Page 8 of The Heart of Moonlight Falls

James felt like it. This moment was perfect. He wanted to convey that but found himself begging instead. “Please, Sebastian. I need…please.” He didn’t know what he was asking. He was getting everything he wanted.

Sebastian seemed to be in control of his brain and responded as if he knew what James was babbling about. “I’ve got you. You need more?”

James nodded, and Sebastian sat back, grabbed James’s legs, and ran his hands along his thighs to his calves before gripping his ankles and bringing James’s feet over his shoulders.

James’s body tilted. “Sebastian.” He arched as Sebastian’s dick thrust deeper, swiping over that sweet spot inside him, and moaned for all he was worth.

Sebastian was absolutely beautiful as he fucked James, head thrown back, exposing his pale neck and the fading bite-mark bruises on his shoulder. “Oh, James. James,” he chanted, hips snapping.

It was so intense. James needed release. He had to come before his brain exploded, overwhelmed with too many erotic images and feelings. He took hold of his aching dick and stroked. Sebastian hit his prostate again, and James came on a shout.

Sebastian gazed down at him with heavy-lidded eyes. His thrusts turned erratic, then he stiffened and flooded James with his cum.

James whimpered as Sebastian filled him. Sebastian held his stare, and James had never felt closer to another person. He was wrecked, exposed, and aching with affection for the man he’d let take him apart.

Eventually, Sebastian pulled out and lowered James’s legs so he could lie on top of him. James wrapped his arms around Sebastian but couldn’t manage to move more than that.

“Oh my god, James. That was amazing.” Sebastian nuzzled the side of his jaw.

James’s hole ached. “No one’s ever fucked me that well.”

Sebastian preened, his dimples making an appearance. “No one’s ever filled you up either.”

James would have blushed if he wasn’t already hot all over. “No, that’s just for you.”

Sebastian nipped his ear. “Mine.”

James tightened his arms around him. “Yours.”

The next morning was Monday, but James didn’t get up and go to work. He figured he’d go in that afternoon if everything was fine with Sebastian. After the epic pounding Sebastian had given James the night before, James didn’t doubt he was well recovered, but the headache he’d had yesterday was worrying.

James’s body ached as he got up. He winced at how tender his hole was, not that he wished Sebastian had gone easier on him. He wanted to do it all over again.

He let images from last night play over in his mind as he dressed. Eventually, he made himself think of other things, or he wouldn’t have been able to resist waking Sebastian and losing himself in him again.

Downstairs, James’s phone rang as the coffee brewed. He answered it.

“Hello, James?” Eleanor’s voice came through the speaker.

“Yeah, hi. How are you doing?”

Eleanor made a frustrated sound. “Never mind that. I heard Sebastian is doing better.”

James confirmed.

“Would you mind asking him if he can stop by my office? I’d like to know what happened with that shade.”

“I’ll talk to him when he wakes up.” James couldn’t fight off the sinking feeling in his gut. He didn’t know what to do about Eleanor.

After the mayor hung up, James called Hazel. She didn’t think it was a good idea to avoid Eleanor. Sebastian could say he wasn’t up for explaining today, but they couldn’t put it off indefinitely. Hazel said she’d meet James at town hall and see Eleanor with him and Sebastian. James was relieved because anything they told the mayor would seem like something Hazel was hiding from her, and James didn’t want to cause more problems than the two women already had.

James cooked eggs and pancakes for Sebastian, who seemed to come downstairs just in time for the food to be ready. James filled him in as they ate.

“I can try to bullshit my way through.” Sebastian piled his plate with a second helping of pancakes. “Pretend I did some sort of lightning spell, maybe? But if anyone asks me to do it again, it’s not happening.”

“That might be the best we can do,” James agreed. He didn’t want to lie to Eleanor, but what choice did they have?

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