Page 139 of Sebastian's Baby

“Holy shit, Lita.”

I move back to make some space, then encourage her to roll over so that she’s facing me. I place my palm on her cheek and lean forward to kiss her softly.

“I’m here, princess.” I kiss her again. “I’m okay.” I kiss her. “It was just a dream”—another kiss—“no matter how real it felt.”

When I finish talking, Lita wraps her arms around my neck and crashes her lips against mine and kisses me deeply. Our tongues intertwine, and I pull her close to me, with her little bump pressing against me and my cock as hard as a rock.

We kiss for a long time, but I’m aware that it’s very late, so I break our kiss before I stroke her head softly with my hand and say, “I know that I said I would have sex with you whenever I could, but you need sleep, princess.”

“I know,” Lita says, and she kisses me again.

“I don’t want to take advantage of you when you’re obviously emotionally upset.”

Lita kisses me again. “I need you, Seb.”

God, this is so hard. It’s been over a week since we last had sex, and I want to do it so bad, but she needs to get some rest.

I groan at her. “You’re making this hard, princess.”

Lita laughs and reaches between us, where she places a hand on my erection. “Yes, I am.”

“Fuck it,” I say and give in.

I press my lips to hers again as her soft hand wraps around my cock to stroke it. It feels so good, and I reach my hand between us to find her wet pussy. I rub her clit and delight in the sounds of ecstasy that she makes into my mouth while we kiss.

Eventually, she breaks our kiss and moans as she orgasms, “Sebastian.”

It’s the best sound in the world, and I stroke her clit for a few more seconds before I stop, then grin at her. “I know it’s been a while, but under these new rules, do you still want to earn yourself ten thousand dollars?”

Lita laughs as I roll onto my back and throw the covers off myself to display my cock, which is ramrod straight and pointing at my stomach.

“I don’t know. I don’t like my chances.”

I miss this so damn much, so I decide to make it more interesting.

“I tell you what, princess,” I say as I angle her face toward mine for another kiss. “I’m upping the ante again. I’ve fucking missed you trying to take money from me. It’s a million now, if you ever manage to do it.”

Lita rolls her eyes. “You’re crazy.”

“And you’re sexy. What do you say?” I raise an eyebrow at her.

“Sure, I’ll take your million dollars tonight.”

“Or tomorrow. Or whenever. Feel free to keep trying, princess. I won’t complain.” I smirk at her, thinking that I wouldn’t mind her attempting this on a daily basis.

Lita laughs and kisses me again. “Get your timer, then.”

I get my phone and start the timer. The feeling of Lita’s lips wrapped around my cock is as amazing as ever. She moves back and forth on me, doing that thing she does with her tongue, and I groan. I can’t resist stroking her head as she does it, and watching her do this to me is probably the sexiest thing in the world. She keeps going for a long time, and I’m close to orgasm by the time she stops, which isn’t surprising considering I haven’t fucked her in a week.

She sits up and asks, “How did I do?”

“You did brilliantly, princess. I couldn’t have asked for a better blow job. I’m very satisfied.” I wink at her.

“Well, thanks, but that’s not what I’m asking.”

“I know.” I laugh. “I just wanted to give you the compliment before I told you that it was only seven minutes and fifty-two seconds long.”

Lita groans as I roll her onto her back, ready to return the favor. “You only offered me a million dollars because you know I’ll never manage it.”

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