Chapter 33
Chapter Thirty-Three
Sebastian
T he whole night was like a blur. While conversing with everyone, I couldn’t focus on anything to save my life. I had no idea if Darcy and I had given ourselves away. Hell, I didn’t even remember what I ate for dinner at this point.
I only remember tasting Darcy’s kiss, feeling her hands on my back while wanting more, and then everyone arriving. I had no idea what to do with everything I was feeling. I was a man who always got what he desired, no questions asked. My personality was that of a predator hunting its prey, and now my focus was on this beautiful woman and what I wanted to do to and with her for the remainder of the night. My rational mind had been replaced with desperate need since I had come so close to fulfilling my desire.
“I’m heading to bed,” Darcy said as I walked back into the room after saying goodnight to our friends and excusing the staff. “I’m exhausted.”
“You did well not blowing our cover tonight,” I said, amused that she’d barely kept it together.
“You did, too,” she said dismissively.
I could tell that she was trying to escape from me. I closed the gap between where she and I stood. She seemingly considered whether she should flee and hide in her bedroom or stay here and allow me to do what I wanted all night: pick up where we left off before we were so rudely interrupted by our friends.
I watched the battle she was mentally fighting play out in her eyes and her balled-up fists. I knew why she was terrified, and I also knew why she wanted to stay.
“I know I did well,” I said, voice lower, approaching her slowly so I wouldn’t scare her off and have her locking her door behind me after one wrong move. I felt like I was trying to catch a fish with my bare hands. “Because everything I said tonight was true.”
Her eyes seemed to go into a trance after I said those words, and I kept my eyes solely focused on hers. I reached up, aching to feel the softness of her perfect face again.
“Seb…” she paused, breathlessly saying the nickname I preferred for the first time, turning me on in a major way.
“Finally, you say my name,” I said, my hand caressing her face while my thumb traced her bottom lip.
I could feel my starved-for-sex cock aching and already dripping with precum as I sensed that she wanted this as much as I did. Fuck, I wanted to be inside this woman, but the soft moan that gently escaped her parted lips made me want to bring her pleasure instead.
“I can’t…” she said breathlessly again, and I smiled. “We can’t do this.”
“We can do whatever we want, love,” I said sincerely. “We are two grown, consenting adults.”
“I know, but—” she exhaled.
Her mind was gone, consumed by the ecstasy that I currently felt. It was intoxicating to inhale the heavy and thick air of passion that was emanating from both of us as our eyes locked, delicately holding onto one another.
She had one hand softly bracing my abdomen, preventing me from taking another step closer and enveloping her in my arms, something I knew we both longed for.
“I’m falling in love with you,” I stated, a fact I knew well.
I had no idea when or how it happened, but the emotion was there, and I was embracing it because this emotion made me feel alive inside.
“I swear to God, Darcy,” I continued. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone in my life.”
“Sebastian…” she said. Suddenly, her dazed eyes were just as focused as mine were.
It was almost like watching someone snap out of hypnosis and shake their head for clarity. Her blue eyes became focused and severe, almost like staring into the eyes of a fearful wild animal.
She broke free of the trance that was spellbinding us together and stepped to the side.
“I need to go cool off and get my head straight,” she said, staring out at the pool, which was lit perfectly to match the ocean gleaming under the light of the moon.
She walked out to the terrace, and I watched as she jumped into the pool, fully clothed in her sundress.
I smiled at her impulse, and I knew immediately that this was going to happen. Knowing she wanted this as badly as I did, I offered her a moment alone before walking to where damp swim trunks were hanging out to dry. In lightning speed, fueled by determination to have this woman, I changed and joined her.
She had swum over to the other side of the infinity pool, holding onto the ledge and facing where the white-capped waves broke on the shoreline.
“I can hear you, and I know what you want. And I know you know I want it, too,” she said authoritatively.
I swam up behind her and stood in the depth of the four-foot pool, and she turned to face me and smiled.
“You keep smiling at me like that, and I believe you know very well that I won’t be able to control myself,” I warned her. “I know you’re afraid, but I swear to God, I will not hurt you,” I said, nearly pleading for her to trust me.
She swam over to the ladder rails in the middle of the pool to pull herself out and leave me behind.
“I’m not doing this,” she said.
I couldn’t resist laughing at how she tried to escape me in the silliest ways. Once both of her hands were on the rails, I knew this was my only chance to stop her. And I knew how to get this woman’s mind to stop battling itself and allow her permission to let me give her what I knew she wanted.
“You know you want this, baby,” I said, shocked that using that pet name didn’t snap me out of this driven, sensual state I was in.
It was a word I’d used for my late wife, but I used it differently with Melissa. With Darcy, the woman I was feeling so many different emotions with , it felt very different. It felt right.
My hand gripped Darcy’s slender waist to stop her from exiting the pool, and she turned and relaxed into where I stood behind her. Once her head fell back against my chest, my left arm braced her while my right hand searched through the sheer fabric of her dress.
Her soft legs parted to give me permission to touch the one part of her body that would have this woman melting in my arms the way I wanted her to.
I slid my fingers gently up the inside of her leg, sliding them between her panties and nearly letting out a groan when I reached her warm pussy. I felt the silkiness of her clit, the slickness of her opening, and it had been way too fucking long since I’d touched a woman like this.
My left hand slid up from where I held her at her waist once I felt her fully relax against my chest, and my greedy fingers reached into her dress to roll her erect nipples between them. I fervently kissed along the back of her neck as my other hand went to work, bringing her over the top of ecstasy.
