Page 73 of Forbidden Sins

“You can come whenever you want,” I breathe, my legs winding around his as I lean up to kiss him again. “But I also want this to last as long as it can.”

Sebastian nods shakily, and he starts to move.

It feels like nothing I could have imagined. There’s a raw edge of pain to his every thrust, tempering the pleasure, my body too new to this to adjust to him fully. But the feeling of him inside of me makes it all worth it, filling me, joining the two of us together as close as I’ve always wished we could be. I let my hands slide over him as he kisses me, careful as always, tracing the lines of his body as he fucks me with long, slow strokes that leave us both breathless.

Sebastian’s tongue slides against mine as he kisses me deeply, his cock sinking all the way into me again, and then he breaks the kiss, his fingers brushing my jaw. “You’re sobeautiful,” he murmurs. “Look at me, princess. I want you looking at me when I come for you for the first time—the first time herewithyou.”

He thrusts again, groaning, and a shudder ripples through him as he pulls back suddenly, leaning back on his knees as he slides out of me. I gasp in protest, momentarily confused, and then I see his hand wrap around his length. He grips my thigh with one hand, stroking himself feverishly as his head tips back, and I watch in fascination, fresh arousal washing over me at the sight of Sebastian touching himself. I’ve never seen a man do that, and the fact that it’sSebastianmakes it so incredibly erotic that I couldn’t possibly look away.

A groan that sounds like my name spills from his lips, and I see his hand stutter on his cock, his hips thrusting forward once more as hot, milky liquid spurts from his cock and across my belly, shooting up to my breasts, tracing long lines down my skin as he moans, spurt after spurt erupting from him.

“Fuck, ohgod—godI’ve never come this hard,fuck, Estella—” Sebastian’s eyes lock onto mine as he strokes himself again, another spurt of cum arcing over my stomach as he shudders. He squeezes his cock, his hand flexing around it, and then he leans down, his still-hard shaft brushing against the damp skin of my stomach as he kisses me hard.

I look up at him as he breaks the kiss. He reaches up, brushing a piece of tangled hair away from my face. “Are you alright, Estella?” he asks softly, and I nod. “Was that good for you?”

“Yes,” I whisper. “Oh God, yes.” I lean up, kissing him again, as he rolls to one side, pulling me in close to him. “But?—”

His eyes snap open instantly, going from a half-lidded look of satisfaction to worry in an instant. “But, what?”

I swallow hard. “I thought you’d come inside of me.”

Sebastian groans, reaching up to run his fingers through my hair. “God, Estella, I wanted to come inside of you more than I wanted anything else right then. But you’re not on birth control, are you?”

I bite my lip, shaking my head. “I can’t imagine I ever would have been allowed to be. Vito—” I spit his name out like a curse. “He would have wanted babies as soon as possible, I’m sure.”

“And we can’t risk a pregnancy right now.” Sebastian touches my cheek gently.

I feel a strange melancholy at that, anxiety twisting low in my stomach. “Would you want children?” I ask tentatively, and Sebastian gives me a half-smile.

“Sure. In a future where we’re safe and free to live our lives however we want—I can see myself having a family with you. But right now, Estella—we’re on the run. We can’t risk that, and all the complications that come with it.”

I nod reluctantly. “I know,” I whisper.

He leans in, pressing a kiss against the side of my head. “Let’s not think about that right now, princess.”

I turn slightly towards him, reaching up to brush my fingers against the stubble on his jaw. “What should we think about, then?”

He smiles at me, that lazy look of satisfaction on his face once again. “That right now, princess, we have what we both wanted.”

24

SEBASTIAN

It takes a few minutes for the clarity to settle in.

My body is still throbbing with the awareness of what just happened, my senses foggy with satisfaction. I know in the morning every part of me is going to hurt like hell, especially my cock, after being squeezed by Estella’s tight, perfect pussy while I’m still only partially healed from the beating her father gave me. But I can’t bring myself to care. I lie there, one arm wrapped around her shoulders as she lays her head on my chest, and I let my gaze drift down her perfect, naked body, painted with my cum. Marked asmine, after all this time.

My cock, still half-hard despite the best orgasm of my entire life, twitches at the thought. I could fuck her all night if I wanted. She’d let me, I know that. She wants me as badly as I want her. Badly enough to let me take her virginity, despite?—

Reality hits then, hard and fast. My muscles tense, and I have to fight the urge to pull away, to instantly put distance between us. That would hurt her, and that’s the last thing I ever want to fucking do. But the gravity of what we’ve done settles on me like a weight, and I breathe in and out, once, twice, before gently disentangling myself from her and starting to sit up.

I don’t regret it. Ican’t. I’ve wanted her too badly for too long, and I knew the choice I made when I left with her. I thought I was strong enough to at least wait until we were in a better, more comfortable setting, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to fight it forever. I was a fool to think I’d even make it one night without taking what I’ve wanted so badly for so long.

But now?—

Estella pushes herself up on her elbows, instantly catching the change in my mood. “Sebastian?” She reaches out, gingerly touching my back. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I should shower. I’ll get you a washcloth to clean up?—”

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