Page 80 of Smolder

“Damn, baby,” he groaned. “As much as I want to bend you over that table and fuck you, I’m worried about where this is coming from.”

I opened his jeans and looked up at him. “What do you mean? I always want you inside me.”

He lifted one side of my hips to tug my leggings down, along with my panties, then the other side.

“Yeah, but not normally when we are having a serious conversation,” he said, reaching down to take my bottoms down my legs.

“Sebastian, I want you to fuck me. Hard. I want to feel your cum inside me.”

His eyes heated as I talked.

“Take off your jeans and fuck me like you’re punishing me.”

“Fuck,” he hissed and shoved his jeans down, then stepped out of them and his boxers. “Come here.” His tone was dark and demanding.

He picked me up and put me back on the ground. “Bend over the goddamn table,” he said with a gentle shove in that direction.

I had to go up on my tiptoes as I did it, and I spread my legs open the way he liked.

His hand ran over where he had spanked me last night. “I left too many marks. I was too rough.” His tone softened.

Not now. I wasn’t ready for the sweet. I needed to bind him to me. Try to hold on to what we had here.

“I was bad and deserved it,” I told him. “You did what you had to.”

His eyes went from my bottom to meet mine.

“You drive me fucking crazy. You know that?” The growl in his voice made me shiver.

“And you make me dripping wet.”

“Pretty mouth talking dirty,” he said with a shake of his head as he grabbed my hips and sank into me with one firm thrust.

“OH GOD! SEBASTIAN! YES!”

“Fuck, I love this cunt.”

The table beneath me shook as he took me savagely. His hands slid around and covered my breasts just enough so that he could feel them bounce. He kissed my shoulder and the center of my back. Even while our bodies slammed forcefully against each other, he was trying to make me feel as if it were more.

“Sebastian.” His name tore from my lips on a cry as the emotion built along with the promise of release.

“Is this what you needed, baby?” he asked, still leaving kisses along my spine. “Is that deep enough?”

“Yes,” I panted, meeting his thrusts.

“God, I want to bite that ass. Seeing it jiggle.”

“Oh!”

His hands left my chest to run over my bottom. “Mine,” he said just above a whisper.

I sucked in a breath as he continued to caress my tender flesh.

“Mine.” There was a growl when he said it this time.

The world exploded for me, and I pushed back one more time, shaking.

Sebastian’s arms wrapped around my waist as he sank into me. “MINE,” he snarled, and then his body jerked as he released into me.

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