Page 65 of The Starry Knight

“Yes. I want to see what teenager Sebastian was like.” I laugh and pull away from him. “Lead the way, mister.” I insist. We head up the stairs and he leads me to his bedroom. “Wow, very nice.” I announce as I look around. “What teenager actually has a king size bed in their room?”

“I did. Look at me, I’m a big guy. I needed the space. Miles had one as well.” Sebastian shuts the door behind us and turns to me with a glint in his eyes. “We could test it out if you want.” He smirks as he takes my glass and sets both of ours on his desk.

“Your mother will hear us, Sebastian.” I halfway argue as he pulls my waist against him and crashes his lips down on mine. The tangy taste of the red wine mixes with our tongues and he reaches deeper into my mouth.

“Fuck, I’ve not been able to do that all day. Are you wet baby? If I rub my fingers along your slit will I find a sticky mess?” He asks between kisses.

“Maybe you should find out.” I suggest playfully.

“Are you trying to sass me, Angel? On your knees. Now.” He commands as I roll my eyes. “I said, NOW! Keep it up and you will be denied orgasms. I know you don’t want that, do you?” he asks with a smirk. I sink to my knees with a scoff and kneel before him.

“Is this how you want me?” I ask innocently, fluttering my eyes up at him.

“Exactly like that. You look so good on your kneesbefore me, Angel. Now, take me out.” Reaching up, I slowly let down his zipper. I can feel his hard bulge wanting to be set free. I palm at his boxers a few times as he hisses with pleasure. I take out his cock and I don’t think I will ever get used to his size. It’s long and thick and I’m not sure how it fits inside me every time. No wonder I feel like I’m being split open in the best way possible.

“You’re so big, Daddy. Can I lick it?” I can see the precum beading at the tip about to drip to the floor.

“Yes, Angel. Take me in your mouth like a good girl and then maybe I’ll let you come.” I lick my lips and dive in, sucking and licking his shaft all the way to his base. “Open up.” He pulls my hair in the angle he wants me and thrusts inside my mouth. He continues to pump into me as I sit there and take everything he’s giving me. “You’re taking me so well, Angel. Such a good fucking girl.” Swirling my tongue around his cock every time he retreats, he groans out in pleasure. He starts jerkily thrusting his hips and I know he’s close. I pull on his ass with every shove, urging him to go deeper. I want him to fill my mouth with his come. I taste the saltiness as soon as it hits my tongue. “Fuck, I’m about to come. Take everything I give you. Swallow me, baby.” He says as streams of come hit the back of my throat. I gag almost immediately but remember to breathe through my nose. My eyes begin to water but I continue to swallow him down until his thrusts slow. I look up at him through my wet lashes and see the look on his face is one of pure pride. He slides out of my mouth, and I have to clench my pussy at the sight of his wet dick. I want it in me so bad, but we are in his old bedroom for fuck’s sake. What if his mother had come looking for us.What was I thinking?I want her to like me. Not think of me as some whore.

Sebastian puts his hands under my arms and picks me up until I am standing. I have to stretch a bit from sitting like that for so long. He wraps his big arms around me and whispers in my ear. “You suck my cock so well.” He pushes me until my legs hit the edge of the bed. Then he gently lays me down, pulling me to the center of the bed. He crawls up my body with a look in his eyes that says he wants to devour me. “I need to be in this tight pussy, Stormy, but you have to be quiet.” I nod my head and he pulls my dress up to my waist. He removes my heels and thong, throwing them to the floor. His fingers skate up my legs and slow once they get close to my core. “I knew you were wet, baby. This perfect pussy is dripping for me. You need Daddy to take care of you, don’t you?” He questions but he already knows the answer.

“Please fuck me,” I plead. Sebastian pulls his pants down further and grasps his cock in his hand as he circles my clit with the other. He pumps and circles in synchrony. Finally, when I think I can’t take it anymore, he rubs his cock along my entrance, gathering my juices. My breath hitches waiting for him to fuck me.

“You want me to fuck this pussy?” He demands.

“Yes. Yes, please!” I groan as he slips between my folds. Only his head is inside me. He pulls back out and actually laughs at my facial expression. Then without warning, he plunges in to the hilt in one swift motion. I yelp out in pain and pleasure. I don’t know which is more prominent at the moment. He pulls almost completely all the way out then pushes back in with enough force to push me up the bed. Sebastian pullsone leg over his shoulder and places his hand around my throat. My pussy clamps down around him at the gesture.

