I began to let out little gasps at every movement he made, growing even wetter and hotter with every heartbeat. He was touching me so well, filling me so deeply, that I could practically see stars dancing across the steamy air surrounding us. My breaths were coming in shallow puffs, and the heated pressure inside me was building steadily, climbing higher… higher… higher...
Oh, god.I was going to come already.
My fingertips curled against the tiled wall, and a whimper escaped my mouth. Sebastian leaned down to mutter against my ear. “That’s a good girl,” he said, pounding into me again. “Let everyone in this place hear how much you like to be fucked. Let the whole fucking city hear you.”
I whimpered louder, loving it when he said such filthy things to me. I wanted more. Wanted everything he had. My lips parted in a loud moan, and his fingertips moved faster between my legs. “Tell me what you want, wicked girl,” he growled. “You want me to keep fucking this dripping pussy of yours? Or do you want me in your tight ass again?”
Those words alone were enough to unfurl the pleasure in my belly, and I gasped and shuddered, muscles clamping down on Sebastian’s cock as he kept fucking me. “Oh, fuck,” he gritted out. “There’s my answer.”
“More,” I gasped out. “I… I want more.”
“I want more too.” He grunted, thrusting forcefully. “I want you to come on my cock again. I need to feel it.”
Every muscle in my body tightened. I was already close.Again.
Sebastian’s free hand weaved through my hair, tugging my neck backwards to press his lips against the shell of my ear. “Come on, baby,” he muttered. “Be a good girl and come on my cock again.”
As he spoke, he lowered his hand and slid a finger in my ass. I was panting like a dog now, barely able to hold myself against the wall as his movements became faster and more erratic. Light flashed before my eyes, and I shattered into a million pieces, my entire body shaking as I screamed out my pleasure.
Sebastian slammed into me one more time, his cock in my pussy working in unison with the finger in my ass. “So fucking good,” he ground out. “I can feel it all… oh,fuck.”
With that, he finally came, letting out a series of primal groans as he emptied himself in me and slowly pulled out. I was trembling so much I could barely hold myself upright, and his arms wrapped around me, gently holding me in place. I was only half-coherent now, brain on an orgasm high, so I let myself melt into his embrace as the warm water washed over us.
I barely even registered the shower turning off, or the towel wrapping around my body once Sebastian had carried me out of the enclosure. I’d slept in the car earlier, but every inch of my body was thoroughly exhausted again, and all I could think of was collapsing into bed.
Sebastian must’ve felt the same way, because he quietly carried me over to the bed and set me down before tugging the blanket over me and settling in next to me. He snaked one arm around his pillow and the other around me, pulling me closer to him. Warm and secure in his embrace, I pressed one ear against his chest, listening to the steady thump of his heartbeat.
“We need to figure out what to do,” I murmured groggily as sleep threatened to pull me under. I felt bad for being so tired when I’d promised him only hours earlier to help him with the situation with his father.
“Later.” Sebastian pressed a soft kiss on my forehead. “For now—rest.”
“Okay.” I yawned. “I love you.”
It was only the second time I’d spoken those words to him, and they felt delicious on my tongue. My new favorite thing. As I finally succumbed to the tempting darkness, eyes drifting closed, I heard his murmured response. “I love you too, baby.”
15
Rose
“Are you scared?”Sebastian looked at me, brows knitted with concern.
“Honestly?” I took a deep breath and nodded. “Yes. Terrified.”
After a lengthy, much-needed rest in our hotel room, we’d come up with a plan to get into Sebastian’s father’s brownstone house in order to search for the long-lost laptop. Now, it was eight o’clock in the morning the following day, and it was very nearly go-time.
I saidwe’dcome up with the plan, but it was largely my idea—Sebastian thought it was too risky. However, I was determined to help him, as per my promise, and I was sure I could pull it off.
“We can find another way to get in there, Rose. You don’t have to do this.” He squeezed my hand. “You know I don’t evenwantyou to do this. I still think we should hire someone.”
“No.” I shook my head and sat up straight. “It should be me. If we hire someone else to do it, they might mess it up or not take it as seriously as they should because they don’t know exactly what’s at stake here.”
“True, but…” Sebastian trailed off and sighed, raking a hand through his hair. “I hate the thought of you being alone in there. It should be me.”
“It can’t be you. Besides, I’ll have you with me. Sort of,” I replied, gesturing to the small decorative pin on my shirt, followed by the tiny nude-colored earbud tucked in my left ear. With my hair down, it was completely covered, and even if I tied my hair up, it was barely noticeable.
This was Sebastian’s contribution to the plan—the technical side of things. I wasn’t quite sure how the tiny items worked, but he had told me they were wirelessly connected to his phone. Anything I saw or heard, he could also see or hear via the tiny camera on the decorative pin, and when he talked, I could hear him through the earbud, even if he was several miles away.
“It’s not the same.” He leaned over and squeezed my hand. “I know he probably won’t be there. But it drives me fucking crazy that hecouldbe.”