Chapter 4
Four
Sebastian ran his hand over Kay's burning hot cheeks.
After the first round of correction, only a tiny blush had remained, but this round left her heated globes with a deeper hue.
He'd also targeted the tender sit-spots more which would make sitting for the next few hours a bit uncomfortable. "Are you done?"
Kay nodded her agreement since she couldn't speak through the gag.
He turned her over so she was lying face up in his lap.
Sebastian removed her panties from her mouth and wiped away the line of drool that followed.
She blinked up at him, her eyes red from crying.
Had he pushed her too far? Even though they had a long-standing history, he wasn't her boyfriend or her Dom.
They weren't in a relationship, though all the arrows seemed to be pointing in that direction.
She'd rung the bell, and he'd answered the call.
He just hoped it was the right decision.
“Do you feel better?"
"I think so." Her voice sounded hoarse from the panties stealing the natural moisture of her mouth and she coughed.
"Let me get you some water." He slid her onto the couch, grabbed the holiday throw from the top of the couch, and covered her shoulders. Sebastian got a bottle of water from the fridge then returned. "Here."
Kay drank a few big swallows and nodded her thanks. "All of that was for real, right? I mean if we were to take things further, that would be the equivalent of a punishment."
"I'm not entirely sure what you're asking, but I wasn't playing. I reacted the way I would if we had rules established and you disregarded them. Respect is a big deal in every relationship but even more so in the dynamic I mentioned. Does that answer your question?"
"Sort of." She drank a few more sips from the bottle. "I could have fought you."
"Easily."
"Somehow you knew I wouldn't."
"Your statement isn't entirely true. The ramifications of such—"
"We're not in a courtroom."
"Yeah. I'm aware." For a moment, he wished they were.
Facing down the opposing legal team while in a heated legal battle put him in his element.
Hoping he knew what Kay wanted from him on a snowy day at the end of December, placed Sebastian outside of his normal scope.
"Moving forward, sweetheart? Don't interrupt me.
" He took her right hand in his. "I want to make sure I'm clear on something.
Am I to accept any challenges you throw as consent from here on out, Kay? "
"Perhaps, but I need more to go on. What are you asking to do with that consent?" She raised an eyebrow.
"I'm asking for you to let go. Let me make Christmas special for you. No worries. No expectations. I want to spoil you like you so richly deserve."
"You didn't spoil my ass a few minutes ago."
"Okay, I'll revise my proposal. I want to spoil you rotten when you listen and do what you're told, and punish you thoroughly when you don't." The thought of using toys on her in every way possible, as well as raining attention down on her, filled him with deep satisfaction. He wanted to make her his forever, to be cherished the way she’d only dreamed of.
His offer wasn't just for Christmas Day as Kay might believe.
It was his hope that, after a few days, he would prove how amazing their relationship could be. "What do you say?"
Kay blinked at him for several seconds, and she seemed deep in thought. "Spoil in a little kind of way or in a more adult sort of fashion?"
"Both. You would have two important rules. The first one is to relax. The second is also simple. If you feel uncomfortable with anything we're doing, then I want you to tell me right away."
"Even if I tell you two minutes after I agree to your magical Christmas terms? I want this in writing."
"Yes, even after a small window of time. Do you really want me to draft something, sweetheart? With my vast use of legal jargon, you might need a translator and an array of advisers to get out of it."
"No drafting! I think it might be ill-advised for me to agree to your conditions while I'm naked and with burning thighs, but I'll agree to your proposal. One day. No commitments. Two rules. A temporary contract of sorts."
"I never said one day." He flashed his biggest smile, the one typically saved for after he clenched a victory on a tough case.
"Christmas varies in its length of time depending on what culture you follow.
I would say I am culturally diverse. I celebrate them all.
" His smile widened. "There is also a blizzard still raging outside. "
"You're epic in the courtroom, aren't you?"
"If you're curious enough to do an internet search, I'm one of the top ten lawyers in personal injury litigation in the country, but I'm not bragging."
"Did you get hordes of sexy new clients beating down your office door?"
"Nice deflecting skills, but we're not focusing on me today. Let's flip that coin again." Bastian reached over and plucked the coin from the coffee table. "I'll let you do the honors this time. You even get to pick the outcome." Sebastian tucked the coin into her hand.
"If it lands on heads then I suck you off. Tails? You go down on me." She flipped it in the air, and caught it. "Call it."
"Tails."
She peeked under her fingers. "Heads."
"I can't even complain."
Kayleigh tugged his shirt up and over his head then ran her hands over his chest. He loved the way she explored his muscles, and wondered what she was thinking in her head.
