chapter 25
Sebastian
REMI’S BLUE EYES LOOK LIKE the ocean: deep and dark and fathomless. She holds my gaze as she pops the button on my jeans free, then guides the zipper down. And I’m already groaning as I lift my hips and let her slide everything down, jeans and boxers coming off in one smooth movement.
My cock leaps up, finally free of its cage. I reach to touch myself, to wipe away the precum beading at my tip, but Remi beats me to it, slapping my hand away.
“Mine,” she whispers.
And holy fuck. I almost just blew my load at that one word.
She looks down at me, and one of her warm hands encircles my shaft, making me draw a sudden breath.
“You’re not circumcised,” she whispers as she begins to stroke me, working my cock in a way that makes me press my hips up, begging her for more.
I shake my head, gritting my teeth against the pressure already building inside me. “No,” I whisper.
She lets out a small sound as she reaches up to tuck her hair behind her ear. “That’s sexy,” she whispers back. Then she lowers herself down, sinking onto the plush rug where my knees were just a minute ago.
Slowly, holding my gaze, she leans in, and her pink tongue presses through her lips to drag along the underside of my shaft, then over my flushed head, lapping the precum away.
I drop my head back, squeezing my eyes closed, trying to control my breathing as she eases her lips over my head and starts to suck me.
Her tongue is warm and wet as it glides along my shaft, then circles my tip.
She uses two hands on me: one stroking in tandem with her mouth while the other fondles my balls, squeezing and rolling them where they lie heavy between my thighs.
“Shit,” I groan as she takes me deeper, my cock sliding along the inside of her mouth and throat.
Briefly, I picture cumming with her lips around me, my release filling her mouth and slipping out the corners of her lips.
But I have to stop picturing that, because even though I have every intention of making her cum again, I can only cum once, and I want to make sure it’s after I’ve fucked her.
So as she sucks me faster, I try to think of anything else: surfboards, the annoying feeling of beach sand in my sandals, the fact that the Raptor still needs on oil change.
But then she starts making little whimpering noises as she blows me, and it makes it impossible to focus on anything except her mouth around my cock and her palm cupping my balls.
Opening my eyes, I push up so I’m seated on the edge of the bed, looking down at her as she gives me head. Even in the dark, I can see her eyes as she flicks her gaze up to me, and the view of her on her knees almost makes me lose it.
I reach down and push a hand through her long hair, then whisper, “Can I fuck you now?”
Around my cock, her lips lift into a smile. She makes a show of slowly sliding her mouth off of me, making sure I see the weight of my shaft on her tongue. As soon as her lips release me, I’m already leaking more precum. Which reminds me . . .
As Remi presses up off the floor, I lean down and grab my jeans, then fish around in my pockets for my wallet, where I put a condom before I left for the airport. At the time, it seemed stupid, like I was getting my hopes up, but now I’m glad for it.
Remi eases one knee onto the bed beside me, her hand finding my shoulder as she watches me rip the foil open and roll the condom along the length of my wet dick. When I look up at her, she’s wearing a small sideways smile.
“What?” I ask as I flick the foil away.
“You came prepared,” she says, voice low and heavy.
“Didn’t wanna get caught with my dick out,” I say, reaching to take her by the waist.
As she slowly sinks down into my lap, she leans in to trace her lips across my jaw and says, “Too late for that.”
Her lips catch mine, and we taste like a mix of her cum and mine.
The flavor turns me on even more, and my hard cock presses against her ass, begging for attention.
She nips my bottom lip, making me draw a startled breath, then keeps me captive with her teeth as she rises onto her knees, reaches back, and guides the tip of my dick to her slick cunt.
We both hold our breath, my hands gripping her waist, her teeth still biting my bottom lip. And finally, slowly, she sinks down onto me.
Remi releases her grip on my lip, and we both let out trembling breaths as her pussy stretches around me, squeezing so tight I have to drop my forehead to her shoulder and just breathe for a second.
Do not cum early, I tell myself. I haven’t been waiting weeks for this just to go off the second her cunt wraps around me.
But she feels so fucking good. And when she starts to shift her hips, slowly driving me into her, I let out a mumbled, “Fuck . . .”
“What?” she whispers, not pausing her movement as she takes me by the chin and tips my head back, forcing me to meet her gaze in the dark. “Talk to me, Sebastian.”
“I can’t,” I grit out, pressure already building low in my stomach.
Remi leans in to kiss me before trailing her lips across my throat, making me tremble. She presses her lips to my mouth before whispering, “Why?”
“Because if I talk,” I say from between gritted teeth, “it’s gonna make me fucking blow.”
Her lips pull back in a smile. “You like my pussy that much, hmm?”
She squeezes around me, clamping her cunt down on my cock, and I draw a breath and grab her hips, forcing her to stop humping me for a second.
“You’re so fucking tight,” I whisper, still holding her so she won’t move. “And you’re way too fucking sexy.” I can barely even look at her right now, naked and straddling me, hair hanging loose around her shoulders as her nipple piercings wink in the moonlight.
She wraps her arms around my neck and whispers against my ear, “I don’t want you to stop. I want you to fuck me until I cum again.”
I have to grit my teeth as my balls beg for release.
Having Remi on top of me like this is not going to work. She’s going to make me cum way too fast. So I wrap my arm around her waist and pull my shaft out of her before flipping us down onto the bed, so I’m the one on top now.
“Then be good,” I say as I rise up onto my knees, pushing the backs of her thighs down and out so her beautiful wet pussy opens up for me, “and let me fuck you slow.”
