Chapter 24
SEBASTIAN
With four simple words, she crushed what was left of my soul.
Please don’t hurt me.
No matter how I tried to rationalize what I was doing.
No matter how many times I told myself she would gain my name and unimaginable wealth.
No matter the justification…
There was no denying she was going to get hurt.
But none of that mattered now.
Now I was lost in the raw, physical need to shove myself so deeply inside her she’d never recover.
The twisted monster in me wanted to hurt her.
Wanted her to feel me long after we fucked.
Wanted her to carry my mark.
“Oh God,” she moaned.
Sliding in farther, I growled, “Say my name.”
Her fingers dug into my upper arms as she turned her head, biting her lip.
I pulled back and thrust again. “Say it, Sabrina.”
Her gaze snapped to mine. “Sebastian.”
Again, I withdrew as gently as I could, easing her open, knowing she was still sore from this morning.
Her sweet body gripped me so tightly it took all my control not to lose myself in her.
“Say it again.”
She squeezed her eyes shut.
I bit her shoulder, a sharp, possessive warning. “Look at me when you say my name.”
Her bright sapphire eyes met mine, flashing with pain and defiance. “Sebastian.”
I smirked. “That’s my girl.”
Her nails clawed across my back. “I’m not your girl.”
Fuck, I got off on her seductive blend of vulnerable innocence and feisty stubbornness.
Bracing myself above her, I cupped her breast, pinching her nipple. “We’ll see about that.”
Her hips shifted, inviting me deeper, and I knew she was ready.
I pulled back until just the tip of me remained inside her.
Until now, I’d been gentle. No more.
“Brace yourself, babygirl.”
I slammed into her, burying myself to the hilt.
Her back arched while her nails dug deeper into my skin.
I latched onto her breast then drove into her soft body over and over again like a man possessed.
She wrapped her legs around my hips and cried out my name. The press of her thighs spurred me on.
“Fuck yes. Hold me tighter.”
Her body clenched around me, each spasm a spark to dry tinder.
At the hard press of her inner walls around my sensitive staff, my balls tightened.
Christ, this woman was like holding fire.
Never in my life had I been so blindly, irrationally turned on.
My cock was painfully hard, and yet I craved the pressure, wanting to hold off on my release for as long as possible.
I wanted to make her feel every inch of me, but my control was slipping.
And there was no fucking way I was coming before her.
I rocked my hips against her pelvic bone with a slow, driving pulse as I thrust into her with deep, long strokes.
As I ran my tongue up the slim column of her neck, tasting the salty tang of her sweat, I moved my hand between us to press the pad of my thumb just above her clit.
Not enough to stimulate her to a fast release, but just enough to increase her pleasure.
Her body jerked beneath me, her movements raw and instinctive.
Sensing her need, I flipped us, forcing her to straddle me.
My fingers tangled in the thick waves of hair that fell down her back as I grasped her hip with my other hand.
Her palms pressed against my chest.
I caught the glimmer in her gaze and smirked.
“Go ahead,” I rasped. “Hurt me back.”
Her blue eyes burned with challenge as she twisted her fingers into my chest hair and pulled hard.
The sharp sting shot straight to my core, fueling my need.
I thrust upward, impaling her, and her mouth opened on a silent scream.
Just then, the engines of the plane roared to life.
Her head turned sharply. “Sebastian, what’s happening?”
I tugged her hair, drawing her attention back. “Eyes on me.”
“Oh my God, is the plane moving?”
The buildings outside the small windows blurred as the plane taxied down the runway.
Her eyes narrowed. “You bastard!”
The heels of her palms pressed against my rib cage as she attempted to lift her hips and climb off me. That wasn’t happening.
I rolled again, pinning her beneath me.
“Get off me.”
“No.”
“I mean it, Sebastian. I’m getting off this plane.”
I smirked. “You’re half right. You will be getting off on this plane.”
Her teeth sunk into my shoulder.
I drove into her, groaning. “Bite as hard as you want. Draw blood. I’m not letting you go.”
Her eyes filled with tears. “Don’t do this, Sebastian.”
In this moment, I hated how much like my father I had become. Crushing a woman’s spirit all in the name of family honor was one thing, but I knew I was crossing a line into making this personal.
I was becoming selfish…obsessive.
I’d already violated the one rule that put a thin veneer of nobility over this entire fucking mess.
I’d originally planned never to touch her.
Now I smoothed her tangled hair away from her flushed face. “You left me no choice.”
The room vibrated as the plane picked up speed.
She turned her head, lowering her eyes as a tear slid down her cheek.
Leaning in, I licked the salty track from her skin.
Using the momentum of the plane and the steady hum beneath us, I moved again, slow and unrelenting.
“Don’t you dare.”
Ignoring her, I thrust deeper as her body spasmed around me.
“Come on, baby. Use that anger.”
She tried to claw at my face in response, but I caught her wrists.
“I hate you,” she spat.
“I know,” I said simply, knowing I deserved every ounce of her hate.
I placed an open-mouthed kiss on her throat.
She shifted her head to the other side.
I changed my grip on her wrists to one hand, grasped her jaw, and forced her to face me.
Despite her struggles, I ran my mouth over her, dragging my teeth along her lower lip before claiming her mouth.
My clasp on her face prevented her from biting as I swept my tongue inside.
Her body stiffened beneath mine, resisting, but it didn’t take long for her to moan and soften.
“Come for me,” I growled against her lips.
She whimpered and tried to turn her head again.
I strengthened my hold on her throat. “Don’t deny us both.”
I kissed her. It was a hard, unrelenting kiss that showed no quarter.
She broke the kiss, throwing her head back as her body stiffened. Her cunt squeezed around my cock. Her arms jerked against my grasp, and she wrapped her legs around my hips, anchoring me inside her.
I’d never hate-fucked a woman into submission before.
It was intoxicating.
The intensity of her release sent me over the edge.
Blood pulsed through my veins as my cock swelled. I shifted my hands to cradle her head while I slammed my mouth down on hers, before releasing my seed inside her, forcing her to swallow my scream of pleasure.
I collapsed just to the side of her body, careful not to crush her with my weight before rolling onto my back and tucking her into my side.
I pushed my fingers into her hair and kissed the top of her head. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. You are going to love Italy.”