"You've got too much clothing on." She worked his pants off of him, smiling as she went along but when she reached the opening of his black silky boxers, her hand froze.
"You seem a bit spooked." Bastian placed his hand on top of hers. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to."
Kay crawled to the other side of the couch while mumbling to herself.
Jesus. What had shaken her up? He got up and moved down the length of the couch until he knelt in front of her. He would ease her worries and help her relax no matter what he had to do.
Parting her legs a tiny bit more than comfortable, he dipped his head to lick her clit. He mouthed the small pleasure nub and slipped two fingers into her dripping pussy. She moaned when he went faster, and she dug her hands into his hair.
Kayleigh listened to the awful commentary in her brain.
What if he thought her technique was awful?
What if she didn't live up to his expectations?
Where was the sultry goddess who had been bouncing in his lap earlier?
What the fuck was her problem? Sebastian Cruise, the man she'd dreamed about since forever, was devouring her freaking pussy like it was the best thing he'd ever tasted.
She was so not expecting him to go down on her after she'd crawled away from him.
He pumped his fingers in and out of her while his tongue laved her most intimate parts.
She rose up on her tiptoes and tapped her feet up and down as she orgasmed.
He flicked his tongue against her clit, and increased the speed of his fingers, bringing her to another climax.
She threw her head back as a powerful orgasm hit her.
The things this man could do with his tongue should be illegal in all fifty states.
"Please," she breathed out in a gasp. "Too much."
Bastian kissed her inner right thigh, and then joined her on the couch. He pulled her on top of him, and nuzzled her while she drifted back down to reality. "Just breathe, Kay."
A deliciously naughty idea flitted through her mind, and she winked.
"You're freaking incredible. I've got an idea.
" She abandoned the couch and plucked a candy cane off the decorated tree, unwrapping the cane with a smile and sticking it into her mouth.
She returned to him, sinking to the floor and coaxing his dick out of his boxers.
Kayleigh ran her hand up and down the shaft, loving how he reacted to her, and then licked a long line from the bottom to the top.
She breathed out once she got to the tip, and his body shuddered beneath her hands.
Playing with the peppermint stick in her mouth for a few moments she then repeated the combo.
“Oh my god, Kay.” His fingers tangled in her hair, but she kept going, leaving minty kisses along his cock, adding another layer of sensation to the experience. Or at least, she hoped it did.
Twirling the cane once more, she popped it into his mouth before taking his hard cock in between her lips and sucking. Her free hand continued rubbing along his shaft.
"That feels so fucking good."
She took him deeper and he groaned.
"I need more room.” Bastian set down the peppermint candy and grabbed the throw blanket.
“Come over here." Gesturing toward the middle of the living room he expected her to follow and she did without pause.
Running his hands over her breasts, down to her hips, he smiled and trailed kisses along her skin.
It had been well worth the wait. She loved the way his hands felt on her skin.
"I've wanted you inside of me for a very long time." She sat up and grabbed the back of his head. "Please fuck me hard.”
"Be careful what you wish for." He moved her hand, then flipped her over and pressed her upper body down into the blanket so her pussy was at the perfect angle to be entered. He slid himself deep into her core with one solid thrust, and she moaned.
Every muscle in her body tightened and released as Bastian pounded into her over and over again.
She used to think she wanted him to make sweet love to her, the two of them ogling one another as they looked deep into each other's eyes, but this position, his handling of her, and the sexiness of their time together so far exceeded all of her fantasies. This was so much hotter.
"I'm gonna come."
"That means I'm doing something right." He laughed and smacked her ass. "You're such a naughty girl, Kay. Fucking your brother's best friend on your parents' living room floor on Christmas. So naughty and yet so nice."
"That's just how you like it," she snipped in between moans. "You've always loved my wild nature. I bet you've imagined this moment almost as much as I have."
"You'd be right." He slapped his palm against her ass a few more times. "Come on, you naughty girl."
"Fuck," she whispered. Somehow, he found the perfect mixture of pleasure and pain, and she climaxed over and over again. Just when she thought she couldn't fly any higher, he reached through her legs, and tugged her clit in between his middle and pointer fingers. "Bastian!"
“Come on. I want to hear you, baby girl.” He increased the speed of his fingers.
She screamed when he tore one climax after another from her.
Her nerves were overstimulated, and she was breathless.
He hit his own peak as she came down, and she shuddered when he pulled himself out of her.
They stayed still for a few moments, savoring the glow, before Bastian pulled her up into his arms, and situated them on the couch together.