Page 50 of Reckless

As I begin to come down, I’m suddenly lifted in the air and slammed to the mattress.

“Now it’s my turn, Firefly,” Seb says, sliding out to the tip and in again. The rhythm is slow and deep, hitting that sweet spot on every thrust, and it’s not long before I’m squirming beneath him as I chase my climax.

Seb brings his lips to mine, slipping his tongue inside as I open on a groan. I close my eyes and give into this overwhelming pleasure Seb is releasing in me. Our tongues tangle as he thrusts in and out, and my core clenches around the thick length of him. I feel him grow bigger as he nears his own release, snapping my head to the side and breaking our kiss as another orgasm obliterates me. Seb trails kisses down my exposed neck, and as he spills inside me his teeth sink into my skin, growling through his clenched jaw. The bite of pain coupled with his own climax, curls my toes, prolonging my own orgasm.

The room is filled with the sound of our combined panted breaths, and as Seb drops down, he pulls me with him, so I’m practically on top of him again.

I feel the significance of this moment in my very soul, and by god, does it terrify me. It’s what causes my next words.

“Isn’t this the bit where you leave?”

Seb pushes the sweat slicked hair from my face before saying, “I normally wait until you’re asleep, but…” I slap his chest as he points to the door. “I’m joking, besides, this is my room, so technically?” he finishes with a shrug. I try to wriggle free from him to do just that, but he tightens his grip. “Hey. You need to stop unless you’re ready for another round?” This time his voice is serious, tone gruff, as he slaps my arse before gripping a handful and holding me tight to him.

Before I can say or do anything, he grips my head with his other hand, kissing me. I forget all about leaving as his lips meet mine, and I just allow myself to enjoy this moment while it lasts.

I have no idea what any of this means, or if he’ll still be here when I wake in the morning, but I’m tired of fighting him, tired of being angry, and I just want to sleep. I’ll worry about all the other shit tomorrow.

When we finally come up for air, Seb wraps me in his arms, and tells me to sleep.

And I do.

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