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Sebastian's hand is hot between my thighs, fingers parting my pussy lips and sliding inside. I cry out and arch my back, grinding down on his fingers as his thumb finds my clit, rubbing circles just like he knows that’s what I want.

“Baby, I love the sounds you make,” he groans, his gaze filled with lust. “Show me how much you want me.”

I'm panting, my body rocking against his hand. His thumb rubs against my clit harder and faster, his fingers thrusting in and out of me in a steady rhythm. I'm climbing higher and higher, pleasure coursing through my body as Sebastian touches me.

When my orgasm hits, it's sudden and hard, making me throw my head back and cry out. He kisses and sucks at my breasts as his fingers keep working my body, prolonging the pleasure.

When it’s done, Sebastian sits up, pulling me up with him so he can get my panties off. When he pushes me back down onto the bed, he takes a second to pull his shirt over his head and remove his pants. His cock is rock hard and twitching, a drop of precum already dripping from the tip. My pussy is soaked, and the sheets beneath me are wet with it.

He leans down to kiss me, and the heat of his body above mine is so comforting. Our mouths are locked in a deep, passionate kiss, tongues exploring and hands tracing muscles and curves, when Sebastian enters me.

I gasp against his lips, pleasure overwhelming me, and his arms come down on either side of my head, holding him up so that he doesn't crush me with his weight.

I wrap my legs around his waist, and he curses, thrusting in and out, slowly at first. "Fuck, Jules, I've missed you so much."

"Me too," I breathe, kissing his shoulder. "Please, fuck me. Make love to me.”

“I will.”

We move together, his hips thrusting and my body rocking, our lips finding each other again and again. We're not in a rush, and we want to enjoy this moment; the pleasure building slowly but steadily between us.

Sebastian's thrusts speed up, and I can feel myself getting closer to the edge. My pussy clenches around his cock, and his groan is low and desperate.

"Fuck, baby, I'm so close." He gently grips my hair, forcing me to look into his eyes. “You want me to come inside you?”

“Seb, please don't stop!”

Our movements are erratic now, desperate for the climax that is almost upon us. Sebastian's hand slips between our bodies, finding my clit and rubbing it in rough circles.

My orgasm hits, and I arch my back and cry out, nails raking down his back. The pain only seems to drive him closer to the edge, and with a few more powerful thrusts, he comes, his seed flooding me.

He groans my name and collapses on top of me, spent and sweaty. I don't mind his weight, and the warmth of his body on mine. It feels nice, and I stroke his hair gently as our breathing returns to normal.

Eventually, Sebastian moves, rolling off of me and lying down beside me.

“You're incredible, Julia,” He pauses for a beat to catch his breath, his gaze observing me fully. ”So damned beautiful."

“And you're handsome, husband." I tell him, kissing him softly. "Thank you, Seb. I needed this.”

"So did I," He agrees, pulling me close and kissing my forehead. I don’t mind that we’re both sweaty, smelling of sex. It feels good. Right. For the first time in ages, I feel whole and safe. There is still the threat of Karl and the truth of what he has done in the past hanging over us, but together, I'm sure we can conquer any challenge.

I fall asleep feeling happy and hopeful, snuggled against my husband's warm body. Just like when he held me by the lake, this feels like coming home. It feels right. I never want to go back to living without it…without Sebastian.

23

Sebastian

Wakingup feels different this morning than it has for over a month now. It’s warmer under the blankets, and there's that comforting feeling of not being alone.

This isn’t my bed, though. And I should've woken up alone. So what's going on?

The first indication that something is up is that I’m naked. But as I come to full wakefulness and roll over, the sight of Julia’s sleep-mussed hair and flushed, peaceful slumbering face makes my heart skip a beat.

Damn, that’s right. She spent the night in our guest room, and up until the very last minute, the assumption was that she’d sleep alone. Then she grabbed my wrist to keep me close, and any reservations I had melted away, making me totally unable to resist her.

God, just look at her…she’s so damned beautiful. The memories of what we did eight or so hours before start to filter back in, and I feel myself growing hard already. It had been far too long since I’d heard her gasp my name like that, or felt her shudder in my arms. There won’t be a gap like that again.

I swear on everything I am as a man that I’ll make everything right. I’m so close to sending Karl to jail and fading into obscurity in the public eye. Once Karl is gone, I'll focus every ounce of my energy on Julia and my family. The scandals are over. I’ve learned my lesson, and then some.

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