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The mask of control is completely gone, and in its place is the face of a man who wants me and has absolutely no problem with me knowing it.
He grips my hips, thrusting inside me hard and fast, and the orgasm that had been right there crashes over me.
“See what you do to me? No one has ever made me lose control like this. No one,” he says, setting a punishing pace. “It’s always been you, Lily.”
He doesn’t give me a chance to catch my breath, continuing to fuck me hard and fast. Using me for his pleasure in a way I’d never thought possible from him, and I fucking love it. With one hand still gripping my hip, his other hand finds my clit again, stroking it expertly until my moans fill the room again.
He pulls me backwards so that my back is pressed against his chest, his arm wrapped around me just under my breasts.
“My fucking kryptonite,” he says, burying his face into my neck and sucking hard as I explode around him, pulling him over the edge with me.
He groans against my neck, his body shuddering as he holds me tight against him.
I have no words, my brain complete mush. But his desperate words float to the surface of my mind.
You’ve consumed me.
No one has ever made me lose control like this.
It’s always been you.
My fucking kryptonite.
And as he slips out of me, refusing to meet my gaze, I know that we’ve just crossed a line that I’m not sure we can turn back from.
“I’m sorry,” he says quietly, before moving towards the door.
I stay where I am, my legs just barely holding me up as I rest my hand against the mirror again, and our eyes meet in the reflection.
And neither of us utter a word as he opens the door and leaves the room.
37
NEVER STOOD A CHANCE
LILY
A knockon the door of Sebastian’s suite drags me from my bed around midmorning the following day, after hours of tossing and turning. I’d heard him come up around an hour after I’d left the studio, and I’d wondered if he was going to knock on my door when his footsteps halted in front of it, just like he’d done the night before. I’d held my breath, waiting for what felt like an eternity. And when he didn’t knock, I’d stayed up stewing over his admission for hours. Along with replaying the sex over and over in my head. My god… The sex.
The last two encounters have been the hottest moments of my life. And that was after a threesome that included my celebrity crush, and having a woman go down on me while I watched him fuck her boyfriend.
Guess Sebastian dropping the master of control act is a massive turn on for me.
Dragging myself from bed when the person knocks again, I open the door and blink a few times, convinced I’m hallucinating when I take in who is standing in the hallway.
And then promptly leap into Daniel’s arms, wrapping my legs around his waist and squeeze him tightly as I cling to his neck. He stumbles back a step, before wrapping his arms around me and squeezing back.
“Jeez, if I’m going to get greetings like that, I’ll get back here more often,” he says into my hair as I bury my face against his neck.
“I can’t believe you’re here and you didn’t tell me!” I reply, feeling a lump form in my throat.
He pulls back to study my face while I continue to cling to him with my legs.
“What’s wrong?” he asks, pushing my hair out of my face and stroking my cheek.
I shake my head, suddenly unable to speak.
I hadn’t realised how much I missed him. We’ve messaged most days and talked on the phone, but now that he’s here, his presence is apparently making me emotional.
