Page 39 of Corrupted Memories
I glare at him before I finally break.
“Don’t you have work? Leave.”
In a flurry of movement, Sebastian stops the elevator and backs me against the wall. His palms land on either side of my head as my breath catches in my lungs.
“Don’t keep pushing, Gianna.” The deep timbre of his voice crashes through me like lightning. A bright burning that has me dazed, the lingering threat in his words promising something that sends a jolt of arousal between my legs.
“Or what? You’ll hold me captive in your penthouse?”
A smile quirks on his lips. “I enjoy this new side of you, very feisty.”
“Maybe you just never really knew me,” I say, tilting my chin up and steeling my gaze.
Sebastian hums, leaning down to run his nose along my throat. “Perhaps we never knew each other, but yet here we are again. Unable to stay away.”
He kisses under my jaw and my fingers curl onto his shoulder.
“I knew you, Sebastian," I whisper. “At least the man inside, the one you rarely showed anyone.”
His eyes brighten with amusement when I look at him. “You think so?”
I trace his mouth with my finger. “You’re the type of man who ensured I always had something to eat when I would forget from the stress of class, who would always choose action movies because they’re Nico’s favorite, even though you hate them. The type of man who remembered my favorite type of pen for taking notes, the color of sticky notes I used for each course, when?—”
“Stop,” he demands, pulling away from me. I grab the back of his neck and bring him back, kissing him. He groans into my mouth, pressing me against the elevator wall. His hands pull at the waistband of my sweats and I kick them off. He lifts me in the next second, my bare ass touching the cold metal of the hand rails.
“I hate you so much that I don’t hate you at all,” I whisper against his mouth.
“I know.”
Sebastian twists my underwear into his fist, ripping them off me in one sharp tug. My eyes instantlywater, and I let out a cry at the pain. He holds them up between us, sniffing them before his gaze locks back on me. It shouldn’t turn me on, but god, it does. The crazy bastard is the sexiest man I’ve ever met.
Without bothering to fully unbutton his pants, Sebastian unzips and pulls his cock through the open hole, stroking his length harder.
He pushes himself into me before I can say anything else, his forehead falling onto mine as we groan. I wrap my arms around his neck as he lifts my other leg into his elbow, adjusting us as he thrusts deeper, letting gravity impale me on his cock. My eyes roll back at the stretch of him, a low painful burn since he usually prepares me more for his size. Sebastian jostles me, and he sinks till he’s buried completely inside me. I gasp when I feel the roughness of his pants rub against my ass, and I remember where we are. I snap my head forward.
“We shouldn’t?—”
He kisses me, his tongue invading my mouth in a harsh command to be silent.
“You’remine.I’ll take you wherever I damn well please.”
He lifts me and then drops me just as quickly while thrusting forward at the same time. I grunt at the shock when he reaches the end of me, and my eyeswater. I’ll never get used to the sting of pleasurable pain.
“Sebastian,” I say, but that’s all I can get out. I’m not sure what I want to say. I don’t want him to stop, but I hate myself for falling so easily back into him. Maybe it’s the leftover adrenaline from thinking he was hurt, maybe it’s the nostalgia of being brought to one of our old date spots, or maybe I’m just that desperate for him and I’m afraid to admit it.
Ignoring me, he continues to fuck me with his thick cock, picking up the pace as my pussy tightens around him. Sebastian pushes me against the elevator wall, resting me on the railings, and starts to pound into me. His ragged breathing in my ear has my orgasm drawing near, and I hesitantly let go of his shoulder to drop a hand and rub at myself.
He pulls his head back to watch and licks his lip. “You gonna come on my cock,mon cœur?”
I nod and he swears. His eyes squeeze shut as he loses himself in our pleasure, panting in my ear.
“Yeah, yeah you are.”
“There we go, Gianna.”
“Come with me.”
“Fuck. Take every fucking drop, Gianna. I’m going to put my baby in you.”
