Page 33 of Addicted To His Favorite
Then, mercilessly, he bent lower, mouth parting over her inner thighs, tongue flicking, circling, teasing, tasting. Emily’s body shuddered violently, a desperate, ragged moan escaping her throat as he devoured her with deliberate, obsessive care. Each flick of his tongue, each suction, drove her closer to a raw, unrestrained edge.
“Ahhh… Sebastian, ohhh… please…” she cried, voice breaking, body shaking uncontrollably.
He held her gaze, letting her see the dark obsession in his eyes. “Cum again,” he rasped, dragging her higher on the knife-edge of pleasure. “I want to taste you more.”
Her legs quivered violently as he continued, relentless and exacting, until every nerve in her body burned with need. And just when she thought she might shatter, he lifted his head slightly, fingers still teasing her, letting her sobbing, dripping form register the exquisite torment of complete surrender.
“You’re doing so well,” he whispered, voice thick with lust.
His hands slid up her torso, one gripping her waist, the other brushing over her breasts. He pinched a nipple hard, twisting it just enough to make her gasp and arch violently against him.
“Ahhh! Sebastian—ohhh!” Emily cried, the sensation making her squirm helplessly against the restraints.
He dragged his fingers across her thighs, tracing the wetness between her legs before spanking her lightly. The sting against her soft skin made her hips jerk in reflex, pressing against his hand.
“You like pain?” he growled, thrusting two fingers deep into her folds, moving them fast and rough while the other hand continued to torment her nipples. His thumb pressed hard against her clit, rubbing in relentless circles.
“Ahhhh! Ohh, God!” she moaned, body shivering, legs pushing against him even though she couldn’t move her hands.
He spanked her again with his hand, harder this time, letting the sting mix with the slick warmth he was drawing from her. Emily’s back arched, breasts jiggling under his harsh ministrations, nipples pinched and teased with his fingers in tandem with the rhythmic, punishing strokes of the paddle.
Then he flipped her onto her stomach, keeping her wrists bound tightly with the belt. Her legs spread slightly as he leaned over her, hands sliding across the curve of her back, down to the swell of her ass. He spanked her bare cheeks, each slap echoing in the room, her body jolting with every hit.
“Ahhh!” she gasped, heat radiating through her entire body.
“Shh,” he murmured, pressing his chest against her back, fingers slipping between her legs to spread her open while his other hand continued to spank her ass. His thumb flicked against her clit mercilessly, drawing broken, breathless moans.
Emily’s body trembled under his touch, slick and trembling, every nerve alive. His thumb continued its relentless assault on her clit, flicking and pressing while his fingers plunged deep inside her folds, curling to hit the spots that made her gasp and jerk against him.
“Ahhh—Sebastian! Ohhh, God!” she moaned, arching, her hips bucking despite being pinned, wrists pulled tight against the leather belt.
He leaned lower, mouth hovering just above her ass, tongue flicking over the sensitive skin, tasting, teasing. Each swipe sent shivers straight through her, making her cry out louder, the mixture of pain, pleasure, and helplessness overwhelming her.
His hands squeezed her cheeks, spanking her again while one finger drilled in and out, the rhythm precise and torturous.
Emily’s breathing became ragged, tears pricking her eyes as she felt her control slipping completely. “Yes… ohhh… please… I—I can’t—” Her words dissolved into moans, body shaking violently.
Sebastian chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating against her back. “Good girl. That’s it… let go for me.”
His tongue dipped lower, teasing her slit, licking long, slow strokes before plunging in, tasting every drop of her, making her writhe against his mouth. Fingers never stopped inside her, curling, pressing, drawing every shiver and sob from her trembling body.
“Ahhh! Ohhh, Sebastian—ohhh, I’m—” she screamed, hips lifting instinctively, every inch of her clinging to him as he increased the speed of his movements.
Her climax built, waves crashing over her like fire and lightning. He leaned over her completely, fingers relentless, tongue circling, flicking, pressing, drawing every ounce of pleasure from her until her back arched violently, toes curling, breathless cries echoing in the room.
“Ohhh—fuck! I can’t—! I’m—! Ahhh!!” she cried, body convulsing under his obsessive licks.
And then, she shattered, her body exploding in uncontrollable release, quaking under the exquisite torment of his hands,fingers, and mouth. Her juices dripped onto his hands, her cries raw and broken, trembling helplessly against him.
Sebastian held her through it, mouth and fingers never stopping until every shiver subsided, every pulse and quiver sated. Only when she was spent, body trembling and glistening, did he finally release her slightly, moving to caress her back, hair, and neck with a possessive tenderness.
He pressed a soft, lingering kiss to the nape of her neck, murmuring, “Now you are starting to get ready for me.”
Chapter 11 A Man In Your Bed
Emily sagged against the bed, exhausted, sweat-soaked, eyes half-lidded, body tingling from every nerve he had tormented and adored.
Sebastian’s hands gripped her hips like iron. Her wrists pulled uselessly against the tight leather, the belt biting into her skin, holding her helpless and wide open.
