Page 24 of His Secret Addiction

“Sebastian?” Lizzie whispers, pushing off her covers and climbing out of bed, the only light in the room coming from the slightly open window. “Do you know what time it is? Are you out of your mind?”

“Feels like it,” I admit, all blood rushing south and my cock immediately filling up when she stops next to me. Christ, she’s dressed in a sheer nightgown, and in the light of the moon, it really does little to hide her perfect body, exposing the perfect swell of her tits and all her beautiful curves. “God, I missed you,” I growl, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her flush against me. I drop my head to her neck, inhaling her sweet rosy scent, my cock aching behind my fly the longer I stay wrapped around her. “I drove like crazy trying to get to you, kitten.”

“Sebastian… You shouldn’t be here,” she whimpers, pushing weakly at my shoulders, but I refuse to let her create a distance between us.

“This is exactly where I need to be,” I say roughly, grinding my erection against her pussy and sliding my hand up her back before palming her ass and squeezing. She makes a low pleasured noise at the back of her throat, which quickly transforms into a gasp of surprise when I deliver a sharp slap to her ass.

“Sebastian!” she cries out, but I notice her hips tilt, presenting her perfect little backside for more. “W-what…”

“You blocked me,” I grind out, connecting my palm to her right cheek. She moans, a tremor rolling through her body when I spank her again. Emotions crowd my throat when I speak, and I didn’t realize how fucking terrified I was at the thought of never being with Lizzie again until she was in my arms and her soft breath was brushing the side of my neck. “You built a wall between us, kitten. You locked me out!”

“Your label.”

“Represents me no longer,” I say, pushing back to look into those beautiful eyes that are proving to be my kryptonite. “What they sent out was incredibly stupid and does not represent me, Lizzy. I will not abide anyone who dares disrespect the woman I love. My heart belongs to you, always.”

Her eyes fill with tears, glistening against the moonlight. “Y-you love me?”

“Isn’t that obvious? I drove like crazy to get to you and climbed through your window to see you,” I laugh, leaning down to brush my lips over hers, tasting her tears in the kiss. “I love you, Elizabeth Fae. Only you. Always you.”

Our lips collide in a feverish kiss, her arms going around my shoulders, and I lift her into my arms. Lizzie wraps her legs around my waist, and I carry her back to the bed, kissing her like a sex-starved man. Like I didn’t spend the morning making love to her body.

“I love you, Sebastian,” she whimpers into the kiss, trailing her mouth down my jaw and neck before pushing back to crash her mouth back on mine.

It’s all foggy. A little hazy how I get her on the bed and us out of our clothes. Her arms are wrapped around my shoulders and eyes locked on mine when I slide my cock into her creamy sex, and fuck, she’s so warm and smooth, so fucking tight in the way her pussy clenches around my cock. “From today, you are not allowed to trust anything you read about me, about us!” She whimpers when I slam into her, my thrusts feverish, like a man drowning and she’s the only thing anchoring me to solid ground. “Mine. You belong to me, Lizzy.”

“When I saw the post, I was hurt,” she whispers, wrapping her legs around my waist as I hammer my cock into her tightness. “And sad.”

“And angry?” I ask, closing my hand around her tits and stroking her pebbled nipple with my thumb. I watch through my lust-rimmed gaze as her back arches off the bed with a sob.

“Yes!”

“You had every right to feel all those emotions.” I slide my hand up her throat, fingers tightening around her. Her pussy pulsates hotly around me, letting me know just how much she likes my grip on her throat. “You are allowed to be angry and sad, but don’t lock me out!” I growl, shuttling my cock in and out of her drenched pussy.

“I won’t!” she sobs, rolling her hips to meet my thrusts.

“I will break them if you do. All the walls you erect, I will tear them down all because you belong to me, Lizzy!”

“Yes!”

I pin her down on the mattress, pumping like a beast as possessiveness slams into me. She sobs, tightening her legs and arms around me, burying her face in my shoulder as I slam hard into her. It’s impossible to grasp onto a thought that doesn’t revolve around this girl, this precious girl that I will soon make my wife, put a ring on her and make this thing between us permanent.

Mine!

“Close,” she whimpers into my neck, her fingers digging into my shoulders right as her thighs begin to tremble. I angle myself so the base of my cock is rubbing against her clit, and that seems to set the fireworks off. Lizzie makes a desperate sound seconds before she sinks her teeth into my shoulder. Her pussyclamps hard around my cock, pulsing wildly and shoving me right off the edge with her.

“Fuuuck!” I growl into her hair, the sound scratching itself out of my throat when my muscles catch before releasing with intense pressure as I cum into her heat. Her pussy clenches around me as I pound my cock into her, milking me of every drop until I have flooded her with my seed, yet again marking and claiming the girl for myself. “Fuck, kitten, that was perfect.”

She is silent for a while, her breathing harsh against my ear. “I can’t believe you climbed through my bedroom window,” she whispers with a chuckle.

“I needed to see you,” I rasp, kissing the side of her head, and biting back a yawn. I wasn’t before, but now that I have my precious girl in my arms, my body is beginning to feel the weight of the day, begging for rest. As if sensing it too, Lizzie runs a hand down my back, the soothing motion slowly lulling me to sleep.

“My parents will kill you when they get home and find you here, but until then, you should rest.”

“They’ll probably ask me to take responsibility to preserve your honor.”

She chuckles. “What will you do then?”

“The only thing an honorable man such as myself would do.” I press my lips to her temple, breathing in her soft feminine scent and slowly feeling myself relax. In her arms, I can finally let go. There is no other girl in this world who makes me feel the way she does, and I will hold onto this feeling onto her for eternity if we get to live that long.

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