Page 42 of Forever His Favorite
“Sebastian, please…” Emily whispered, her voice soft but desperate.
That single plea was all it took. Sebastian captured her lips in a deep, consuming kiss, his body driving against hers with a slow, controlled intensity that left them both gasping.
“Is it good?” he murmured, pressing his lips to her ear, his voice low and intimate.
“Mmmhmm…” Emily moaned, arching into him, seeking more, needing more.
“You want more, Emily?” he asked, his lips brushing the sensitive skin of her earlobe, voice thick with desire. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want you,” she breathed, surrendering to the ache of need that had replaced her sleep.
Sebastian’s hand cupped her breast, rolling the soft peak under his thumb, delighting in the way her body melted beneath him. Every motion, every shiver, every subtle curve of her form drew him deeper into her, intoxicating him.
He lowered his mouth to her neck, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin, while his other hand slid down to tease her, fingers tracing her most intimate curves with careful, consuming touches.
“Ahhh…” Emily cried out, her hand flying to the back of Sebastian’s head, fingers tangling in his hair and tugging helplessly. The pleasure coursing through her body was overwhelming, a deep, pulsing heat that spread from her throat to the very core of her being until her hips trembled with the force of it.
“Oh God,” she gasped, but Sebastian only answered with a low growl. His hips drove forward harder, each thrust deep, shaking the bed beneath them.
“Ahh… ahhh… ahhhh…” Each stroke wrung a cry from her lips, her breath turning ragged and broken as the rhythm of his body consumed her. His thumb moved over her clit in merciless, quick circles, drawing desperate sounds from her throat while his mouth remained at her neck, suckling and tasting her as if he could drink every shiver she gave him.
“I love the way you feel,” he rasped against her skin when he finally lifted his mouth, his voice dark and rough with desire. His teeth grazed her shoulder before his lips soothed the mark with a kiss.
Emily’s hands slid down to his waist, clutching at him. She wasn’t sure if she was trying to push him away or pull him closer.All she knew was the pleasure was too much, stealing the breath from her lungs.
Her body clenched around him, hot and wet, holding him tight as he pushed deeper. She could feel him swell inside her, each movement making her tremble harder.
Sebastian growled. He slammed into her with raw need, driving so deep she could only cry out and arch against him, lost to the storm of sensation.
When he felt her close to breaking, something darker sparked in his gaze. With one smooth, powerful motion, he pulled out and shifted, sitting back on his knees. He caught her easily and guided her onto his lap, her back to his chest, his arms caging her in place.
Emily gasped as he filled her again from behind, his length stretching her as he thrust upward. His hands gripped her thighs, spreading her wide as he began to move with deep, relentless strokes that left her shaking in his hold.
“Sebastian…!” she cried, her voice breaking into a moan as the new angle sent shockwaves of pleasure through her.
He buried his face against her shoulder, teeth grazing her skin before his lips soothed the mark he’d made. His hips drove upward in hard, controlled thrusts, each one making her body jolt and tremble with helpless pleasure.
“You’re incredible,” he murmured roughly into her ear, his voice full of hunger and awe. “Feel how perfectly you take me… how good you feel around me.”
Emily could only whimper and hold onto his arms, her body shaking as he moved faster, deeper, driving her closer to theedge. His thumb found her swollen nub again, rubbing in circles that made her cry out and arch helplessly.
The shock of pleasure made her jolt forward on instinct, slipping from his hold and landing on her hands and knees.
A low, hungry growl rumbled from Sebastian’s chest. He caught her wrists before she could move away and drew her back against him with effortless strength. In one powerful motion, he slid back into her, filling her in a single, claiming thrust that ripped a sharp cry from her throat.
“Emily…” His voice was a rough whisper against her ear, dark and breathless. One hand braced against the bed for leverage while the other wrapped firmly around her throat.
His teeth grazed the soft skin there, a sharp nip followed by a soothing lick.
Emily’s face flushed with heat, the intensity almost blinding. Every nerve in her body was alive, every breath coming out ragged and broken. The sound of their bodies meeting filled the room, echoing with her soft cries and the low, guttural sounds he made as he moved.
She was lost to the rhythm, her limbs trembling, unable to control her own movements as he took complete command — deep, hard strokes that left her shaking and breathless.
“Ahhh… Sebastian…” she gasped, the sound half moan, half plea.
His grip tightened slightly at her throat, enough to make her shudder, enough to draw out a new wave of heated pleasure. His hips snapped forward again, faster, harder, until the sensations blurred into something wild and consuming.
“Stay with me, baby,” he rasped, eyes clenched shut for a moment as if fighting for control himself.
