Page 52 of King of Clubs

“Fuckkkkk,” he moaned when he circled my clit with his tongue and I was shameless, thrusting upwards to meet him. The sensation bled into every nerve ending. His mouth felt electric and while in the back of my mind I knew my grip must have been punishing, I couldn’t bring myself to stop. His hands grabbed hold of my arse as he pushed me into his mouth further.

Lucas had rarely ever gone down on me and even when he had, it was never like this. Mostly, I would end up having to fake an orgasm to get him to stop whilst maintaining his pathetic ego.

But with Sebastian,holy shit.

He was a woman’s fantasy come to life. His dark hair, which I was currently gripping, led to broad shoulders and I greedily mapped his body while he consumed my pussy.

I could feel the release building in my lower stomach as I drowned in the pleasure of his tongue. When he moved one hand back to my entrance and pushed a finger inside me, my eyes rolled back in my head, and I could have sworn I saw stars.

At that point, I would have swum the deepest of oceans for this man because he had me – hook, line and sinker.

I lost myself in the movements of his hand as he thrust into me while simultaneously devouring me with his mouth. The pleasure continued to build and when he latched onto my clit and sucked, I was overwhelmed with passion.

“I want you to come on my tongue,” his gruff voice hurtled me over the edge and into the most intense wave of pleasure I’d ever experienced.

“Don’t stop,” I begged, as I rode his face while keeping my grip firmly in his hair, “Oh my god, don’t stop,” I pleaded, as he licked and sucked my orgasm from me.

Riding the wave back down to earth, I opened my eyes to find him staring, suddenly embarrassed by how wanton I'd been while in the throes of lust. The salacious smirk he held was smug, self-assured and hot as fuck.

Licking his lips he crawled up towards me and as he moved towards my mouth, my pussy throbbed for more. I was exhausted and my legs were still shaking from the intensity of his mouth, but I needed more.

In a brief moment of bewilderment, I knew I was ruined for any other man.

Regardless of my inexperience in the bedroom, I was certain it did not feel like that with everybody and the sooner we did that again, the better.

Sebastian

Chapter Twenty

Iwantyoutotake control and make it memorable.

Her sultry words replayed in my mind making my dick harder than it already was.

Finding her attractive as all hell was nothing new. Neither was admitting how she intrigued me and how I enjoyed having her in my space when I’d been content with being alone for so long. What was a new realisation though, was exactly how much.

When I opened my door and found she had come back, her innocent eyes wide with uncertainty before she threw her arms around me, I felt a switch inside me flick and I became a simp. I would have dropped to my knees if she'd asked.

When I peeled away the layers revealing her bare skin, heard her raspy moans and pleas for me to control her, I almost came right there on the spot. Every fantasy I’d ever created paled in comparison to the trust on her face when she gave me permission to take the lead.

And when I tasted her sweet flavour and watched her writhe with each flick of my tongue, I was left in ruins beyond all doubt. Gently swiping the rogue sweaty strands from her face, I kissed her, my need for her intoxicating. Her tongue danced with my own as she explored her own arousal and when she spread her legs wider pulling me into her deeper, I groaned.

I had never wanted to be inside anyone as much as I did Marlee, yet I also wanted to savour this first time like it was my last. I wanted to bask in the taste, smells and feel of her. Take the time to enjoy every tiny freckle, every dip and curve of her body. To discover the spots that made her squirm when I licked her with my tongue. To savour her and the experience that I would never again have with the excitement and unfamiliarity that came with the very first time.

I gently tilted her head to gain deeper access to her mouth and her little moans, caused my already hard cock to pulse as I rubbed myself against her. Moving along her jaw, I trailed down her throat, leaving a line of kisses in my wake. I wanted to bury myself inside her while I collared her throat with my hand, watching the joy soak her features as she experienced the pleasure which would be heightened by the smallest amounts of pain.

“I could listen to the noises you make all day and it still wouldn’t be enough.” Moving down to her chest, I squeezed her plush tits. Everything about this woman was perfect and suddenly, with her, I was an all or nothing man.

Taking her nipple into my mouth, I bit lightly, enjoying the way she arched up into me in response and hissed, running her fingers through my hair. I tested her tolerance, varying the pressure before instantly soothing the ache with featherlike kisses across her peaked breasts. She responded exactly as I thought she would – with satisfied moans.

“Do you like that?" I looked up towards her and she licked her top lip, her eyes directly on mine as she nodded shyly. Trailing kisses down her neck, I squeezed her breast before pinching her nipple harder while grinding myself against her.

“What about that?” I teased, knowing the answer from the way her body arched into me again under my touch.

“Why do you think I came back?” Her spicy response made me chuckle.

“Here I was thinking it was for my conversation and cooking. Instead, all you wanted was my body,” she huffed, tugging on my hair when I flicked at her nipples again. She was so damn responsive to my touch, unlike anything I’d ever seen.

Kissing down her abdomen, I stopped at the pink opening, admiring the swollen wet perfection. Her skin was smooth and I spread her open, before tasting her again. I was as hard as a rock and as if reading my mind she reached for my hair.

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