“Fuck, I love this tight little pussy. This is all for me, isn’t it? Tell me who owns this pussy, Stormy. Who owns this tight little cunt. Who is the only one that gets to fill it with come?” He grunts as he continues to thrust inside of me. His hand on my throat tightens and I can barely get any words out.

“You, Daddy. Sebastian, you own my pussy.” I breathe out. He brushes his lips over my leg and chills erupt over my body.

“You’re such a good fucking girl for Daddy. You like my cock in you. I make you gush. Do you like when Daddy talks dirty to his little girl?” He asks, but it’s the truth. He owns me body and soul. Sebastian growls as my pussy flutters around him. I moan out his name and he picks up his pace. I’m already so close but his hold on me tightens and all I can do is let out a small whimper. I feel like I can barely breathe. Sliding his hand between our bodies, he finds my swollen clit and begins to rub it firmly. My legs begin to shake, and my breaths grow faster. I’m not going to last much longer. “That’s it baby. Come hard for me. I want to feel you come on my cock.” I whimper and mewl at his words and that’s all it takes for my orgasm to rip through me. I’d scream if I could because this feels like the most explosive release I’ve ever had. I think that’s why he has his hand around my throat. I sink my nails into his forearm, needing contact wherever I can get it. I almost pass out from pleasure but at the last possible second, Sebastian lets go of my neck and slams hard into me, spilling his come into my waiting pussy. “Shit, it gets better with you every time.”

He stops his thrusts and collapses on top of me, his arms barely holding him above me. His mouth finds mine and he licks my lips until I open for him. I know he can probably taste himself on me still. He tongue fucks me until I have to move my head to the side to get a breath of air. Sebastian kisses along my neck and over the new tattoo that I got a few days ago. It twinges a bit, but the covering is still on.

“We need to go before your mom comes looking for us,” I whisper. He nods in agreement and pushes himself off of me. He walks into the adjoining bathroom and brings back a cloth. Sebastian wipes me clean then himself, throwing the towel in a nearby hamper. I’m sure his mother will see it later. I do a mental face palm at this man. He bends over grabbing my shoes and placing them on each foot like Cinderella. I have to smile down at him when he looks up at me.

“The perfect fit.” He knew exactly what I was thinking. Laughing I nod.

“That’s what happens when you buy them in the right size.” I reply.

“Of course, what was I thinking.” He smirks. I scoot off the bed, wobbling a bit. I can feel his come leaking out of me and going down my thigh. I walk over to the hamper, but Sebastian stops me. “Leave it. I want to know you have my come dripping out of you while we are here. Just put this on.” He hands me my thong and I’m torn between listening to him and getting that towel back out and wiping the rest of myself clean. I shake my head and snatch my underwear from him as he chuckles. Bending over, I step into it and pull it up until I can feel it catching some of our combined juices. I want to squirm at the uncomfortable feeling.

I see myself in the mirror on the dresser and am horrified by my reflection. Mascara and eyeliner are streaming down my face, not to mention my lipstick has been mostly wiped away other than the remnants that are outside my lips. I look like a fucking clown on Halloween.

“Calm down, I can see you panicking. Just use the bathroom through there and get cleaned up. Well, only your face. I’ll be checking later to see if you listened to me.” Sebastian says, like it will be the easiest thing in the world to fix. Men don’t know anything. They will be able to tell what we were up to, I guarantee it.

“I can’t just fix my makeup. I didn’t bring anything with me. Your mother is going to know what we were up to.” I smack my hand against my head. Sebastian comes over to me and cradles me in his arms. At least he is good at knowing when I’m about to spiral.

“Shh, it’s going to be alright. My mother knows you aren’t just some hookup.” He says with a smile that melts my nerves away.

“How would she know that?” I ask.

He scratches his head and looks at me nervously. “Well, you are the first girl I’ve ever brought home. This is a special place and I’ve never in my life dated someone that I wanted to bring here. This is only for you,” He replies sheepishly.

“Really?” I question. Not really needing an answer but to verify that I heard him correctly. “Even in high school?” I ask.

“Never, Stormy. You’re it. You’re the first girl that has ever been in my bedroom, other than my mother of course.” He informs me.

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