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Before she could take a step back, he moved. Two strides—fast, sure, predatory—and he was in front of her.
His arm snaked around her waist, dragging her flush against the hard line of his body. In one fluid motion, he pivoted, guiding her backward until her knees brushed the edge of the bed. With effortless strength, he lowered her onto the mattress, his knees settling firmly between her legs, caging her in completely. One arm braced beside her head, his weight pinning her beneath him, leaving her no escape.
His lips claimed hers in a searing kiss. His mouth was hot and breathless.
“We’re getting married tomorrow, baby,” he murmured against her lips, his voice rough but threaded with a boyish grin she had never seen on him before.
Chapter 5 Break For Me
His mouth trailed lower, brushing over her cheek, her jawline, then her throat. Each kiss scorched her skin. Emily gasped, her breath hitching as his tongue flicked over the hollow of her collarbone before sinking into the sensitive curve of her neck, leaving a heated mark that made her shiver.
Her body arched against him involuntarily, a soft moan escaping her lips as he moved lower. And then, before she could process, he gripped her neckline in one fierce tug. The fabric gave way under his strength, tearing straight down the middle. The sound of it ripping filled the room, echoing louder than her pounding heart.
As he ripped off the last remnants of her dress, she finally understood why he had filled her wardrobe with hundreds of nightdresses.
She wasn’t going to get a chance to wear any of them more than once.
Her dress fell away in shreds, leaving her bare under his burning gaze. His eyes darkened, hungry. The torn silk slid over her skin as he pulled it from her arms, one by one, his touch almost worshipful. Then he lifted one strip of fabric, brushing it overher face, down her cheek, trailing lower until it reached her wrists.
Emily’s breath caught. “Sebastian…”
Sebastian’s strong hands pinned her wrists above her head, the silk winding around them in swift, deliberate movements. The headboard’s carved gaps provided the perfect hold, and within seconds, she was bound—helpless beneath him, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths.
He leaned closer, his mouth grazing her ear, his voice low and intoxicating. “You’re mine, Emily.”
Emily gasped when his mouth descended again, his lips closing around the peak of her breast. His tongue flicked over the sensitive bud, wet and hot, before he bit down just hard enough to make her arch.
“Ahh—Sebastian!” she cried, her back bowing off the mattress.
He smirked against her flesh, sucking harder, his teeth scraping before releasing her with a wet sound. His hand slid roughly over her other breast, kneading, squeezing, his thumb circling until she was whimpering.
“Mhm… oh God…”
His tongue trailed lower, licking down the valley between her breasts, over her trembling stomach. He stopped just above her navel, biting into her soft skin, leaving red marks that made her squirm.
“Stop moving,” he ordered, pressing her hips into the bed with one firm hand. She moaned at the sheer force, her thighs instinctively parting as he pushed his knee higher between them.
“Sebastian… please…” her voice broke into a needy whine.
He chuckled darkly, his lips brushing the edge of her lace panties. “Please what, baby? You want my mouth here?” He nipped at the fabric, the warmth of his breath making her shiver.
“Mmhh—ahhh… yes… please, Sebastian…”
With no warning, he hooked his fingers into the delicate lace and ripped it down the middle, the sound of tearing fabric echoing through the room. He yanked the ruined pieces away, tossing them aside, and spread her thighs wider with his rough hands.
His tongue darted out, slow at first, licking along her wet folds, tasting her. Emily’s entire body jerked against the restraints.
“Ahhh—ohhh… God…”
He buried his face deeper, tongue sliding inside her, twisting and curling as his mouth sucked greedily at her slick heat. The rough stubble of his jaw scraped her thighs, adding a delicious burn.
His hands gripped her hips so tight she was sure he’d leave bruises. He pulled her down harder onto his mouth, devouring her like he’d starved for years.
Her thighs trembled, her head thrown back as helpless moans spilled out. “Mhmhh—ahh—don’t stop, please, don’t—”
Sebastian growled into her, his tongue thrusting deeper, then flicking up to circle her swollen bud. He alternated between hard, fast licks and sharp bites that had her screaming his name.
“Sebastian—ahhh—”
