breath. The things he was saying made sense, and I wanted to believe him. In fact, I realized that there was no reason for me not to believe him, not to trust him to do things ‘the right way’, as he put it.
“Okay,” I said finally.
“Okay?”
“Okay, we’ll do things your way. Just let me know when you’re done talking to Sebastian about it.”
“Of course I will. Now come here.” He gestured, and I went over to him, curling into his side. “Do you want to sleep in my bed tonight?” he asked.
“Yes, please,” I responded with a low purr in my voice. “Especially since once Sebastian comes, I won’t be able to.”
“Then shall we have a last hurrah before he gets here?”
I pulled away for a moment. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, my dear, shall we have some good old-fashioned sex?”
I giggled, letting him take my hand and press a kiss to my knuckles. “How could I ever say no to that?”
He shrugged. “Who knows, perhaps you’re just not up for it?”
“Of course not, you silly fool. I want you. I’m going to want you even more once he’s here. It’s going to be hard to hold back.”
“Then I guess that’s all the more reason to go all out now, huh?”
I pulled him down onto my bed and kissed the tip of his nose, then his lips, drawing him towards me and weaving my hands through his hair. “Please, I want to be with you.”
“Then you shall have your wish.”
He flipped me onto my back, pinning me down with his arms on either side of my body. The way that he kissed me was hungry, begging for more, promising that this night would be so full for both of us.
He tangled his legs with mine as he kissed a path down my neck, stopping to admire one of the marks that he’d left. One of his hands came up, tracing the skin that had gone all red and blue, then wrapping his fingers gently around my throat.
I was not frightened or turned off by the gesture. For me, the gentle pressure was just enough to send my senses reeling out of control. The way it said that he owned me and that he could do whatever he wanted with me, made me unbearably wet.
“That good, baby? You like that?” he leaned down to whisper in my ear.
I nodded. “Yes.”
“Tell me what you like, my dear.”
“I like your hand at my throat.”
“Good.” He squeezed slightly harder for one second, then released. Still keeping his hand on my throat, he kissed me viciously. “You’re so good, baby, I could just eat you out all day,” he said with a moan. “So good.”
“I’d let you.” I leaned up a bit to kiss him back just as ferociously, nipping at his bottom lip in a way that elicited a growl from deep within his throat.
“Oh, would you now?”
“Yes.”
“Then that’s exactly what I’ll do.” He released my throat and moved down the bed so that he was closer to where my legs spread apart. With gentle hands, he spread them further, then leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to the inside of my thigh. Then he carefully relieved me of my skirt, and then my panties, exposing the sensitive skin of my pussy to the cold air of the room.
“You’re so soft, so beautiful,” he said.
I smiled down at him. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.” He continued to kiss me, sometimes licking and nipping the sensitive skin on the inside of my thigh in a way that made me squirm and caused heat and pressure to build within me rapidly. I wanted him inside of me so badly.
I groaned as he got closer to my throbbing pussy, teasing me with every movement of his mouth. I arched my hips up, trying pointlessly to get him inside of me, wanting him to touch my clit, to ease the sense of want that I was feeling.
“Easy there,” he said with a laugh. “All in good time, darling.”
“I want you now,” I groaned.
“You’re having me.”
“I’m not having enough of you. I want all of you, inside of me, making me feel the way only you can.”
“Is that so?” He ran a hand up the inside of my leg, making me shiver at the touch.
“Yes.”
“So you haven’t felt this way with anyone else before?” He nipped at a bit of particularly sensitive skin, making me cry out, and then looked up at me with a wild look in his eyes.
“No,” I assured