Chapter 34
Chapter Thirty-Four
Darcy
I felt like I’d been given a dose of heroin and was riding on some mind-blowing pleasure high that my mind could hardly comprehend. Before I gave in to this and allowed myself to succumb to Sebastian’s charms, I was determined to jump in the pool to clear my head.
I knew I was on dangerous ground, and I also knew that if I caved after seeing that primal look in his eyes, I would be fucked the following day when we both came down off the hormones that drove us to this moment.
All of that rapidly vanished when his sturdy hand braced me, and he greedily used his lips and other hand to quench my appetite and aching desire to feel an orgasm. That’s all it was going to be, just me allowing him to give my horny ass a regular orgasm. Well, that happened, but my body didn’t react like it usually did when I came. I felt my insides heat up with a surging pulsating sensation while my clit and G-spot responded simultaneously to create sensations I’d never experienced. The orgasm shattered and ripped through my body as if it had been pulled out by a magician who knew how to awaken a sexual chakra that no one else could.
I exploded with ecstasy and fell into a trance, making more the only thing I wanted now. Sebastian’s primal instincts must’ve picked up on this, intertwining with everything I was experiencing because his mouth was on mine now in the most possessive and sensual way as he carried me and marched us both into the house.
I thought we were heading to my bed, but he had other plans.
“Fuck, I need to see you come again, gorgeous. I need to see it,” he pleaded breathlessly, placing my feet on the ground and forcing my back against the dining table just off the kitchen area.
I laid back as my body, inside and out, craved more of this pure dose of passion that only Sebastian Aster could supply. Sebastian’s body covered me as I lay back on the table, and his lips claimed mine like a starved man who hungered for passion longer than he should have. I broke the kiss, his tongue deep and forceful with mine, and gasped for the oxygen my lungs desperately needed to keep up with everything this was doing to me.
Sebastian’s tongue ran down the center of my chest while his hands effortlessly peeled off my bra, fully exposing my breasts. I massaged my hands through his hair while our eyes locked, and then his mouth went directly to my nipples, taking them while his tongue circled their hard surface and his hands massaged firmly along my sides.
“I want more,” I begged. “I need more.”
“Oh, we’re just getting started, baby,” he said, using the one name he insisted never be used when we first started our fake relationship, which was leading to something very real between us.
I ignored all of that and stayed in this moment of heated desire.
My pussy throbbed and ached, feeling as though I would die if he didn’t get back to work on it and bring me into the ecstasy I’d felt moments ago in the pool.
It was almost as if he were charming my body, helping the pleasure build up in me again, and I writhed under his lips at the way his hands steadied and braced my body while his mouth continued to move down toward the one hot area that was soaking wet and dripping for more.
He moved and positioned my body so my ass rested just at the edge of the table and my legs opened to allow him access if he wanted it. His hands massaged my thighs firmly and gently, making my clit pulsate for his mouth to take it. As if knowing that’s exactly what I wanted, he tore away my thong, and his lips went to the inside of each of my thighs. I continued to massage my fingers firmly into his hair while I used my other hand to roll one of my nipples between my fingers.
“Fuck, I want more,” I pleaded in a whine of pleasure.
“I love watching you need more, gorgeous,” he said in a low growl.
His voice was so sexy under this passionate spell that was consuming both of us.
“I want to taste all of you, but I want to watch you struggle with needing it,” he said, his dominant side now present and turning me on even more.
“Shit, Sebastian, just fucking do it,” I tried to command him.
His lips and tongue went to my lower abdomen, his hands squeezing the outside of my hips as I felt an orgasm building again, even without him touching my pleasure points.
His firm grip went from the outside of my hips to massaging my inner thighs, his mouth teasing all around the one place I needed him.
“Beg me for it, sweetheart. I want to hear it and want to see it,” he said darkly, my eyes reopening to meet where he stared up at me.
Usually, I would’ve kicked an asshole to the side for playing sexually frustrating games with me, but I was feeling quite the opposite. I loved the way he was driving me into ecstasy.
Everything was building up in me again, and I fell wholly at the mercy of his every command.
“I want you inside of me,” I said, desperate to feel his massive dick thrusting into me to match the dominating way he was orchestrating this. “Please, fuck.”
