Page 57 of Forever His Favorite
“I love everything about you—and every word that ever comes out of your mouth. And right now…” his grip tightened possessively on her hips, “…I’m dying to show you just how much.”
Her giggle spilled out, light and sweet, a sound that melted the edge of his hunger even as it fueled him. In one swift turn, hecarried her toward the bed, setting her down gently yet without letting her go.
Hovering above her, Sebastian brushed her hair back with a tenderness that contrasted with the fire in his eyes. “Emily,” he murmured, his voice low and reverent. “I’ve loved you my entire life. My greatest dream has always been to marry you.”
She reached up and pulled him down into a kiss, her lips soft and lingering against his. When he pulled back, his forehead rested on hers, his whisper breaking through the silence. “I love you.”
Her heart twisted at the expression on his face. Pure, unguarded joy, so rare on a man like him.
“The love I’ve waited for so long…” he brushed his thumb across her cheek with infinite care, “…is finally mine.”
A shiver ran through her as she met his gaze. She smiled, her lips curving and she pulled him closer. Her whisper was soft, intimate. “I love you too.”
Sebastian’s hands roamed over her body, memorizing every reaction, lingering on the places that made her shiver the most. He stepped closer, guiding her until the backs of her knees pressed against the glass table by the couches.
Gently at first, his hands traced over the towel draped across her chest, teasing, testing her reactions. Then, with a sudden, possessive hunger, he removed it, exposing her curves to his ravenous eyes. He drank her in, tilting her slightly so he could admire her fully, his hands tracing the weight of her breasts.
Sebastian pressed her breasts together, deepening her already tempting cleavage. Emily drew in a sharp breath just as he bentcloser, his lips and hands claiming her in a single, possessive motion.
He latched onto her chest, his mouth and fingers working in tandem. She arched, a soft moan escaping her lips, trapped beneath him, unable to pull away. His hands found her wrists, holding them firmly as his body pressed against hers.
“Ah…” Emily gasped, her breath shaky as she tried to wriggle away from his relentless tongue and hands. But Sebastian didn’t let her escape. His mouth and fingers were merciless, seeking out the most sensitive places—her waist, her ribs, even the tender skin beneath her arms—drawing shivers and helpless laughter from her lips.
He caught her body and lifted her, setting her down on the cold glass table. Her palms pressed flat against the surface, but he guided her forward, pushing her upper body down until her hips were raised high for him. His hands spread her apart, his hungry eyes roaming over the smooth curve of her ass before his fingers slipped boldly between her thighs.
The first brush over her swollen nub was feather-light, teasing. Emily moaned, pressing her forehead harder against the cool glass, desperate for relief from the heat flooding between her legs. Shame and need warred inside her as his fingers rubbed her wet, aching center, coaxing tremors through her body. Her ankles shook, her knees barely holding, yet Sebastian’s touch remained maddeningly light, skimming her clit and her slick folds with just the tip of his finger.
Then, without warning, he pushed her panties aside and slid a finger deep inside her.
Emily squeaked, her whole body jerking at the sudden invasion, but Sebastian didn’t stop. His finger thrust and twisted insideher, searching, probing, until she was crying out, barely able to hold herself upright. Her moans filled the room, raw and uncontrollable.
In the next heartbeat, he swept her up from the table and tossed her onto the bed.
Reaching for the sleek black gift box at the corner, he flipped it open and pulled out a pair of gleaming handcuffs. With a swift click, her wrists were locked against the headboard, forcing her back to arch, her hips rising helplessly.
Pinned and trembling, Emily could only gasp as Sebastian thrust his fingers into her again, harder this time. Her arms strained against the cuffs, her legs weak as jelly, yet his pace never faltered. He leaned down close to her ear, his breath hot, and before she could react, he slammed three fingers inside her at once.
“Ahhh!” Emily cried, her forehead pressing desperately against his shoulder as her knees buckled.
His fingers curled with purpose, stroking that swollen, sensitive spot deep inside her. Every shameless stroke of her G-spot sent shudders ripping through her body, pulling ragged moans from her throat. She was trembling, shivering, already on the edge of release when suddenly—he pulled away.
Her body convulsed with frustration. “Ah!” she cried, helpless and desperate, her voice breaking.
Sebastian smirked at her need, savoring the sight of her trembling body straining against the restraints. He grabbed the black box again, his gaze never leaving her flushed, alluring form. From inside, he pulled out two lengths of silk ribbon.
Returning to her, he tied them tightly around her breasts,binding them until they pushed up, round and full, the skin turning flushed beneath the silk. The sight made his mouth water, his hunger sharpening at the sight of her soft flesh reddening under his control.
“Mmmhhmmm!” Emily whimpered, her cries trapped beneath the tape as her body writhed helplessly under him.
“Hush,” Sebastian whispered, his voice low and commanding as he rose to his feet. A trail of her arousal slid down the inside of her thigh, glistening in the light, and before Emily could gather her breath, his hand slid between her legs. Two thick fingers pushed into her dripping heat, filling her, stroking deep inside until the tips brushed against that sensitive spot that made her tremble helplessly.
At the same time, his mouth clamped down on her taut pink nipples, sucking hungrily while his palms kneaded her breasts. The wet heat of his mouth contrasted with the chill in the air, making her peaks stand up proudly against his tongue. When his eyes finally met hers, Emily felt her knees buckle. She collapsed back onto the bed, trembling under his weight.
A dirty smile tugged at Sebastian’s lips as he straightened. He tugged down his zipper, freeing the heavy length of his arousal. The sight alone made her chest tighten with both dread and anticipation. He ripped off his tie and thrust it between her lips, gagging her cries before she could protest.
Grabbing her ankles, he pushed her legs high into the air, spreading her wide open until her slick folds were fully exposed to his hungry gaze. His tongue darted over his lips as he murmured, almost to himself, “…you are so fucking tempting.”
Emily whimpered against the gag, her breath shallow, her breasts aching from being bound so long. The peaks of hernipples were still damp and cold from his saliva, making her shiver beneath him.
