Page 521 of Filthy Elites

“Presumptuous much?” I snip.

“Get your head out of the gutter, sweetheart. I just wasn’t about to let you wander about on your own at night.” His palm is resting on my bare thigh and as we get closer to the house, he inches his fingers higher until he’s playing with my folds, massaging his cum that’s still coating my thighs into my skin.

The gates open for us the moment we reach the house and instead of parking the cart around the side, he abandons it right in front of the entrance. I expect him to drag me inside, but instead he turns me to my side, and slides me along the seat until my legs are dangling outside and I’m lying along the bench.

Parting my legs, Sebastian pushes my dress up until I’m bared for him, naked from the waist down, my panties gripped tightly in my hand.

“You’ve got the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen,” he murmurs, parting my lips with his finger and thumb as he stares down at me. “So pink and wet and perfect.”

Keeping me spread wide, he pushes two fingers into me then pulls them all the way out. He does it again, dipping into me then withdrawing and again until I’m squirming on the seat as he fucks me with his fingers in the open where anyone could see.

“I wonder if I can make you squirt for me?” he muses, adding a third finger and curling them upward until he finds my G-spot, and I moan wantonly in pleasure.

“We only have tonight, just fuck me. I want you to fuck me again,” I beg.

Laughing, he lifts his eyes and smiles at me. “Don’t worry, after I play for a little while I’m going to fuck you until you scream. But first I want to see if I can make you come so hard you cover me in your arousal the way your cunt’s coated in mine.”

His fingers start to move again and I see stars as he circles my clit with his thumb while he works my G-spot with his talented fingers. I come almost immediately, screaming out my release while he continues to work my pussy, fucking me with his fingers until a pressure unlike a normal orgasm starts to build. “Sebastian,” I say cautiously.

“That’s it, sweetheart, come again for me, how does it feel?”

“Like I want to pee, in a really, really good way,” I whine, the thong I’d been gripping in my hand forgotten as I writhe against the bench seat, my fingers clenching tightly to the leather.

“Perfect, baby, fucking perfect. Come for me, just let go and I promise it’ll feel so fucking good.”

I try to hold it back, horrified that I might pee when I come, but his fingers are relentless and when I can’t hold on anymore, I orgasm, and it’s not like anything I’ve ever experienced before. The orgasm implodes inside of me, but it’s more than just coming, it’s like a full-body release as all the pressure he’s built up inside of me squirts out of me.

“Fuck, that is the hottest thing I’ve ever fucking seen. I’m soaked, Starling, you gushed all over me.”

My eyes fall closed and I let my head drop onto the seat beneath me, my arms flopping to the side.

“Oh hell no, we’re not done. My dick has never been so hard.”

Scooping me off the seat, Sebastian flings me over his shoulder, marches into the house and up the three flights of stairs to the floor we share. I expect him to take me to his room, but instead he pulls my key card from my purse, opens my door and carries me upstairs.

Lowering me to my feet, he unzips my dress and shoves it to the floor, his wet shirt and pants follow suit and then we’re both naked.

“I want you to ride my dick while I suck on your nipples,” he says, sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling me down into his lap. Stradling him, I grab his cock and guide him into my soaked sex. I’m literally dripping with a mixture of his cum and my own and his dick slides easily into me until I’m full of him and my ass is pressed against his thighs.

“Offer me your tits, sweetheart,” he orders, but right now I’ll do whatever the fuck he wants, so I lift my breasts with my hands and lean toward his mouth. Capturing them in his hands, he sucks first one nipple, then the other into his mouth, rolling the tip with his tongue. “Ride my cock, baby, make us both come, else I’ll pin you face down over the end of your bed and drill your pussy until you’re begging me to stop.”

For the first time, possibly ever, I’m not scared of him, or his threats. He won’t hurt me, not in a way I won’t enjoy, and knowing that is freeing and powerful. Moving slowly to start off with, I slide myself up and down his cock, teasing him with shallow glides that feel nice but won’t lead to us screaming with ecstasy.

“Faster,” he chides, scraping his teeth over my swollen nipple as I moan. I lift almost all the way off him, before sliding him all the way to the hilt, getting deeper with each thrust.

It almost feels like I’m in control, like I’m using him for my pleasure, but he’s definitely topping from the bottom, caressing and lapping at my breasts when I’m doing what he’s telling me to do, punishing me with nips and bites when I’m not.

When I finally do come, it’s a hot burn that starts in my toes and moves steadily upward until my sex is clenching his dick so hard I can barely move.

“Motherfucker,” Sebastian growls from behind gritted teeth, gripping my waist and lifting me up and down his length, forcing my pussy to milk him until we’re both panting and covered in sweat.

After our breathing has slowed, he carries me to the shower and washes me. Then he pulls the showerhead from the wall, messes with the flow by twisting the top and forces it between my legs.

The heat and pressure of the water startles a low moan of shocked sensation from me. I knew that you could use a showerhead to get yourself off, I’ve just never tried it until now. Why have I never tried it? Teasing me, he uses the jet on my clit, never allowing me to focus on his probing fingers against my tight asshole while the water is like a hundred tiny hands massaging me all at once. And when I come again, it’s with the water spraying directly onto my clit, and two of his fingers filling my ass.

TWENTY-FIVE

Sebastian

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