Page 75 of Smolder

His eyes met mine. He was close. I loved watching him like this. Knowing it was me doing this to him.

“So fucking beautiful.” His body tensed as he said the words, and the veins on his neck stood out. “GAH!”

The shout came just as the first burst of heat released inside me.

Either it was his face or the way his cum felt as he ejaculated—or both—but I screamed his name as another climax took me with him.

The wall of warmth behind me felt amazing when I began to wake. The room was cold, but I scooted back further against the heat, and the muscular, corded arm that was wrapped around me tightened. His hand slid up and cupped one of my breasts.

A pleased grunt was followed by one of his legs also covering me and bringing me even closer. “This is the way to wake up,” he said in a husky voice, then bent his head to bury his face in my neck. “If this is a fucking dream, don’t wake me up.”

I laughed, reaching up to hold on to his arm. “Not a dream,” I told him. “I have a rather tender ass to prove it.”

“Mmm,” he replied, then slid his hand from my boob to my bottom to rub it. “I’ll put some cream on it. I gotta take care of this thing. It’s my magic button.”

Grinning, I turned onto my back slightly so I could look at him. “Magic button?”

He nodded.

With his hooded eyes, stubbled jaw, and messy hair, he was the most erotic thing I’d seen in my life.

“I spank this ass, and your cunt sprays me like a porn star.”

I tried to pull away from him. “Don’t compare me to that!”

He pulled me back tighter. “No need to get feisty, Ace. That’s every boy’s dream from the moment he sees his first porn. Now, be a good girl and keep me warm.”

How any woman could resist this man, I had no idea. To think, he’d wanted to marry someone, and she hadn’t wanted him.

“I’d like to see this Wilder guy,” I said aloud.

Sebastian leaned up to look down at me with a small frown between his brows. “Why?”

I shrugged. “I am just struggling with the fact that some woman didn’t fall victim to your charms.”

His lips quirked, and he bent his head to nuzzle my cleavage. “You don’t get to meet him. In fact, you aren’t going in public again. Nowhere that other men can take you from me.”

Although there was a teasing quality in his tone, I also felt like he meant it—or at least the part about someone taking me from him. Was he insecure? It seemed impossible for someone like him to have any reason to feel insecure. I was the one who had to worry about other women. We wouldn’t be locked away in this cabin alone forever. The real world was coming, and when it did, would he have had his fill of me?

“And if you get tired of me?” The words weren’t meant to be said aloud, but my mouth had a mind of its own.

He stilled, then looked at me. The way he studied me was as if he was trying to decide if I was making a joke. Maybe I should play it off as one. Not become the needy, clingy young girl I had been worried about. He might like it with sex, but in the light of day, he was a grown man. He had a life. One that I knew nothing about.

Sebastian kept his eyes on me but continued to kiss a path down my stomach.

“What are you doing?” I asked as he spread my thighs open.

“I’m going to show you how unlikely it is that I’ll ever tire of you.”

I opened my mouth to argue that this didn’t have anything to do with it, but then his tongue touched me, and I let my head fall back on the pillow with a moan. Never mind. He could show me all he wanted to.

•Twenty-Nine •

“I don’t expect perfection, just don’t hurt anyone for me, okay?”

Sebastian

Looking up from the book I had been reading, I watched Royal walk down the stairs while drying her hair with a towel. I’d had to find something to distract me so I wouldn’t go get in the shower with her. She hadn’t complained, but her cunt had to be sore. I’d fucked her hard four times in the past twelve hours.

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