Page 39 of Forever His Favorite
Sebastian cupped her face, his thumb brushing her damp cheek. He leaned down, pressing a lingering kiss to her forehead.
Her tears softened, her gaze searching his face. With trembling need, Emily cupped his jaw and pressed her lips to his. The kiss was hesitant at first, almost fragile, but when Sebastian felt her mouth move against his, all restraint shattered. He pulled her into his arms, devouring her lips with a raw hunger that spoke of desperation and longing.
He shifted her quickly, guiding her upper body across his lap, pulling her thighs close until she was draped completely against him.
Her body responded to him, every nerve sparking under his touch. His hands roamed her legs, stroking from ankle to thigh in slow, possessive sweeps.
“You smell so sweet,” he muttered against her skin, burying his face in her thighs as if he couldn’t get enough.
His mouth on hers turned demanding, his tongue stroking past her lips in a consuming rhythm. His palm cradled her face, holding her still so he could kiss her the way he wanted.
His breath ghosted over the inside of her thigh, making her tremble. Instinctively, Emily’s hands buried in his hair, clinging to him.
Sebastian’s hand slid up, cupping her breast through her robe. The moment his fingertips brushed over her tightened peak, she arched against him with a moan that vibrated in his mouth.
He groaned softly in pleasure, then tugged at the knot of her robe, loosening it until one side slipped open, revealing her soft skin. His fingers tangled in her hair as his other arm pulled her flush into his lap, keeping her completely under his control.
Their eyes met, his dark gaze heavy with desire and unspoken love. Then his mouth was back on hers, unrestrained and fervent. His hand gripped her nape, holding her in place as if he couldn’t bear to let her move an inch.
After a breathless kiss, he lowered his head, his lips tracing down the curve of her neck, over her collarbone, and lower still. His kisses turned into open-mouthed caresses along her thighs.
Sebastian laid her back against the bed, climbing over her with a strength that made her feel both fragile and cherished beneath him. His large hand cupped her breast, squeezing gently before sliding to the other, kneading and caressing as though he had been starved for her touch.
His palms glided over her waist, her hips, down her thighs, and finally pressed between them, squeezing the tender flesh that hid her most sensitive spot.
Emily’s body jolted at the sensation, sharp sparks of pleasure shooting through her core.
“Mmmh…” she whimpered, squirming against him, her legs trying to close against the unbearable teasing.
Sebastian caught Emily’s legs with his own, keeping them parted as he continued to torment her with feather-light touches.
Her hands slid down to push at him, but he caught both of her wrists and pinned them above her head against the bed’s headrest with one strong hand.
“Stop squirming, baby,” he murmured, his nails skimming down her skin—so close to her aching heat yet never touching.
A broken sound left her lips, muffled against his kiss. He had her trapped beneath him, refusing to let her free.
Chapter 16 Fall Apart For Me
Sebastian deepened the kiss until Emily was breathless, then broke away only to trail his lips down her jaw. His mouth moved with unhurried hunger, tasting her skin as though every inch belonged to him.
His tongue flicked lightly against the hollow beneath her ear before tracing a slow, wet line down her throat. She gasped, tilting her head back against the pillows, giving him more of herself. The tip of his tongue swirled over the delicate curve of her neck, followed by the soft scrape of his teeth.
“Sebastian…” her whisper trembled, but the sound only spurred him on.
He sucked gently at the sensitive spot just below her ear, letting his lips linger until her pulse fluttered wildly against his mouth. Then his tongue lapped over the mark, soothing where he had bitten, sending shivers racing down her spine.
“Ahhh…” Her wrists still pinned above her head, she could only writhe beneath him, her body arching in helpless surrender. His free hand slid slowly along her side, his palm brushing over the swell of her breast before cupping it firmly. His thumb circledher hardened peak through the thin fabric, teasing until her back arched further into his touch.
His mouth trailed lower, leaving hot, wet kisses down the elegant line of her throat. Each lick and nip drew a broken sound from her lips, her breaths turning shallow, needy. When his tongue finally traced along the hollow of her collarbone, she shuddered, pressing her chest up toward his mouth as though begging him to take more.
“You taste so sweet,” he murmured against her skin, his voice low and rough. His tongue dragged slowly across the top of her breast, pausing to flick lightly before he pulled it into his mouth. Her cry echoed in the room, muffled against his kiss as he suckled and teased.
Pinned, trembling, her legs fought weakly against his, but he kept her parted, his hips pressing down with firm dominance. His hand abandoned her breast only to slide lower, his palm resting possessively on her hip before drifting toward the heat between her thighs.
Emily whimpered as his lips returned to her throat, licking upward this time, his tongue swirling at the corner of her jaw before his mouth captured hers again in a deep, hungry kiss.
Her chest heaved, each breath lifting her higher against him. Her hands strained in his grip above her head, desperate to touch, to cling—but his hold kept her pinned, powerless beneath him.
