up back on my knees, I sucked his cock back into my mouth, my mouth bobbing up and down, my tongue paying special attention to the slit that leaked copious amounts of pre cum that was salty yet sweet all at the same time. I tightened my fists around him at the same time as my lips. They formed a tight O around him as I continued to bob and pump.
“Right there,” He gushed. I glanced up to see Sebastian’s eyes squeezed shut, his face pulled into a mask of pain and pleasure all at once. His hips continued their unrelenting thrusts, his balls bouncing a little and his cock stiffening even more.
I pulled my mouth from him again, letting my tongue trace every vein that pulsed on his cock. Moving my hand up to his slit, I pushed his skin back and licked under the cap, teasing the extra sensitive bundle of nerves that lived there.
“Oh fuck.” Sebastian groaned and his hips faltered in their movement. “Oh yeah, Victoria, so good,” His head shook back and fourth. “So, so good, keep going. I want to come down your throat.”
“You don’t want to come over my boobs?” I asked as I moved away, his cock dropping from my mouth with a wet pop.
“No.” His head moved back and fourth, his light brown hair swinging with the movement. “In your mouth then inside you,”
Oh well, I could do one of those.
“Okay.” I licked at him again like I was testing a dollop of cream, a very nice and very tasty dollop of cream. “I can’t wait to taste your cream when it coats my throat. You better give me a good load.”
“Fuck.” Sebastian grabbed my hair in his fists again and aimed my face above his cock before thrusting into the formed O I made with my mouth. His cock sailed through my swollen, reddened lips and along the top of my tongue. He was clearly heading for my throat again. I quickly relaxed my muscles and took him down deep. It seemed that Sebastian liked being deep throated. Hell, I liked deep throating him. When in Rome and all that! “Right there, ohh, I’m gonna come, Victoria. Keep going.”
I did. I sucked and sucked hard. I continuously swallowed around him and felt him swell a little more each time in my mouth. I knew by the streams of clear liquid that was leaking into my mouth, that he was ready to come and come soon.
Soon enough, he did. Warm salty liquid flooded my mouth as Sebastian came with a loud bellow. His hands tightened around my ears where he still held onto my hair in his fists. His hips thrust hard into my mouth. My jaw started to ache as I swallowed and swallowed and swallowed. It seemed to keep coming. The more I took, the more he gave. My tongue swished around the head of his cock feeling the pulsing vein underneath that little bit of thin skin. I teased it and forced my tongue against it before pulling back a little and sliding my wet muscle up to the slit that was pulsing with his cream. I pistoned my tongue against the small hole and scooped up the remains of what was left and rolled it over my tongue, savouring the taste before swallowing it down.
When the last of his salty essence left him, Sebastian collapsed back into the chair with a sigh and closed his eyes softly. His body looked like a limp noodle. His legs were heavy and splayed and his chest and face glistened with sweat. I reached forward and caught a drip of clean sweat between his pecks and rubbed it between my thumb and fore finger.
“Victoria?” Sebastian’s tired voice made me laugh.
“Yeah,”
“That was too damn good, baby. Too damn good. Thank you.”
Chapter Nineteen
Cherry-Cream pie at its best.
“Come and sit down, eat.” Sebastian said as I stretched my legs. I’d gotten up from between Sebastian’s knees when my own knees had begun to ache from being on them for so long.
“I will in the minute.” I told him as I continued to walk around the room. I was aware of Sebastian watching my naked arse cheeks bouncing and wobbling as I moved. Something about that made me want to parade myself around, give him a sort of little show and the other part of me recoiled in horror and demanded that I cover myself up right away. I wasn’t a prude or anything, neither did I honestly have a problem with women getting their clothes off but normally those women getting their clothes off or women not having a problem with the way they looked didn’t have a figure like mine—full.
“Now, Victoria.” He said sternly.
With my back to him still, I rolled my eyes and sighed then moved to the chair immediately to his right. Sebastian shook his head and patted his lap. “Come sit here.”
My brows shot up as I blinked at the chair he sat on and his naked lap. His cock that was now spent and glistening laid half limp against his thigh. The more I stared at it, the more it twitched with little jerky movements. “On your lap,” I asked stupidly. Surely he was mistaken.
“Yes.” He blinked innocently at me, his still denim coloured eyes sparkling. “Is there a problem?”
“Well yeah, duh!” I waved my hands up and down my near naked body. “Have you seen the size of me? I’ll squish your legs.” Sebastian’s jaw tightened as he reached out and curled a finger in the front of my thong and pulled me to him. I stumbled forward on my incredibly high heels and splayed my hands on his shoulders to stop from toppling over him. “Sebastian!”
