Page 62 of His Rules

Sebastian pressed his hands on my thighs, holding me wide open. I bent my head, catching sight of the beautiful view. This was filthy and scintillating, my pulse increasing with every second.

And every swipe of his tongue.

He uttered another single growl before burying his face into my pussy. I was so wet, so hot my skin was sizzling from the inside out. The man was masterful, his tender licks becoming more fervent. I tossed my head back and forth, longing to touch him. To stroke him.

To have his cock shoved inside my mouth.

I could almost taste his sweet essence and licked my lips in appreciation. He sucked on my clit and I slapped my hand across my mouth to keep from screaming. It would be rude to interrupt other guests.

The thought brought a smile to my face just as he drove his tongue deep inside. My pussy muscles clamped down immediately, pulsing just as his cock had done earlier. We were fire and ice together, two moths floating effortlessly toward a flame.

Our wickedness would no doubt burn us into cinders, but neither one of us seemed to care.

He took his time licking and sucking, finally driving two of three fingers inside. As he pumped his long digits, I floated all the way toward rapture. His expertise and the way he’d already learned my body pushed me toward an orgasm.

Yet he pulled back, elongating my suffering. I needed to come.

But only when he commanded me to do so.

My fingers brushed against the belt and I couldn’t resist, pulling the thick strap into my fingers. I rolled the leather under my nose, taking a deep whiff. There was a hint of spice and musk, the scent very much like the man feasting on me as if he was starving.

He was watching me as I slid the end between my breasts and down my stomach, brushing the edge back and forth.

Seconds later, I was shocked when he snagged the belt, snapping the end against my aching pussy.

“Oh. Oh!” I bolted up, gasping for air all over again. The pain was wild yet almost instantly drifted into pure ecstasy.

He repeated the action twice more, but when he rubbed the end up and down the length of my pussy, I almost lost it.

I reared up from the piano, planting my elbows on the surface. He lazily glanced up at me and I could swear the man was grinning as if this was a moment of power exchange.

And he was winning.

Damn him.

After one additional savage crack of the belt, he returned it to the piano, reaching up to pinch my nipple. “Bad, bad girl. I’ll need to train you.”

“You only think you can.”

His laugh sent vibrations down both legs.

I couldn’t stop panting, realizing only seconds later I was scratching the beautiful lacquer of the piano. He plunged all four fingers inside and there was no way I could hold back any longer.

A wild and intense orgasm rushed through me, sweeping from one muscle to the other like a massive tidal wave. I opened my mouth, but there was no sound, just the harsh whimpers from someone enjoying so much pleasure.

He licked me furiously, rubbing my clit with his thumb while sliding the other into my asshole. The single climax turned into another series of dancing vibrations as the second explosive moment roared through my system. The beautiful haze continued for almost a full minute. Only when I started to float down from nirvana did he kiss my legs again before standing.

I lolled my head to the side, willing my foggy eyes to watch him as he unzipped his trousers. He never blinked, said nothing as he ripped off his shirt, tossing it to the side. His shoes were next, kicking them away before dropping his pants.

The sight of his fully erect cock kept my mouth watering. I leaned up, purring like a big cat in the wild. He seemed delighted by the sound, the darkness in his eyes deepening even more.

Everything was a beautiful blur as he stood in front of me completely naked.

With precise steps, he moved toward the piano stool, easing it from underneath. Then he slid me around so my toes touched the keys and I couldn’t help myself, moving them back and forth across the ivories as if I knew how to play a tune.

His smile was purely evil and he sat down with a solid thump, instantly yanking me from my perch and onto his lap. His cock found my tight channel without assistance, sliding inside as if belonging there.

“Oh, my goodness.” I threw my arms across his shoulders, savoring the way my pussy muscles clamped tightly around the invasion like a vise.

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