My head fell back when his tongue ran along the entrance of my pussy, softly grazing my clit, then pressing into my opening, then back over my clit.
“Holy fucking hell,” I said, gripping the top of his head with both of my hands.
“You’re so goddamn wet,” he answered, licking from the base of my opening and moving his tongue in circles over my clit. “You taste so fucking delicious.”
“Jesus,” I said breathlessly, finding it hard to speak between panting and internal pleasure that was coiling up, ready to release at any moment.
There was nothing more I could say or do while this man was teasing me with everything I wanted to beg him for, but he wouldn’t give it to me. Now, I was getting fucking irritated.
“Damn it,” I growled, sitting up and breaking the moment—or so I thought.
His smile told me a completely different story, a smile of want, need, and greed. This man was about to send me over the fucking moon with passion, and I instinctively knew I needed to brace myself for more of what he was about to give me.
“That’s what I want to see,” he said, kissing just above my belly button. “You begging and pissed off for more.”
With that, he became more urgent and wilder in pursuing what I wanted him to do to me. His mouth resolutely covered my pussy while his tongue slid up and down the entrance. I braced my hands on the table and pulled my feet up to dig my heels into it, opening myself up fully for him to devour my pussy. I watched while I panted through the pleasure this was giving me. His head cocked to the side while his hands held my knees open, giving him all the access the man needed to pleasure me.
His tongue went into me, hard and determined to move in and out like I wanted his dick to do. This would work, though, and perhaps it was best we stuck to oral pleasure since I was sure he didn’t bring condoms. Not like he needed any. I was on the pill, and with the way he was behaving, it was evident he hadn’t fucked anyone in years. I knew we’d be safe there, but…
My mind was instantly pulled from my rational thoughts when his mouth and tongue moved over my clit. He gently rolled my clit between his teeth, breathing his warm breath down into the entrance of my pussy, nailing the most sensitive spot of my clit and working it in a way that sent stars into my fucking brain and eyes. I fell back on the table, my hands going up to grip my hair as my entire body tensed up for a powerful orgasm.
I felt it coming, roiling down and moving its way to where Sebastian manipulated my clit in ways I didn’t think anyone could possibly do to give a woman pleasure. I tensed further while I heard him groan in the sexiest way, making me buck against his mouth, trying to stop myself from thrashing all over the table like a wild woman.
I moved with the power the orgasm brought me, Sebastian’s mouth licking and tasting each pulsating sensation my pussy surged out of me.
“Fuck, Sebastian, yes,” I wailed almost painfully. Unable to remain on my back with this orgasm taking over me in the most potent way, I found myself rolling over, up on my knees as I rode out this amazing sensation. My knees were planted firmly on the table, forcing my ass up and into the air. All it wanted was him inside me, answering the throbbing pleas by pounding his cock into me.
Instead of honoring my body’s begging request to fuck me into more profound pleasure, Sebastian’s tongue dipped into my pussy from behind while he gripped my thighs. His mouth massaged along my ass cheeks, and his long, sturdy fingers were inside of me, reaching and rubbing over my G-spot, giving it the attention it needed.
“Jesus Christ, just fuck me, please!” I growled in frustration. I loved how his fingers knew the way to my most sensitive spot on the inside, but I wanted his dick to be doing this work.
“Come here, gorgeous,” he said, pulling his hand out of me and turning me to face him.
I melted under his gaze, his eyes dazed and glassy with desire.
“I don’t have any protection,” he admitted. “I want to give you more, but I can’t.”
“I’m on the pill, baby,” I said, my hand sweeping over his damp forehead. “I’m safe, I promise.”
His eyes were so magnetic and beautiful as they studied mine. “Do you really want this? Me?” he questioned, and at that moment, my heart surged with emotion for him.
I could sense vulnerability, tenderness, and, more than anything else, fear that he would do something to upset me the way his wife probably would’ve gotten upset if she didn’t have control over their sex life.
That’s when every horrible opinion I had of Sebastian Aster changed.
“I wouldn’t be begging you for more if I didn’t want you,” I reassured him.
For the first time since knowing this man, I could sense his uncertainty, and it turned me right on.