I think she likes the dirty talk, because she immediately starts breathing faster, and a whine slips from her lips as I ease my dick into her one slow inch at a time. Before I cum, I want to feel her cunt throbbing around my dick, want to hear her moan as I take her there for a second time.
“Ready to cum again?” I ask her.
Head on the mattress, she nods. “Please. Make me cum.”
Smiling, I lift one hand to my lips, wetting my fingers. When they’re nice and slick, I lower them to her clit, which is flushed and tender, having already been licked and sucked to the point of climax. But I’m going to take it there again, coax her sweet pink pussy into another toe-curling orgasm.
“Hold your legs open,” I tell her.
She obeys, holding the backs of her knees, pulling her legs open wide. With my hands free, I’m able to focus on her clit.
With one hand, I put pressure on her mound, sliding the hood back from her clit, using my thumb to stroke it gently. And with my wet fingers, I start to massage the spot just below her clit, so I’m not touching it directly.
Immediately, she moans, starting to drop her legs as she loses focus.
“Open,” I tell her. “And I’ll make you cum for me.”
She’s panting as she resumes holding her legs open.
I can feel her muscles trembling, fighting for release.
But she holds them tight, looking up at me from between her spread knees.
My dick is still buried deep inside her, and I hold it there, filling her with my length while I stroke and tease her clit, making it swell with blood.
Remi’s starting to whimper now, eyes closed, teeth gritted.
“It’s . . . so much,” she pants, sounding like she’s on the verge of tears.
“Shh,” I whisper. “Relax. Don’t fight it.”
She whimpers some more, but her pussy starts to slowly tighten around me, getting even wetter, and I can feel the orgasm building inside her. Her face pinches, and her lips open, her breath coming harder and heavier now.
“Cum for me, gorgeous.” I keep stroking her clit, and slowly, I thrust my hips forward, pushing my dick as deep as it’ll go, until her body resists me. “I want you to squeeze my cock with this perfect fucking pussy.”
Her nipple piercings gleam as her breasts heave up and down with each breath. “I-I’m . . .” she gasps.
She doesn’t have to finish that sentence. Because right then, she cums again, her clit pulsing under the pad of my thumb, her pussy throbbing around me, soaking my cock where it’s still sheathed inside her.
Finally, I fuck her the way I’ve dreamt of, the way I’ve fantasized about while jerking off in my shower. I put my hands on the backs of her thighs and press them open wide, plowing her as she moans in the darkness, my balls slapping her ass with every pump of my cock into her slick cunt.
Her hands grip the comforter, fingers squeezing tight. Her eyes are closed, mouth open, back arched.
I was already on the brink, and I get there fast.
With a guttural growl, I release my load.
My balls and low stomach squeeze, making me grit my teeth around a moan as I fill the condom with a stream of heat.
I wish I weren’t wearing one right now, wish I could dump my load inside her and then watch it drip from her gaping pussy.
The thought makes me grunt and release another rope of cum, my muscles straining with the effort, everything in me trembling from the buildup to this moment.
Remi’s body is trembling too; I can feel it in her thighs, see it in the shuddering breaths she takes as she finally opens her eyes and looks up at me.
And suddenly, I want nothing more than to hold her, to wrap her in my arms, bury my face in her lemon-scented hair, and never, ever let go.
Once my orgasm ends, I release my hold on her thighs, gently lowering them down to the mattress.
I ease out of her, then lean down, pressing my body to hers, finding her mouth with mine.
She kisses me back, slower now, her movements languid.
When I pull away, she blinks up at me, and a small smile lifts the corner of her lips.
“I didn’t think I could do it,” she whispers. “I’ve never cum twice during sex before.”
I shift my weight so I’m lying on the mattress beside her, one hand draped along her stomach, which rises and falls with each breath.
“You’re amazing.” I lean close, trail my nose along her collarbone, then up her neck.
She wiggles, like it’s tickling her. I press a kiss to her throat, then her jaw, then her mouth.
When I pull away, I say softly, “I’ll make you cum like that every time. Whenever you want me to.”
Her gaze softens as she stares up at me in the dark. She lifts a hand, trails her fingertips along my eyebrow, my cheekbone, the five o’clock shadow darkening my jaw. “Don’t,” she says, her voice a tiny, delicate thing.
I narrow my eyes. “Don’t what?”
She takes a strained breath.
Suddenly, tears are gathering along her lower lashes, slipping onto her cheeks like little diamonds in the moonlight. “Make me want you more.” She bites her bottom lip, which is starting to tremble. “I already want you so much, Seb. I don’t think I can handle any more.”
She starts crying for real now, shoulders shaking, breath coming in short restrained breaths.
Immediately, I wrap my arms around her, pulling her into my bare chest and cradling her head against my heart.
I had no idea she felt this way. This whole time, I’ve felt like I was always on the verge of losing her, one step away from tumbling off that knife edge it seemed like I was walking.
But as she cries against me, I realize how much she’s been holding back, how fortified her walls have been.
But now it’s like they’ve crumbled down, and we’re both lying in the debris.
“I’m not going anywhere, Rem.” I stroke a hand down her soft hair, holding her close as she cries. “Whenever you want me, I’m here.”
Softly, words muffled, she says, “But what if . . . I want you here all the time?”
Her question hangs in the darkness between us, and even though I don’t have a perfect answer, I tell her what I’ve been telling myself this whole time, since I first started asking myself that question.
“Then we’ll figure it out.” I curl down to press a kiss to the top of her head. “Together.”