Page 193 of Sebastian's Baby

Her breasts are rubbing against my legs, and I stroke her head softly as I enjoy her blow job. It’s been a few days since I’ve even masturbated, but this is a thousand times better than that. If she manages to keep going for long enough, I’m definitely going to blow in her mouth. I get incredibly close and moan loudly when she takes me so far in her mouth that I can feel my cock sliding down her throat and her nose almost touches my stomach. At the same time, her jaw gets tight, and a few seconds later I stop the timer when she takes me out of her mouth.

“I know I didn’t do it,” she laughs.

“Six minutes and twenty-seven seconds. Possibly the best six minutes and twenty-seven seconds of my life, though,” I manage to murmur as my orgasm ebbs away.

“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed yourself,” Lita says as she opens and closes her jaw a couple of times.

I pull her up so her face is above mine and offer, “Let me kiss you better.”

I kiss her again, our tongues intertwining, and I know exactly how to make her feel better. I reach between us to find her wet pussy. I push my fingers in and out of her a few times as she moans into my mouth before I use them to rub her clit.

I’m exultant when she reaches orgasm and moans, “Sebastian.”

I roll her over onto her back, move down to her legs and push them apart. Her pussy is so wet, and I can’t wait to eat her out.

“Have we reached the part of the sex where you just stare at me, then?” Lita teases me.

“Yes, we have. I will never grow tired of this view, and I will never apologize for that. In a minute, I’m going to dine on you until you beg me to stop,” I promise her, and my cock jerks when she bites her lip in response.

I look at her for another ten seconds, and I enjoy the view very much before I lower my head to her pussy. I delight in her moans of pleasure, and when she comes the first time, I don’t stop doing what I’m doing. I keep tonguing her clit as I push my fingers in and out of her until she can’t handle it anymore.

“Oh my god, I can’t,” she pants. “Please fuck me, Seb. I need you to fuck me.”

Her body shudders as she says it, and I grin at her. “As you wish, princess. I think you’ll need to get on your hands and knees for this.”

Missionary is definitely out of the question with her bump, that’s for sure. Lita gets into position, and I’m treated to a view of her ass and pussy on display for me. She’s so fucking hot, and I hold her hips as I slowly push myself into her. When I’m buried deep inside her, I hold myself there for about ten seconds with her squeezing my cock with her internal muscles before I move. Then, I fuck her. It’s the goddamn best, and when I come inside her, Lita’s body shakes even as I pull myself out of her.

“Jesus, Sebastian,” Lita groans. “I didn’t know that there was such a thing as sex beingtoogood.”

I kiss her softly, concerned about her, and ask, “Are you okay, princess?”

Lita nods and shudders. “Yup, I’m not complaining. That was just intense.”

She smiles at me before she kisses me and gets out of the bed to go to my bathroom. I flop onto my back on the bed with a smile on my face. That was so fucking good, and I love her so much. I take two deep breaths and let them out slowly before I quickly head to the bathroom because I want to join her in the shower before she’s finished.

I get into the shower and pull her into my arms as the warm water sprays down onto us. As far as birthday presents go, that sex was only just behind the video game she made for me. It feels as though the entire world is glowing, and I’m so happy right now.

Once we finish our shower, we head back to my bedroom, where I get dressed again. Lita pulls on her underwear and pants before she turns to grin at me.

“Where was I before I was so rudely interrupted?”

“You were going to try on some of my shirts, but you’re looking mighty fine. I could probably interrupt you again,” I tease her.

She rolls her eyes and walks over to the pile of shirts. I grin to myself as I wait for her to recognize them, but she just pulls on the shirt I wore on the cover of our second album,Heart Wide Open, without comment. It doesn’t look too bad, but she shakes her head.

Next comes the shirt I wore when we won the Grammy for that album, but she has it on for about two seconds before she whips it off again. “Nope. Too loose.”

I’m incredibly amused because I wassurethat she would recognize these by now. She picks up the shirt I wore on the cover of our first album,Cards Have Been Dealt.

“This looks so stupid because, look, it’s all loose at the shoulders but barely fits over my bump.” She points to her shoulders and bump as she talks, and I grin at her.

“True. It’s not the best look. Try another one, I guess?” I suggest, while I try hard not to laugh.

The next one is a collared shirt that I wore in the “Games We Play” music video. She manages to get it buttoned over her boobs before stopping at her bump as she tries to get the button to reach the hole.

“Uh, yeah. That’s not happening,” she moans.

I can’t contain my laughter as she tosses it aside unceremoniously. “It was worth a try.”

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