Chapter 48 #2
“If I do this more, I won’t wonder why Blythe put her soul into my body or why she had to pick me to do all of this shit, too. Because for a moment, just a teeny, tiny moment, I might be able to forget everything.”
I spun in an opened arm circle until I felt dizzy, and when I came to a halt, Sebastian stared blankly at me.
Not removing his hazy pink eyes from me, he put the joint out against the bench. He tossed it to the ground, crushing the leaf into the dirt with his boot. “And that is why you should not do this more often.”
My lips pursed to the side. “Yeah. Maybe,” I drawled with a slight snicker.
He rose to meet me, locking his powerful arms around my waist and pulling me tightly into him. His palm secured the back of my neck, holding me against his chest, forcing me to breathe in his soothing scent.
“I love you,” he whispered into my hair, the faint floral scent of his breath coating the air around us. “So godsdamn much. Every single thing about you.”
I completely melted into him, using his body to support my own and fully submerging myself in him. The beat of his heart. The feel of his skin. The smell of his clothes.
“I love you more. Every single thing about you.” Pinewood and frost caressed my nostrils, his familiar fragrance taunting my body. If we weren't in the center of the courtyard right now, nothing would have stopped me from throwing myself at him.
Ah, fuck it.
I pulled back to see his perfect face. “Actually, that's a lie. There is one thing I don't love about you.”
Genuinely concerned, Sebastian stumbled on his word. “Wh-what?”
Rising on my toes, I cupped my hand around my mouth and put my lips to his ear. “I don’t love that you aren't inside of me right now.”
I fell onto flat feet and he blinked once before his eyes stuck open, staring at me, threatening to destroy me right where I stood.
“Maeve,” he growled my name slowly, and the way he said it made me crave his body even more. His vivid blue irises darted around our surroundings. “This is not a good place for you to tease me like that.”
“Why not? You're the one who suggested it back in Mealioria.” My fingertip lightly skimmed over his collarbone, the touch making him visibly shiver. “Do you remember what you said? Or should I show you?”
His eyes grew wide and his desire grew obvious.
Not giving him a chance to answer, I dropped to my knees before him.
“Maeve…We shouldn't do this right now. We just smoked, and someone could see us.”
Turning my head from one side to the other, I shrugged my shoulders. “Seems like the perfect time to do this. No one is around, and I've heard orgasms can be even better when you’re high.”
He stared down at me.
Halting my act with an eye roll, I showed him my serious side. “I only took a few hits. I was already deep in my feelings before. Now, do you want me to suck your cock, or should we waste this high and just go to bed?”
For all of a moment, he considered the latter, but his sigh and the release of tension in his thighs let me know his answer.
My palms scraped up his pants, getting right to work on the zipper.
Tugging at the fabric, I dragged the leather and his underwear down to his knees, exposing his hardness to the night air.
He fisted my hair as my tongue trailed over his tip, then releasing a hearty moan when I took him in my mouth.
“If you let me take you back to our room, I can do to you exactly what I’ve been thinking about all damn day,” he practically groaned as I took him deeper.
Tauntingly, I let him glide out of my lips. “And what might that be?” I breathed, the wetness my mouth left on him glimmering in the starlight.
He didn’t get to respond before my lips were back around him, pulling another moan from him.
Hand still laced through my hair, he pushed my head down, forcing me to take his entire length.
Warmth filled my body, pure need and ecstasy pulling at my core as I stroked him up and down with only my mouth.
My palms flattened against his thigh muscles, scraping upwards to grip his hips where my nails dug into his flesh, tearing free another encouraging groan from him.
His cock shuddered between my lips and I could feel his need for release growing stronger with each stroke of my tongue. I licked him entirely, savoring the size and taste of him in my mouth. My own moan ripped free from my lips, though stifled by my full mouth.
With a desperate whimper, he pulled me off of him by the hair he fisted.
“Stand up,” he demanded suddenly. His eyes were wild when they met mine, clouded with animalistic lust.
Unhurriedly, I rose, not removing my attention from him as my eyes scraped up his entire body, lingering on the deep V that carved out his lower abdomen.
Pulling his pants up enough to move, he then spun me around, directing me behind the bench. Not wasting a moment, he palmed my lower back, bending me over.
My hands flattened on the bench seat, supporting myself when he yanked my own pants down to my ankles.
“We are so fucked if anyone sees us.” The deep gravel of his voice strummed my eardrums.
“I couldn’t give a single fuck if anyone sees us,” I cried out as he merciless thrusted into me, my eyes rolling back in pure, raw satisfaction.
Sebastian threw a hand over my mouth, the other slapping my ass before gripping my hip, using it at leverage as he fucked me in the middle of the damn courtyard.
Of the countless times we have had sex, there were very few times that it was like this. Dirty. Raw. Primal. And, “Gods this feels so fucking good.”
My scream of pleasure was muffled by his palm, but he heard me just fine.
“You have no idea, love.” His thumb teased my lips, coercing them to part and thus allowing him entrance to my mouth. I groaned around his finger, then he dropped his hand from my mouth and used it instead to massage my swollen clit.
My mind was completely blank. I could think of nothing except the undiluted ecstasy that was Seb. Every part of him. His body merged with mine, dancing the most exquisite, luxurious waltz in the entire universe.
It wasn’t long before I exploded, and he, about to follow in pursuit, pulled himself out of me to guide me back to my knees. I took him between my lips once more, sucking furiously until he released himself on my tongue with a raspy whine.
“Swallow.” He gripped my cheeks, and I gladly did as he ordered.
Sucking in air, he pulled me to my feet, his entire face appearing glossed over from pleasure.
I turned in a half circle, leaning back against the bench. “The rumors were true,” I said breathily, reaching down for my pants. “High sex is amazing.”
Sebastian adjusted his own clothing. “I think it’s just sex with you in general that’s amazing.” He chuckled, wiping my lips with his thumb and then pushing my destroyed braid off of my shoulder. “I like this look for you. Shows any assholes that look in your direction that you’re mine.”
A half-laugh, half-scoff broke free. “The only asshole looking at me is you.”
He stepped one foot closer, lifting my chin with his thumb and forefinger. “Well, then I am the luckiest asshole to ever walk this planet.” Our lips fused together in a kiss that was much more loving than what we had just done to each other.
A yawn forced my hand over my mouth. “I’m ready for bed now.”
“Me too.” Sebastian fought his own yawn, his jaw instead clamping shut at the familiar sound of a gargling growl.