“Oh, my God. Your moans are going to make me fuck you before I make you come in my hands,” I whispered through a growl of growing desire as I nipped her earlobe.
She could only moan again in response, and I grinned at how much power I held over this woman’s perfect and sexually desirable body right now. My dick was pulsating with the need to be inside her warm entrance, but I focused solely on something I hadn’t done in too long—bring a woman to pleasure while hearing her moan and beg me for more.
My thumb rubbed her swelling clit while I moved two of my fingers into her slick entrance, feeling the warmth and constricted tightness of a woman who hadn’t been fucked in too long. My chest was confined with raw energy, wanting and needing to hear every moan and whimper of satisfaction I knew I could bring her.
I moved my cock along her ass that was pressed into me as my fingers pulled and reached into her for more.
“Is that it, gorgeous?” I questioned, feeling the rough area inside of her with my fingertips, knowing that I was on her G-spot, pressing and massaging firmly against it.
“Fuck, yes, harder,” she exhaled, her legs pushing up against the wall of the pool in front of her, her ass bone pressing hard into my fully erect cock.
Her hands were now gripping each side of my swim trunks, nearly pulling them off and freeing my cock to run up under her dress that was floating all around where we stood against this wall of the pool.
My thumb moved in continuous circles while I dipped a third finger into her wet pussy, thrusting in and out of her while my fingertips continued to massage her G-spot in a way that had her groaning every time I circled over it.
I started pulling in a slower fashion, matching the soft groans coming from her in utter pleasure. It felt amazing to hear her and feel her pussy constrict around my fingers as they worked tirelessly to allow her to feel the pleasure her body was building and working to create.
“I want you inside of me,” she begged, effectively removing my shorts from my ass.
I moved my legs to pull off the shorts and allow them to float away, all while holding Darcy tightly in my embrace as everything in both of us was tensing as she built to her orgasm.
“Fuck,” she said in a painful plea. “Oh, fuck,” she growled again while my hands were all at work on every pleasure spot I could reach.
Her full tits were completely exposed, and I was pleasantly surprised at how perfect they were while I spied their beauty as my lips continuously kissed along her shoulders to each side of her neck while she writhed in passionate pleasure that only I could give her.
Jesus, I’d had plenty of great sex before, but I’d never encountered a woman coming undone as if she were experiencing an orgasm for the first time. It was intoxicating, and it was fucking incredible to give this to her and feel my body reacting as if I were being pleasured, even though Darcy hadn’t touched my cock until now.
I moved my dick in and out of the soft way she was gripping her tiny fingers around it, guiding the tip to feel her palm in a way that felt fucking euphoric. Once her grip tightened into a fist around the tip of my cock, I slid my tongue along the back of her neck, moaning in pleasure after not feeling this in far too long.
I was shocked I didn’t come then and there, but my precision focus was on wanting Darcy to come first. I wasn’t about to come in this pool. I wanted to come inside her warm, pulsating pussy as I brought it to pleasure multiple times before I allowed myself to finish inside of her.
“Fucking unreal,” I managed to say. “Come for me, gorgeous. I want to feel and hear it.”
“No,” she protested like the woman I’d come to know so well.
“Yes,” I ordered her with a demanding tone, dominating over the woman I loved bantering with.
Why wouldn’t I think she’d be just as wild and fiery while we were together sexually? I became sterner and rougher with my hands inside her on the spot that I’d been massaging gently up until this moment. I pinched the tips of her nipples, my teeth grazing over her jawline, which forced her to squeeze my dick tighter and use her other hand to reach back and hold my balls.
Fuck! I thought, jerking and preventing myself from exploding my cum into the pool where we both were moving and sternly pressing into each other in heavy desire to make each other shatter in ecstasy.
I closed my eyes, focusing solely on the way my hand was thrashing in and out of her, hearing her groaning in pleasure, removing myself from my own desire to release myself at this very moment.
It was a fucking battle to hold back because I wanted to orgasm so badly that it hurt, but it felt inexplicably amazing to fight it and hold back. She turned her head back to me so I could finally claim her lips, and my tongue grew numb with desire when it entered her mouth, tasting and drinking her. Our tongues fell into a slow, smooth rhythm while she gripped my cock tighter, and I pressed my fingers deep into her, my thumb abandoning her clit so I could drive deep into this perfectly tight and moist pussy.
I pulled my mouth from hers when I felt her entire body tighten. I watched her eyes gloss over, her mouth drop open, and for the first time since meeting this woman, she dropped all of her protection against me and conceded to my demands, panting in pleasure.
“Let it all go, baby,” I said softly, watching her adoringly. “God, you are so fucking beautiful.”
She said nothing as her orgasm took over and fully possessed every muscle in her body as she whined out in pleasure, giving herself solely to me. Her hands dropped my cock and balls and reached up behind her, gripping my shoulders and pulling me closer to her while her hips thrashed around in the water, releasing every ounce of orgasmic pleasure a woman could have.
I bit down on my lip, trying not to come just by watching her writhe in pleasure. She was, without a doubt, the most beautiful woman I’d ever known, and this was the most highly desirable sexual moment I’d felt in too long. If ever. To have a woman allow me to bring them pleasure like this, to feel this feeling again, hell, it reminded me that I was alive and well, and I was about to take Darcy and show her that all I wanted from life now was her and her alone. We may have been from two separate worlds, but those worlds had just collided in the most beautiful way imaginable.
Even though everyone I knew would tell me that being with her was wrong, I knew it was right. This could never be wrong. Darcy was mine tonight, and I would not allow a second to go by without her knowing that.