“No.” He ground out as his fingers tightened around my full hips. “I’m sick of hearing that shit, Victoria. In the beginning, I didn’t give a shit about what you thought about yourself because I was purely selfish but now, I care. Now, it matters. I love your curves. I love that you’ve got wobble and movement. I didn’t know I loved it until I had it and now I’ve had it, I’d never go back to anything or anyone smaller than you. You’re warm and cuddly and have these.” He gripped my hips and shook them slightly back and fourth. “Child bearing hips. I didn’t understand what those were before you, now I do. I was moderately ignorant.” He leaned forward and pressed an open mouthed kiss to the exposed flesh of my rounded stomach. Then he licked a trail up to my bra, just stopping under the roundness of my boob. “I love these too. All real and all bouncy, you will not believe the view of these when they bounce. When I’m standing in the middle of your thighs with my cock inside you, filling you up with my cum, I have to have a considerable amount of control when doing that and watching your breasts at the same time.”
“Okay.” I groaned, feeling even more wetness pooling at my centre. I was absolutely gutted that I wouldn’t be getting some tonight due to my period and yet Sebastian was turning me on like nobody’s business.
“So be quiet and sit down.”
Taking a deep breath, I turned a little and went to perch myself on his leg but Sebastian shook his head and turned me this way and that way, instructing me on how he wanted me. A minute later, I was sprawled out over Sebastian’s lap. My legs splayed out around him and hung over the sides of his chair. My arms drifted around the back of him and grasped the high back made of wood. This position put me head to head with Sebastian, my boobs pressed against his chest and his very quickly hardening cock jutting up in the space between us.
“This is what I wanted.” He smiled smugly and reached sideways and pulled a plate over that was covered with a silver topper. He plucked it off and set it aside to reveal a lamb dinner. There were three lamb chops on the plate with creamy looking mash and a side of mixed vegetables and something else I didn’t recognise.
Re
dness and heat threatened to bloom over my cheeks when my stomach growled loudly between us. It went on like it hadn’t been fed yet it had when I’d had dinner with Brad. I bit my lip and avoided Sebastian’s eyes. “I guess I’m hungry.”
“Good.” He nodded and reached for a fork and cut a piece of the extremely scrumptious and tender looking meat. Raising the fork to my mouth, he fed me a piece then went back for a lump for himself. “Lovely huh,”
I nodded as I chewed then swallowed the very tender and very lush meat. “Rosa?”
“Of course,” He chuckled and fed me another piece, his eyes following the movement of my lips as I sucked the meat from the cutlery. Sebastian cleared his throat. “Admittedly, I am a complete and utter noob in the kitchen. My brothers would say that I’m not to be released into the kitchen or be anywhere near it but I personally wouldn’t go that far. I can work the coffee maker and the kettle but that’s about it.”
A snort left me as I shifted a little on his lap, feeling his erection poke me in the pit of my belly. “I’m just as bad. I mean, I can cook scrambled eggs on toast, shit like that and use the microwave but anything else is just an accident waiting to happen. The only time I think I eat really well is if I go out and buy something ready made or if Jen cooks for me.”
“Not anymore.” Sebastian commented quietly.
I swallowed and nodded slowly eventually but didn’t say anything.
“So,” Sebastian said after the silence around us settled like a stinking dead fish in the room. “How do you like your new car?”
I swallowed a lump of garlic and chive mash. “It’s very nice, thank you but...” I held my hand up when he begun to interrupt. “But please stop buying me stuff. I love the things you got me and the box and everything but it’s too much, especially for me. I’m just happy with basically...nothing. I can work with that. Buying me these expensive things, fuck’s everything up in my head.”
Sebastian pressed kisses up my neck and bit at my pulse then licked up the sting. “I like buying you things.”
“But I don’t need them though.”
“So?” He shrugged and flicked over to the other side of my neck and pressed open mouthed kisses along my flesh. “I like buying you things knowing you’re not expecting them. You’d rather go without, suffer and worry over not having something rather than coming to me for it. You’d rather struggle to pay for something you wanted or needed rather than expecting me to pay for it. I love that about you, Victoria and that in particular makes me want to buy you the world.”
I pulled back and looked into his eyes seeing genuineness shining through. “Thank you.” I said honestly. I did mean it too. He was bang on; I would’ve done all of those things before I even thought about coming to him and then I would never think of it.
I smiled and leaned forward to give him a quick kiss. I went to pull back but one of Sebastian’s hands sailed up my back and cupped the back of my head, holding me in place. I gasped as he pushed me closer to him and he took that opportunity to sink his tongue into my mouth. Between us, I tasted the dinner and just pure Sebastian. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and held on as he plundered my mouth with his tongue. In and out it slipped and danced. It flicked over my teeth and along my gums then sunk back into my depths and tangled with my own.
By the time we pulled apart, both of us were heaving for breaths. I could feel a burning flush worming its way through my body. My body felt like it was on fire. All I wanted was Sebastian but I couldn’t have him.
“What’s the face for?” obviously he noticed my look of disappointment.
I debated telling him but shook my head and shifted again in his lap. I released my hand from around his neck and clapped them together in the space between us. “Do you have dessert?”
Whenever in doubt, always resort to food, it wins every time.
Sebastian’s denim coloured eyes narrowed on me before nodding and reaching over to one of the many silver covered platters. He bought back two china plates and pushed the used ones away then grabbed a spoon and held it out for me to take. “You choose.”
Rolling my lips, I leaned over a little and eyed the two desserts. One was a rich looking chocolate cake that had white and milk chocolate sprinkles on top with a dark cherry filling and the other was apple crumble and custard.