He remained silent while I took control of the man I wanted.
“Take me to the bed,” I said, and he answered instantly with a firm kiss as he cradled me in his arms.
He laid me back, his lips moving all over my abdomen and his hand up my arms, sending them up above my head. I could now sense his hesitation and realized that this man was mine to do with as I pleased.
At that moment, I moved in a way to roll him onto his back and kissed along the firm ridges of his abdomen, moving down to the enormous-sized cock that I’d not yet seen, but felt the length of a couple of times. Sebastian relaxed back into the pillows of the bed while I took in the image of the most beautiful dick I’d ever seen. Everything was groomed to perfection, which didn’t surprise me. This was Sebastian, after all, and everything was perfect with this man.
I licked his balls, massaging them with my lips while I ran my hands along the shaft of his cock, feeling it beading with slick precum and knowing that this man needed to fuck as badly as I wanted him to. I listened to him moan in a way that should’ve made me cum in pleasure again, but after two explosive orgasms, I was easily able to contain myself while I worked over this man’s dick, appreciating its perfection.
I moved up with confidence, bringing my face to meet his. His eyes reopened, and he ran a hand along my cheek while he studied me.
“You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known,” he said softly. I sucked in a breath, knowing we were turning a corner into something more intimate than just horny fucking.
I stared intently into his eyes, knowing there was no turning back if I allowed these emotions to fuel what I wanted.
I kissed his chin, smiling in response to him as he returned the same expression.
“This could change everything, you know?” I said, entirely rational because this moment called for it.
“I want it to,” he said sincerely before letting out a deep breath. He was as terrified as I was that we’d come to this point of no return. “Fuck me. I think it’s too late. I swear that I’ve never felt this way about anyone.”
I took his bottom lip between my teeth, sucking on it, and he answered me by bracing the back of my head and deepening our kiss. That was all it took to fire me up, and then I reached back for his cock and slid it inside me.
At that moment, his mouth broke free from mine, and his chin lifted while he groaned in pleasure as I continued to slide down onto his hard shaft.
His hands went to my hips, guiding them down while the back of his head pressed deeper into the pillows behind him.
“Fuck, yes,” he whispered in a low moan as I pressed my hands against his chest, moving my pussy around in circles while continuing to slide up and down on him.
I watched a handsome expression of ecstasy cover his face while he licked his lips in indulgence, feeling the intense satisfaction that only a man who hadn’t been fucked in a long time could feel.
It drove me to move faster and with precision while I worked this man into the orgasm I knew he needed.
He chanted curse words as I watched him fall into a world of consuming pleasure. He was so fucking sexy that I almost couldn’t believe a man so perfect and beautiful was inside me and feeling gratification because of me. It was the most euphoric feeling in the world, and my pleasure was returning rapidly to match his.
I moved and fucked him harder, causing his eyes to open and meet mine. I positioned his dick to push into the deepest part of my pussy, feeling more pleasure than before. I started to moan in satisfaction while his hips moved his cock harder into my deep spot. Just as I was about to cum, Sebastian rolled me onto my back, forcing my legs to part wider with both his knees, and he began to thrust harder and deeper into me.
His lips were on mine in a zealous kiss, searching and wrestling with my tongue in a way that told me this man was receiving much more out of this than I imagined he would.
Our bodies matched each other with every move and pattern, staying in perfect rhythm to force a violent and shattering orgasm from both of us at the same time. I thrust up into him while he pushed himself deeper and let out a ripping growl of pleasure that sent my orgasm into a harder spasm than the previous ones.
While we both moved and writhed into this pattern of ecstasy, Sebastian’s mouth returned to mine, and both of us relaxed into a delicious and consuming kiss.
My greatest fear had been that if the man fucked me, he’d be done and satisfied and back to his old self in a heartbeat, but I was finding out very quickly that wouldn’t be the case. In fact, the way his hips still gently moved his softening cock in and out of me gave me the feeling he wasn’t stopping anytime soon. Hell, whether I had a feeling or not was irrelevant because I wanted to keep fucking him until the sun came up. I’d never felt intense orgasms like this before, and I wanted so much more.
Lucky for me, the night was young.