Chapter Ten
CHAPTER TEN
LUKE
S ebastian doesn’t have to ask me twice. I don’t waste a fucking second. I make my way over to the couch and lay down on top of him. Our naked bodies are crushed together as I kiss him fiercely, then move my mouth to his neck, his collarbone, over his chest and every abdominal before I go lower, kissing the inside of his thigh. Then, I position myself between his legs, gripping them hard, and fucking devour him.
I let his cock hit the back of my throat until I’m fucking choking on it. Until the tears are streaming down my face from the lack of oxygen.
But I don’t care.
I just figured out that I’m in love with this man, and I’ve wanted to touch him like this all fucking night.
I moan my pleasure around his cock, taking him deeper than I ever have. I run my tongue on the underside, feeling every single curve of him, then circling my tongue around his crown before doing it all over again.
The sounds of pleasure he lets out only spur me to move faster.
“Are you paying attention, sugar?” Sebastian gasps out, and I know he’s enjoying this. A spark of pleasure runs through my body knowing that Leena is watching.
“Yes,” she nearly sobs with need, and I can’t decide if that’s because of the vibrator, or because she’s never really seen me deepthroat him before. I know she’s been around for it, but she’s usually participating and not so… tied up. I can hear her cuffs clanking against the metal rail as she shifts, and I know she’s enjoying this show, even if she can’t participate.
The thought of her only makes my cock throb more. I tighten my grip on Sebastian’s thighs, knowing damn well that it will probably cause bruises in the morning, but it’s the only way I can keep my hands off my dick. Because as much as I need some relief from this fucking torture, I need Leena more.
I hear Sebastian click a button on the remote again, Leena’s little whines increase when he does. Because as good as that vibrator must feel, it’s not positioned in a way where she can get herself off.
Not while her hands are cuffed above her head.
I don’t know how long I go down on him for, but the bastard holds out as long as he can. By the time Sebastian finally gives in and comes down my throat, I’m nearly shaking.
I sit up on the couch between his legs, glaring at him as my dick stands stick straight between us, my fingers clenched on my own thighs. The asshole just looks at me, that satisfied as fuck grin on his face and a sideways smile as his eyes rake over my naked body. His gaze doesn’t leave my cock when he directs his question toward Leena.
“What do you think, sweetheart? Do you think Luke made up for all that flirting he did tonight?” he asks, still appreciating the view while I glare at him.
“Yes,” she breathes. “Please, please,” she nearly sobs.
“Please what?” he asks, raising the intensity of her vibrator once again.
“Fuck! Seb!” she cries out, the metal on metal scraping along the bar above her.
“Please, what?” he asks again.
“Please, sir! I need to fucking come right now! Fuck!” she whimpers. “It’s so much!”
“Now you know how we fucking felt having to watch you in that dress all night,” he says, all satisfied. “Do you get the picture?”
“Yes, sir!” She pants. “Please!” she says again.
“Okay, sugar. But only because you asked so nicely.” He smiles lazily over at her, then turns his gaze back to me. “Take care of our girl, would you, Lu?” He smirks, tipping his head toward Leena.
And I don’t think I’ve ever moved so quickly in my entire life.
I nearly leap off the couch, making my way toward her and slamming my naked body against hers, our desperate mouths finding each other immediately.
She wraps her legs around my waist and my hands trail down the curve of her back until I’m gripping her ass, pulling her tighter against me.
“Grab the rail. Pull yourself up,” I breathe against her mouth. The second she does, I reach under her, pulling out the toy in one smooth motion, line up my aching cock, and drive into her in one quick thrust. She gasps against my lips, a strained, yet satisfied sound of relief.
I moan in pleasure, letting out a breath from finally having her clenched around me.
Leena uses her grip on the rail to pull herself up, then lets herself back down in time with my thrusts and I’m not sure I’ve ever slammed into her this deep before. I’m fucking dizzy with love for this woman as she takes my entire length. Our mouths are a greedy mess of desire as we take everything we can from our kiss, from each other’s bodies. My hands grip her ass and I worry that she might have bruises too.
I’m barely aware that Sebastian gets up and leaves the room at some point during this, returning less than a minute later, because she feels so fucking good.
When her head tips back and she cries out with her release, her arms go slack, pressing her entire weight down onto my cock and I fucking lose it. I shudder so hard that I don’t even know how I’m still standing when my forehead finally falls forward, resting between her breasts as I hold her close to me.
We are both nearly gasping when it’s all over, trying to catch our breath.
The relief of the moment is overwhelming, and so fucking perfect.
Until I hear Leena exclaim from above me. “Sebastian! Did you order fucking room service?!”
I let out a chuckle that sounds more like a snort against Leena’s skin as I raise my head and turn to look at the man behind me.
Sure enough, Sebastian is sprawled out across the couch, a tray covered with food sitting on the floor next to him, and he’s holding a plate that seems way too delicate for his big hands, picking at what’s left of what I can only assume was a piece of cheesecake.
“What?” He looks at us, clearly in a good mood from the excellent blowjob he just received and the show he had a front row seat to right after.
“You ordered room service… then went and opened the door… while we were fucking?” Leena asks, incredulous.
“Yeah, the bell boy definitely seemed surprised. But can you blame him?” he says, gesturing down at his dick, which is nearly hard all over again, then shoves the last bite into his mouth. He gently sets the plate and tiny fork down on the tray and I shake my head.
He’s fucking ridiculous.
I’m standing here completely nude, holding a naked Leena who is still handcuffed to the railing above us and all we can do is stare at the audacity of this man.
Sebastian carefully chooses and picks up another plate. He’s just about to take a bite of his next course before he seemingly remembers our existence. The food stops halfway to his mouth and he looks back up at us with a wide smile. “Well? You gonna help me finish this or not?”