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This side of Sebastian is new.

Drops of water glint on his taut muscles, and I ache to touch him, running my hands over his bare skin.

He takes my hand and places it on his chest. “I’m all yours.”

I don’t hesitate, splaying my fingers over his pecs and reveling in the feel of his rapid heartbeat under my palms. I wander down over his abs, stopping right above…

I’ve never done this before. What if I’m terrible at it?

“We don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with.” His voice is gentle, a stark contrast to his earlier commands.

“I want to. I just… I’ve never…”

He tilts my chin up. “I’ll guide you if you want. But only if you’re sure.”

“Mhm.”

“I need you to say it.”

“I’m sure.”

A soft groan escapes him. “Fuck, princess.” He runs his thumb over my lower lip, tugging it down slightly. “Open your mouth for me.”

I part my lips, my tongue darting out to wet them. Sebastian’s eyes follow the movement, his breath hitching.

“Good girl.” He tightens his hold on my hair. “Now, wrap your hand around the base.”

My fingers curl around his hot and hard length, the skin like velvet over steel. I stroke him tentatively.

His head falls back, a low moan rumbling in his chest. “Now, use your mouth. Start with the head and work your way down.”

I lean forward, my lips brushing over the tip of his cock. He hisses out a breath, his fingers constricting in my hair. Emboldened by his reaction, I swirl my tongue around him before taking him into my mouth.

“Just like that,” he says.

I take him deeper, hollowing my cheeks as I work my mouth over his length. Sebastian’s breath comes in short, sharp pants,his grip on my hair tightening. The sounds he makes, the way his body responds to my touch—it’s intoxicating. I never knew I could have this effect on someone, let alone him.

“Fuck, princess, your lips…” He groans as I swirl my tongue around the tip, tasting the salty essence of him. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

His words spur me on, and I bob my head faster, taking him as deep as I can. He’s so hard, so thick. My jaw starts to ache, but I don’t care. I want to make him feel good, to unravel him the way he does me.

He thrusts his hips shallowly, his control slipping. That’s how I want him. But he never lets go. I hollow my cheeks again, sucking harder. It seems to do the trick. His hand fists in my hair, and he guides my movements, thrusting into the wet heat of my mouth. Low grunts and groans spill from his lips.

His thighs tense under my hand, his muscles stiff. Is he close? I swirl my tongue and suck harder, eager to taste him. His thrusts grow more erratic, his breath coming in harsh pants.

“Fuck!” He tries to withdraw, but I follow, taking him deeper. With a guttural groan, he spills into my mouth, hot and salty, and I try to swallow every drop, some of it trickling down my chin.

When I finally release him, we’re both panting, and I swipe my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Come here.” Sebastian hauls me to my feet, crushing his mouth to mine and kissing me deeply. “How are you so good at this?”

Iwind my arms around his neck and give a coy smile. “Beginner’s luck?”

He chuckles low and drops his hands to my ass, pulling my hips tight to his. His cock is hard against my belly.

“I believe I promised to make you scream all night long.” His lips brush over the shell of my ear as he whispers, “And Barrons always keep their promises.”

A needy whimper escapes me, and I feel his lips quirk up against my skin. Suddenly, he lifts me up, and I squeal, grabbing his neck. Are we doing it here? In this position? How? He carries me to the bedroom, gently setting me down on my feet in front of the bed. Oh.

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