Yum!
I was about to dig into the apple crumble and custard but stopped and looked at Sebastian. I realised that I didn’t know which one he preferred. What type of girlfriend was I? I slouched back down and blew out a breath as I stared into his blue eyes. I didn’t know much about him at all. I mean what were his favourite foods, his favourite colour, and his favourite place. I knew nothing.
“What’s the matter?”
My mouth opened and closed a few times before I gave up and blurted it all out. By the time I was finished, Sebastian just watched me with a raised brow but he said nothing.
“Well say something at least.” I snapped when he continued to just sit there. The spoon in my hand tapped against the table and I’d chewed the inside of my mouth waiting.
Instead of saying anything, Sebastian shocked the living hell out of me when he leaned over and scooped, literally scooped his fingers into the apple crumble and custard and picked a heavy load of it up in his hand then brought it over to me and dumped it on my chest with a great big splat.
“Sebastian.” I screeched and made to get up but he somehow held me down with the custard dripping from my chest. I could feel the warm gooiness slithering its way downwards.
“That’s better. Now you know what my favourite dessert is...you.” he then leaned forward and licked a piece of crumble up from my chest and gathered a wet line of custard along with it before chewing.
I arched my back, my hands gripping hold of Sebastian’s shoulders as he reached around and unclasped my bra. Sliding it off, he flicked pieces of dessert with it but eventually I was bare-chested against him with the custard slowly making its way down my stomach.
Sebastian dived back down and sucked a nipple into his mouth along with a chunk of soft apple. As he chewed, he sucked simultaneously on my bud, humming an approving sound against my flesh. I gasped when I felt a sharp tooth graze across the pebbled peak.
My hand made its way back to the table but Sebastian slapped it out of the way and picked up a piece of crumble from my left breast and held it up to my mouth. “Open.” He whispered and held the food at my lips. I opened up slowly and sucked the food from his fingers, taking them into the mouth at the same time.
Sebastian sucked in a breath and sat up quickly, pulling my head down and captured my mouth in a hard kiss. His tongue shot inside my mouth and we both chewed and fought over the tender piece of ripe apple until it was decimated.
“Hmmm,” He licked the little bits of apple from around my mouth before pulling back. “I wonder what apple and your pussy tastes like?”
My head was already shaking back and fourth even as my insides wrung themselves tight. My womb, I was sure, was dancing and barely containing herself at the want and need of Sebastian. “Not tonight.”
Sebastian pulled back enough to look into my eyes. “Not tonight what?”
“We can’t have sex tonight, maybe in a couple of day’s time?” I said hopefully.
His face morphed into the mask that he wore when he was thinking. That look made me fidget and become uncomfortable. “Do you want to tell me why we can’t have sex and don’t bother to bullshit me about contraception. You fed me that already.”
“Don’t start with me, Sebastian.” I snapped and fought to get off his lap but as per usual, he not only outweighed me but over powered me. He held both my hands in front of me in one of his hands and the other was gripping my shoulder, holding me in place. “Sebastian!”
“Enough, Victoria, I wasn’t starting anything, I was just saying. Now tell me why I can’t have sex with you?”
I shrugged. “Because you can’t,”
“Victoria.” He growled
in warning. Those eyes of his were boring into me making me want to hold my hand over his eyes so he couldn’t see me.
“Okay.” I huffed. “I’ve got a period so we can’t get it on.”
Sebastian’s face softened a little, his eyes warming back up. “Says who?”
I made a face. “You can’t have sex on a period, Sebastian. That’s like...yuck!” I said with a major grimace. In all of my years of having sex, I’d never had sex on my period. It went against all of the unspoken rules about those times of the month. When I liked to have sex, I liked wet and wild not wet and bloody.
“That’s bullshit, Victoria. People have sex on their periods all the time. There is a kink for it, I am sure.”
“Not for me there isn’t.”
“Live a little.” Sebastian smiled devilishly and began to shift me around. He released my hands and slid his down to my thong where he trailed around the lace material along the front of my pussy; his fingers feeling over my lips that I knew were swollen and pouting. He fingered them, flicking the tips of his fingers against my sensitive flesh before rubbing round circles against my clit that was slowly filling out.
“Sebastian.” I moaned and thrust my hips forward.
“That’s right. You want me, Victoria. Period or not,”
Damn him, he was right. I wanted him right now and the more I told my body no, the more it screamed for him. It seemed his dirty talk of kinks and having sex with a period had turned me on rather than put me off.
“Take me.” I whispered into the almost silent room.
Sebastian’s head snapped up, his eyes scanning my face before they crinkled at the corners as a genuine smile breached his face. “I was going to anyway.”
I clucked my tongue and slapped his shoulder. “Sure you were.”
“Don’t underestimate me, Victoria. By the end of tonight, I would have gotten inside of you somehow.”
I stared at him for a couple of seconds knowing he was telling me the truth. If I admitted it to myself, it probably would have happened at some time or another tonight but honestly, just the thought of doing something like that whilst I was on my monthlies was just...wrong or was it?
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