Page 72 of Forbidden Sins

“Fuck,” he groans, circling my clit with his fingertip again. “Say my name one more time, princess, and I’ll give you what you need.”

“Sebastian,” I gasp it, breathless, pleading. “Sebastian,please?—”

I don’t know what I’m asking for, only that I need it more than I’ve ever needed anything in my life. When he slides down, lying between my legs on the bed, I realize what he’s about to do.

“Sebastian—” I bite my lip, and he looks up at me, his gaze dark as he rolls his thumb over my clit.

“I’ve come so many times imagining what this pretty pussy must taste like,” he murmurs, his mouth so close between my thighs that I can feel his breath on my sensitive folds. “Now I’m going to find out, princess. And I’m going to make you come on purpose this time.”

My eyes go wide as I realize that he’s talking about that night on the motorcycle—that he’sknownall this time. My cheeks flush red, but before I can say anything—before I can even form a response, he leans in and his tongue flicks over my clit, and every thought flees from my head at once.

I never imagined anything could feel like this. My legs fall open and my hands claw at the blankets from the first wet, hot stroke of his tongue over my clit, and I realize why he looked like that when I did the same thing to him. It feels so fuckinggood. My hips arch up shamelessly against his face as he licks, and licks again, swirling his tongue in tight circles around my swollen clit that leave me gasping and panting, trying desperately to moan his name and unable to fully form a singleword. The pleasure is relentless, building and building as he licks and laps at me, a low groan rumbling from him as he does, as if I’m the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted.

I’m going to come,I realize, and I can’t form the words to tell him. I reach down, fingers tangling in his hair as my hips buck mindlessly against his mouth, my other hand knotted in the stiff duvet beneath me as I feel the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter—and then I come unraveled, a tidal wave of sensation crashing over me, and it’s like no orgasm that I’ve ever had before.

Sebastian moans against me, licking relentlessly, never letting up for even a moment. My thighs shake and tighten around his head as I ride his tongue, coming hard on his face, until I finally sag back against the bed, gasping.

He doesn’t pull back the way I expected him to. Instead, he slides one hand between my thighs, his mouth briefly leaving my clit but hovering close, so I can still feel soft, warm puffs of air on the swollen, oversensitive flesh as he starts to circle my drenched entrance with his finger.

“I need to make sure you’re ready for me,” he murmurs. “I don’t want to hurt you, princess.”

“I’m ready,” I gasp, my body clenching with need at the thought of him finally pushing inside of me, of feeling him fill me up.

“Not yet.” Sebastian strokes my entrance for a moment longer, before gently pressing one finger into me, pushing slowly as I feel the strange sensation of someone else’s body inside of mine for the first time. “Fuck—Christ, you’re so fucking tight, Estella.” He groans as he works his finger deeper, leaning in to stroke his tongue over my clit lightly. I jerk at the contact, clenching around his finger, and he lets out a shuddering moan.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around my cock. You’re going to feel so fucking good?—”

He laps at my clit again, soft and slow as he strokes the single finger inside of me, with no rush. He must be aching, I think dimly, so hard it must hurt. He must be desperate for his own pleasure, but he’s going slow all the same, slowly opening my body up so that I can take him with as little pain as possible.

The pleasure builds slowly this time, little by little. I gasp and writhe under his patient touches, hips arching as I start to crave more inside of me, a deeper, fuller feeling. I moan when Sebastian adds a second finger, curling them inside of me, thrusting faster now as his tongue rolls over my clit with more purpose. I can feel that knot of pleasure coiling inside of me again, almost ready to unfurl, and when Sebastian pushes his fingers into me as deeply as they can go, rubbing back and forth as he sucks my clit between his lips, I come undone for a second time.

“Sebastian!” I cry out his name as I arch up against his mouth, shuddering as waves of pleasure roll through me, arousal flooding my body until I know his mouth and hand must be drenched. I’m too lost in it to be embarrassed now, too fascinated with all the ways he can make me feel so exquisitely good. I give myself over to it, thrusting my hips against the press of his fingers inside of me, grinding against his mouth until the orgasm ebbs, and Sebastian looks up at me with dark eyes and his lips glistening with my arousal.

He starts to rise up from between my legs, his fingers still buried inside of me, when his gaze suddenly flicks to my left hand. It was knotted in his hair a moment ago as he devoured me, now lying limply on the duvet as I catch my breath. His eyes narrow, and I’m confused at first, until he suddenly reaches out, and I feel a tug on my ring finger.

The engagement ring.My face flushes hot as I realize that I forgot it was there. Sebastian slides it off, the diamond catching the light as he leans over me to toss it on the nightstand.

“We might have a use for that at some point,” he growls, his gaze catching mine as he shifts to lean over me. “But you’re not going to wear another man’s ring while I fuck you for the first time, princess.”

I nod wordlessly, unable to take my eyes off him. He’s always been fierce, my dangerous protector, but he looks more so than ever right now, wild and primal, his eyes dark with desire, his muscles taut with need. I let my gaze slide down the length of his body, all the way down to where his cock juts out from between his hard, muscled thighs, throbbing with need, the tip glistening with his own arousal.

“Are you ready for me, little dove?” he murmurs, reaching down between us to wrap his hand around his length. He grips it tightly, kneeling between my spread legs, and I nod, feeling a tremor of anticipation mixed with nervousness run through me.

“I’ve been ready,” I whisper, reaching up to wind my arms around his neck. “Please, Sebastian. I want you inside of me. Please—I want to be yours.Allyours.”

“And I can’t fight it any longer.” He angles himself between my thighs, leaning over me so that his mouth is very close to mine. “I’ve been dreaming of this for a long time, princess. I need you, too. And I can’t pretend that I can live without this anymore.”

He leans down then, his mouth claiming mine in a firm, hot kiss as I feel the blunt tip of his cock nudge between my soaked folds. Sebastian sucks in a hiss of breath, groaning against my lips as he pushes against my entrance. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” he moans, his forehead pressing against mine. “Ohgod,Estella?—”

His hips nudge forward, and for a moment, I think he won’t fit inside of me. As relaxed as I am from two orgasms, my body doesn’t want to give in at first. He feels huge, so thick that I can’t imagine how it will work—and then Sebastian kisses me again, his hand snaking between us so he can reach my oversensitiveclit with his fingertips, and the moment they brush against me, I let out a gasping moan.

A moment later, I feel the first inch of his cock push inside of me.

There’s a brief second of pain, raw and hot. I feel full, stretched, and Sebastian gasps, his breathing ragged as he goes still for a moment. “God, you’re so fucking tight,” he moans. “It feels so good. OhChrist,Estella?—”

He shudders, his muscles flexing as he starts to move again, and my skin tingles with awareness at the idea thatI’mdoing this to him.Thisman is on the verge of coming undone because ofme.

Inch by inch, he fills me, his hips nudging forward a little at a time. When he thrusts all the way in, his hips meeting mine, he goes still again, breathing hard as his gaze meets mine. “I don’t know how long this will last,” he confesses, his voice ragged. “You feel like fucking heaven, princess. I could come right now, if I wasn’t trying so hard to hold on.”

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