Page 51 of Letters to the Lost

My fingers trail down her folds, dipping into them and circling her clit, her wetness making me groan into her shoulder.

“Such a dirty girl. Already so wet for me. Does the idea of being caught turn you on Sunshine? Shall I make you beg until I say you can come?” I rumble into her ear, my hard cock pressing against the seam of my jeans as she starts to wriggle in my hold.

“Sebastian please,” she begs quietly, the sound traveling straight to my now weeping cock.

“What’s my nickname?” I demand but pray she doesn’t answer. I want to drag this out for as long as possible.

She stays silent, her breathing getting heavier as she tries to hold in her moans.

Pausing my fingers against her clit, I feel her let out a relieved breath as she sags in my arms.

“Did you think I was done with you, Sunshine?"

I dip my fingers into her pussy, her short gasp as she arches her back into my touch makes me move my fingers faster as she tries to reach the edge.

“Sebastian,” she whispers my name like a prayer.

I know she’s close, but I won’t give her it yet.

Withdrawing my fingers once again, I pull them out of her panties and into my mouth.

“You say my name so nicely, but I think my nickname would be better."

"I can’t,” she whines, “It’s awful!”

“Do you want to come?”

“Yes.”

“Then tell me my nickname and I’ll let you.”

“It’s Sebby! We were watching a horrible romantic comedy, and they kept calling each other these horrible nicknames and my head came up with Sebby for you. It’s disgustingly cute.”

I chuckle into her neck to hide the blush that I know is staining my cheeks.

It might be cringe, but I love it, and not because Dominic is going to hate that I have a better nickname than him.

“I like it even if it is disgustingly cute,” I tell her, kissing her neck and along her shoulder.

Dipping my hand back into her panties, I focus my movements on her clit loving the noises coming from Autumn's mouth as she turns her head up to kiss me.

So responsive. Just the thought of how I could drive her wild if I had her in my room makes me want to say fuck the film and do just that.

“Sebastian please,” She begs and she does that so nicely, the sound making me want to fuck her now no matter who’s watching.

“Such pretty begging. I wonder how far I could push you if we were alone,” I growl into her ear as I fuck her tight pussy with my fingers. “Would it be three orgasms until you are shaking and begging me to stop, or would my girl need more?” Autumn’s walls flutter around me as I swallow her moans with a kiss and this time I let her fall over the edge as I watch her eyes flutter shut and her whole body shudder from aftershocks.

Autumn’s hand cups my hard cock over the fabric of my jeans, making me groan.

“No Sunshine. As much as I’d love you too, this was about you.” I remove her hand and pull her back to lay on my chest as I kiss her forehead.

“Are you sure?”

“Autumn, if you feel like you have to reciprocate then I’ve not done a very good job reassuring you.Thiswas about you, only you. There is no need for you to do anything in return.”

“Okay,” she replies, snuggling back into my chest as we watch the rest of the movie.

The horrible note forgotten for now.

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